Something Wierd

Are you enjoying that?
Just shut the fk up and sit and watch!

I comes like BLAM! AHH! All up in your face
To give you mothafkas a taste
Of whatever I'm kickin'
d*mn, the s**t is finger-lickin'
Like the p*ssy attached to the b*tch I'm stickin'
Flickin'
The c**t-ilingous real tough
'Cause I wear a pair of thighs like some mothafkin'
ear muf*s
Lick it up
Because I gets to the point
Sit back, relax, and smoke a fkin' joint
Rough, rougher than the corsite of the sandpaper
More complex than menthaliptous with the soothing
vapors
Where the papers?
Because I wanna get high
Lay on the lawn and stare at the sky
I'm quite disgusted
When some gets apathetic
I'll scream out my battle cry and freeze you up like
cryogenics
Anasthetic, carbon monoxide
A mind-meld
Pressure on your mind until your mind swells
It's something weird

Check the sound
Peep this freaky s**t goin' down
Grab on to the rhythm like it owns your soul
Ask me where my brain is, man, I don't know
(Weird!!)
Check the sound
Peep this freaky s**t goin' down
Grab on to the rhythm like it owns your soul
Ask me where my brain is, man, I don't know
(Weird!!)

Listen as I mingle
You start to tingle
You peep the jingle
I got you salivatin' for a Mr. Bones single
Lyrics illuminate like some candles
Nastier than ashy as* feet in some open toed sandles
Dimension X is the port to imagination
Desecration
Of the body, mind deprivation
In relation
To the son of man you can't avoid
'Cause I'm on the Dark Side of the Moon like Pink Floyd
Can you see me?
Maybe if you see me, you'll believe me
A hexogonic case
Skeleton face
On your TV
Turn the channel
And I'll just reappear
And make sure that we're all cleeaarr...
On the subject that I'm stressin', the s**t is kinda deep like Atlantis
Mothafkas nowadays be actin' scandulous
But fk em', and fk you too if you down wit' em' I aim to split em'
And eat they as* up with the deadly rhythm I'm bringin'
Pain to your ears loud and clear
So turn it up and freak out, it's something weird

Check the sound
Peep this freaky s**t goin' down
Grab on to the rhythm like it owns your soul
Ask me where my brain is, man, I don't know
(Weird!!)
Check the sound
Peep this freaky s**t goin' down
Grab on to the rhythm like it owns your soul
Ask me where my brain is, man, I don't know
Check the sound
Peep this freaky s**t goin' down...
(Weird!!)

I wanna rip the skin off my body so I can see my skeleton
The thinks you think are mandatory I think are irrelevent
In fact, a lunatic is not always insane
Society bends the mind intends to give pain
Maintain long enough to live your life
Maintain your sanity long enough so you can get paid
Looking for my mind, I think I lost it
And fk every last muth*fka out there that wanna talk s**t
I give a fk not what you think
I'm down to blast your as* everytime you blink
So think
Sucka
Mothafka
You besta back up
Before I crack up
And nut-up
And fk yo' as* up
I rip the rhyme like it has to be
What's my mental capacity
You're askin' me
I'm hittin' like 6.9 on the Richter Scale
I'm walkin' a ghostly trail
Scratches from the fingernails
Ghastly grooves overcoming the whole state
But wait, it gets better, just wait
Something weird....

Check the sound
Peep this freaky s**t goin' down
Grab on to the rhythm like it owns your soul
Ask me where my brain is, man, I don't know
(Weird!!)
Check the sound
Peep this freaky s**t goin' down
Grab on to the rhythm like it owns your soul
Ask me where my brain is, man, I don't know
(Weird!!)
Check the sound
Peep this freaky s**t goin' down
Grab on to the rhythm like it owns your soul
Ask me where my brain is, man, I don't know
(Weird!!)
Check the sound
Peep this freaky s**t goin' down
Grab on to the rhythm like it owns your soul
Ask me where my brain is, man, I don't know
(Weird!!)

Yeah....