Loco

Lyrics

[Verse 1] My style is loco, Yoko Ono, manic, vocal I'm not your uncle, I'm aunty-social Postal, danger to the world, I've gone global Schizophrenic menace, put myself in a chokehold Ho-ho, yeah, bro, tasty like a Rolo Spiritual being, yes, I'm holy like a polo You know, you could set this song as your ringtone Lord of the ring-ring, you could be Frodo Gimli I'mma take this rhythm, man, and smoke it like a chimney I'm a punk rocker, sucker, no, I'm not an indie Kiddie with a Bindi Yes, I will be in the shed taking my meds I slice up beats like a knife through bread When I go bowling I use decapitated heads I lose brains in the lanes so they call me miss-a-lane-eous I'm the type of kid who makes cotton wool dangerous [Chorus] I'm trying hard not to lose my mind, woah-oi I see stars when I close my eyes, woah-oi I try to keep this beast inside, woah-oi But I'm close to the edge and I might lose my head so I guess you better hide [Verse 2] My style is manic, close to the boil, volcanic I watch so much Scarface, I think I'm Hispanic Okay! Don't make me get loco on you, ese Putos! I bust a cap, watch me get messy Mentos and coke, I'm about to explode I'm so open-minded that my eyes can't close Doctor, doctor, give me some smiles A twenty pack of Valium, numb for a while Flow like the Nile, evil crocodile I've got the local zoo saved on speed dial Funky, I spent a bit of time with the monkeys I gave one a Valium, now he's a junkie Humpty Dumpty - he fell down All the king's horses were stumped somehow Hmm, of course all the horses were stumped Horses don't even have opposable thumbs [Chorus] I'm trying hard not to lose my mind, woah-oi I see stars when I close my eyes, woah-oi I try to keep this beast inside, woah-oi But I'm close to the edge and I might lose my head so I guess you better hide [Verse 3] My teeth start juttering, I'm stuttering, buttering words like Flora Edible, spreadable, style glow like Aurora Northern light ignite the night tonight Excite the mic, right like a viper bite It's just my venom, It's Ren and my lucky number; seven I don't follow fashion, so I'm wearing double denim Mel Gibson crazy, my mind's a lethal weapon Got kicked out the fruit store for grabbing a girl's melons Said "Get 'em", with a baseball bat type force or a harpoon I'm knocking you for six When I hit with the beat, with a bang, with a boom I'mma fly right out of this room, I'mma take off to the moon I'mma rip when I spit when I bite my lip And I'm sick when I bust a move Like, yes sir! I'mma take this microphone and make some acapella Music for your eardrums, it's vocal architecture Stack it up like bricks, yes, I'm stacking up that texture I bring the vibes right into the sector [Chorus] I'm trying hard not to lose my mind, woah-oi I see stars when I close my eyes, woah-oh-oh-oi I try to keep this beast inside, woah-oi But I'm close to the edge and I might lose my head so I guess you better hide [Outro] La-la La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la, la La-la, la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la, ah-la-la La-la, la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la, la La, la-la-la-la-la