Are you enjoying that?
  Just shut the fuck up and sit and watch!
    I comes like BLAM! AHH! All up in your face
  To give you mothafuckas a taste
  Of whatever I'm kickin'
  Damn, the shit is finger-lickin'
  Like the pussy attached to the bitch I'm stickin'
  Flickin'
  The cunt-ilingous real tough
  'Cause I wear a pair of thighs like some mothafuckin'
  ear muffs
  Lick it up
  Because I gets to the point
  Sit back, relax, and smoke a fuckin' 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 shit 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 shit 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 ass 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 shit is kinda deep like Atlantis
  Mothafuckas nowadays be actin' scandulous
  But fuck em', and fuck you too if you down wit' em' I aim to split em'
  And eat they ass 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 shit 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 shit 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 shit 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 fuck every last muthafucka out there that wanna talk shit
  I give a fuck not what you think
  I'm down to blast your ass everytime you blink
  So think
  Sucka
  Mothafucka
  You besta back up
  Before I crack up
  And nut-up
  And fuck yo' ass 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 shit 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 shit 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 shit 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 shit 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....