Ren - Loco Lyrics

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Loco Lyrics Ren

My style is loco

Yoko Ono manic vocal

I'm not your uncle, I'm anty-social

Postal, danger to the world I've gone global

Schizophrenic menace, put myself in a chokehold

Ho-ho, yeah bro I'm 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'm a take this rhythm man and smoke it like a chimney

I'm a punk rocker sucker, no I'm not an indie kiddy 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

I see stars when I close my eyes, whoa

I try to keep this beast inside, whoa

But I'm close to the edge and I might lose my head

So I guess you better hide

My style is manic

Close to the boil volcanic

I watched so much scar face I think I'm Hispanic

Okay!

Don't make me get loco on you essay!

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

All the king's horses were stumped somehow

Hmm of course all the horses were stumped

Horses don't even have opposable thumbs

I'm trying hard not to lose my mind, whoa

I see stars when I close my eyes, whoa

I try to keep this beast inside, whoa

But I'm close to the edge and I might lose my head

So I guess you better hide

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 numbers 7

I don't follow fashion so I'm wearing double denim

Mel Gibson crazy - my minds 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 a beat, with a bang, with a boom

I'm a fly right out this room, I'm a take off to the moon

I'm a rip when I spit when I bite my lip and I'm sick when I bust a move like yes sir!

I'm a take this microphone and make some acappella

Music for your ear drums it's vocal architecture

Stacking up like bricks yes I'm stacking up the texture

I bring the vibes right into the sector

I'm trying hard not to lose my mind, whoa

I see stars when I close my eyes, whoa

I try to keep this beast inside, whoa

But I'm close to the edge and I might lose my head

So I guess you better hide

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