A Little Fucked Up

[Verse 1: Monoxide] I know you hate it Butcher knife is serrated Ever since second grade I've been murder infatuated, morbidly fascinated So keeping me medicated is prolly the only way That I'm ever safe to come play with Hard to understand like I'm speaking another language To people who never wrapped up a body inside a blanket And heave it into a river with heavy shit That'll take it to the bottom I'm telling y'all Hang with the downtrodden And causing your town problems I'm feeding your broad condoms Full of my cum squadrons Come from a long column of wrong So please don't be surprised when you see what my chain saw Addicted to getting brain from dumb broads with smart mouths And keep away from them bumb froads that go all out And I'm rap's equivalent to a chemical fallout And I'm only here to let the demon dogs out [Hook] I'm a little... I'm a little bit fucked up in the head I'm little... I'm a little... I'm a little bit fucked up in the head [Verse 2: Jamie Madrox] Who wanna see they skulls outside of they face? Tuck they tongue inward just to see how they soul tastes Fingers through they temples, touching brains as they meditate In a cannibalistic, pessimistic, zombie-like state Overcome by night and infected by the sickness My mind's lights out, total darkness - it brings the wicked Like a soul weaver, weaving in and out of consciousness Like a nightmare you can't contain in your sleep, so picture this In a room full of blood, a headless body on the wall Is it your body? Where's your head? It must be down the hall, is it tangled in intestines? Screaming and trying to reconnect In hopes of reanimating a head to a severed neck I'm a madman, ink blots look like malice and havoc A couple buckles short of my straightjacket I'm manic depressant - in an essence, I'm fucked up Can't blast images that appear, and the voices never stop Even when I cover my ears [Hook] [Verse 3: Jamie Madrox] I never said that I was sane Something inside my brain got me crazy Fuck, call me deranged Fuck, label me weird and strange There's a thousand voices that say I should take my broken mind and maybe just do away with it Fuck it, give me another minute I'll be laughing, making a casket, laying my ass in it, so Fuck it, forget it, I've already made it and laid in it And nothing's different, my head keeps spinning and I keep grinning [Verse 4: Monoxide] Cuz I'm a lunatic laughing Right from the beginning all the way to the nuthouse I be the opposite of winning but right now I'm only here to kidnap women and children And turn the lights out I'm giving a hundred degrees of insanity, please Go get your kids and your wife out It's only seconds until I go get the knives out And I told you I'm a couple bulbs short up in my lighthouse [Hook]