Mental

(Yeah, oh-yeah)
(Oh-yeah) yeah (ooh-yeah)
Madchild and Demrick (oh-yeah)
(Oh-yeah) so proud of this motherfucker (oh-yeah)
(Ooh-yeah) in the Battleaxe Worrier family now, ayy (oh-yeah)

I spit ferocious fireballs, the kids are all excited
I pour petroleum on your linoleum and light it
On a podium, I'm causin' pandemonium
Sodium and nitrate, second-greatest rapper in the white race

Might've been the spider venom, might've been the snake bite (sss)
Fuck with me and find out what a metal pipe will taste like (oh)
I'm explosive like a Molotov cocktail (boom)
Lyrics get around the kids quick like fuckin' Hotmail

Involuntarily, solitary confinement
I've no one to confide in, quiet in my environment
Mentally, I'm way off balance and off kilter
Brains, we ought to wack, that's why I rap without a filter

Perverted matador, I tackle bulls and try to mount 'em
So many personalities, don't bother tryna count 'em
My life's a crazy rollercoaster, call me Magic Mountain
I'm throwin' boulders, they're explodin', mouth's a fuckin' fountain

I'm mental, that's just the way that it goes, dawg
Canadian, but you could keep the rain and the snowballs
I love palm trees, sittin' in the sunshine
Learnin' quick, my rhymes, they are ridiculously sublime

Stupid shit, but the way that I combine
My wordplay, smartest rapper out with a dumb mind
Sometimes I kinda miss the clouds and the rain
'Cause that's what helped me get the blues, Madchild is proudly insane

I went from backpack, to snap backs, to lab rats on acid
Spit anthrax, the band's back, this man's raps are massive
Completely gone bananas, whippin' up within bonanza
Short like Dan' DeVito, still the boss like Tony Danza

Now stick your damn hands up, this here is a robbery
Hobblin' like a goblin and my brain is a little wobbly
I'm probably the height of a hobbit that's hobnobbin' in Oz
With a couple wonderful wizards, I've got problems (damn right)

The plot thickens, I'm stuck up in the mud again (shit)
Utterly disgustin' when I'm mutterin' my foot up in your anal hole
It's unexplainable 'cause I'm the awesomest (yeah)
Blossom from a possum, stick my cock down your esophagus

Narcissist, I'm also an arsonist from an orphanage
Cock is way too big for my body, it's unproportionate (hey)
Morph into a profitable author, Mad's a novelist (yeah)
Of course, I'm still a mess, and I'm depressed, it's probably obvious

I'm fuckin' mental, that's just the way that it goes, dawg
Canadian, but you could keep the rain and the snowballs
I love palm trees, sittin' in the sunshine
Learnin' quick, my rhymes, they are ridiculously sublime

Stupid shit, but the way that I combine
My wordplay, smartest rapper out with a dumb mind
Sometimes I kinda miss the clouds and the rain (yeah, uh)
'Cause that's what help me get the blues, Madchild is proudly insane (yeah, yeah, yeah)

Yeah, I lost my mind a long time ago (yeah), hot with the rhymin' though (though)
Fall in line like dominoes, light it up, vamanos (yeah)
My flow is all kinda dope, somethin' like a line of coke (coke)
Streets is cold, go and grab my heater, that's my kinda coat (hah)

Rain, hell, sleet, or snow, shit you never know
But to each his own, pops back from prison, guess the preach is on (it's up)
Watch your tone, Battleaxe Warriors are not alone
Smoke a zone, to the dome, I can't leave this life alone

Murder on this microphone (uh), livin' in a Cali' daze
Get familiar, this serial killer's in his final phase (yeah)
And my path ain't bathe (bathe), every brick is laid (laid)
Fuck it, I'm paid, light a J and just fade away (woo)

Fuck what they say, I ain't listenin'
Son, I'm like a christenin', keep it rollin' like Michelin (yeah)
You don't know shit about positions that I've been up in (uh, uh)
Vent again, grind for the benefit, you wanna see the end of it

I'm fuckin' mental, that's just the way that it goes, dawg
Canadian, but you could keep the rain and the snowballs
I love palm trees, sittin' in the sunshine
Learnin' quick, my rhymes, they are ridiculously sublime

Stupid shit, but the way that I combine
My wordplay, smartest rapper out with a dumb mind
Sometimes I kinda miss the clouds and the rain
'Cause that's what help me get the blues, Madchild is proudly insane

(Yeah, oh-yeah)
(Oh-yeah) another beat by C-Lance (ooh-yeah)
(Oh-yeah) mixed and finished by Rob The Viking (oh-yeah)
(Oh-yeah) this is Bat'axe War, we keep the circle tight (ooh-yeah, oh-yeah)
(Oh-yeah, oh-yeah, ooh-yeah, oh)