intro
You ain't ever seen anyone as crazy as me
leap and see how heavy it is to be shady with me

Verse 1
I'm armed with two barrels, few arrows and plenty of clips
to blaze though ghettos of pharoahs, rebels and envious clits
cause piss you be, you shit to me, history like ancient scripts
razors, knives, shave through lives once my patience slips
understand i'm mentally ill and ready to kill, so keep petallin'
cause medicine won't settle in the hell within for medallin
quick to seat ya' and great ya, hit ya preacha' with scriptures that
split ya knee caps and breach ya teacha' so picture that
take a shot and develop, it's about to get hella better
once i start propeller and set a veretta to shred up ya' set up
cause i place two fingers in the air and give you a fuck!
with duck tape in my pocket to make sure you shut the fuck up!

hook x2
Cause i'm mentally ill
never gave a fuck
six hits, two pills
just ain't enough
just to get high enough to stop being crazy
Ill Technique, mothafuckin devil's will praise me

Verse 2
I piss in bottles and play while i swallow grenades
thoughts like aerostotle, style like hollows with names
touble may soar, so i roam with a double edge sword
were the humble can roar, swipe before you ask me what for
cause i swipe mics, fights dikes with knifes on hike bikes
and leave blood on your hair to give you, ya career's highlights
see the one homie who's no phonie, stoned and roams lonely
come home horny and owns sony once he blows fourty
cause no matter the weather i sever whoever been betta
set up the stage and engage in a heavy vendetta
i'll run in ya front lawn with guns drawn, aimin to shoot
wrestle you, you move my hand so it goes in ya foot
cause it ain't friendly or nice once i get heavy with knives
and press in the nine, see you can never get as shady as mine

hook x2
Cause i'm mentally ill
never gave a fuck
six hits, two pills
just ain't enough
just to get high enough to stop being crazy
ill Technique, mothafuckin devil's will praise me