[Mr. Bones]  Depending on the weather, or whether or not I bust you with these lyrics  The rhythm is imbedded in the bass drum, can you feel it?  Nod your head so I know you're down with me  When I'm spitting and preaching on my philosophy  Can I begin with a fuck you  To all of you  Mothafuckers talking shit about me and and my fucking crew  My mind's in space like an astronaut  I'm weighing in a little bigger than a mothafucking juggarnaut  I'm on the edge, down to fold ya  Like a soldier  I'm crazier than Ray Liotta  I thought I told ya  Now I'm here  To paint my lyrics on your ear drums  Your brain is the canvas  Cannibus  I smoke some  Get dome  Ill is my mindstate  I demonstrate  Performance and skills derived from my lyrical traits  I pack the formula to styles like a chemist  Balancing the chemicals and imbreed pecimisst  My appearal, black hat, black shirt  Getting more pussy than Captain Kirk  My fame comes and goes like the threat of war  Ready the troops, feel the wrath of my sword  My tongue cuts your mind with the depth of a razor  Picking off the target with the infrared laser  Breakdown, because I'm ticking like a time bomb  Paranoid, schizophrenic, nervous, never calm  I feel the tension of life, no other way to relieve  Unless I stop for a second and I breathe....    [Chorus]  See how it sounds, a little unrational  See how it sounds, a little unrational  See how it sounds, a little unrational  A lot of MC's like to use the word dramatical    [Mr. Bones]  Another dimension  I never hesitate to mention  About the Retro Horror Music plus the brain dead;   it causes tension  Inside of my mind because I'm blind to the facts  Of the truth  Troubled times equal pain in a nigga's youth  Shoot  On my boot  For a needle in my vein  Feel the shockwaves travel straight to my brain  And I might be tripping up off the flashbacks  Pessimistic rhyme  Plus the mind  Causes heart attacks  Artifacts  Covered with dirt  In the ground is the bones  Fossils of the past  Follow the path to my haunted home  Once again it's on  Cause I come back from the grave  Diobolical mind in '96, I'm on the rave  Can you contain the metamorphosis of evolution  Eardrums pounding from my loud noise pollution  Confusion  I got more power than Ultraman  and Shazzam  Dramatical  Yes, I'm unrational    [Chorus]  See how it sounds, a little unrational  See how it sounds, a little unrational  See how it sounds...    [Mr. Bones]  Motivated by the rhythm  To bring life to the instrumental  Taking my abstract sound to another level  And bringin' forth the lyrics that you can't fuck with  And if you smell something stanking, that's me,   cause I'm the shit  Check the hit  A lyricist is my profile  Leaving suckas stanking while I'm stepping in the meanwhile  No smile  Because I'm known to be able  This wicked  Pass me the microphone and watch me kick it  As I dazzle the crowd and compile the rage  With the speed and agility of a hurricane  I'm the man, you know that I'm dramatical  Peep this shit, yo, the tune is unrational    [Chorus]  A lot of MC's like to use the word dramatical  See how it sounds, a little unrational  See how it sounds, a little unrational  See how it sounds, a little unrational  A lot of MC's like to use the word dramatical  See how it sounds, a little unrational  See how it sounds, a little unrational  See how it sounds, a little unrational  A lot of MC's like to use the word dramatical