Mentally Mad
[ced] with the power ammunition
[kool] bombs and hand grenades
[ced] are concealed
[kool] to blow your ? up
[ced] distort your blood vessels
[both] with treble, dissolvin human skin
Into liquid, flaming acid
As we enter your skull, cause we're mental
Mentally mad!
[ced] aiyyo keith, i know you tired of all this
("i'm tryin to tell you now!")
But tell me son, how mentally deranged are you?
[kool keith]
I'm like a sniper, when unloadin my gun
I got the suckers paranoid and they're on the run
To the next corner, while i shoot up a forest
Out of nowhere, bullets coming your way
Just duck, grab your girl and sway
I'm aimin, i'm searchin for the brain
That i need to destruct any lyric combined
As well as designed
To behold, and tell the untold
I'm crazy, destructive any radical
I love static, i got a automatic
If a sucker don't believe, touch my pocket
Padding, just feel the steel barrel
Please look out, and watch your next cookout
While i stake out, and find a person to rust
Cause i'm mental, mentally mad!
[ced gee]
Just like a timebomb, i blow up your arm
Alarm -- check it
And when a sucker ask to battle me, i'm very calm
Manipulated plans, to blow away you germs
A term, that i use like glue
To confuse, plus move you
More and more, to the level of a black hole
In space, as i, proceed to erase
And alleviate, furthermore dictate, my pace
Of pressure, which crush the human skull
Into mess, there's no contest
I'm ?, and nevertheless i'm mental
Mentally mad!
I'm mental!
Son, i'm mentally mad!
Mental!
Mentally mad!
[kool keith]
Well i'm a revolutionist, with skills to malcolm x
To improve my intellect, while another man checks
My information, relayed identity
I'm john doe, and far for him to see
I'm known as terrorist, well armed and dangerous
I run committees, connect cities to cities
And overseas, i'm movin quick as a breeze
Into a meeting, with flame i will be heating
Up the booby trap, while suckers take naps
And go to sleep, i'ma sneak up and peep
Like a tom, i'm here to blow up your arm
With a rifle, me, i'm more trifle
I should be towers, call me the eiffel in paris
London, even rome
I won't quit til i break off your dome
Cause i'm mental, mentally mad!
Mental!
Mentally mad!
Mental!
Mentally mad!
Mental!
Mentally mad!
Mentally mad! mentally mad! mentally mad!
Mentally mad! mentally mad! .. *fades*
song performed by by Ultramagnetic Mc's
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The difference between a healthy person and one who is mentally ill is the fact that the healthy one has all the mental illnesses, and the mentally ill person has only one.
quote by Robert Musil
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A Most Famous I Am Poem
The most famous 'I Am' poem came from the pen of John Clare
When in Northampton mental asylum his type of person rare
Since when mentally unwell his best poems he did pen
One of the most amazing in his time of literary men.
The most famous 'I Am' poem of self does not boast
From the pen of one who to self never drunk a toast
A poor and mentally ill and near forgotten man
One close to the end of his tragic life span.
The most famous 'I Am' poem to it has a sad ring
'Tis not of the wonderful life it does sing
Now used as the anthem poem of the mentally ill
The most famous 'I Am' poem life's cup of dark sorrows does fill.
The most famous 'I Am' poem not a great song of life
But of one who had struggled with his inner strife
From the heart of a poor poet a cry of despair
The most famous 'I Am' poem from the pen of John Clare.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Extremely Rude
I have nothing against those mentally challenged.
I experience being challenged mentally on a daily basis,
Myself.
And accepting invitations to participate,
Is not on my top ten wish list.
Although,
It seems I am solicited regardless of my wishes.
And my only defense I use is to offend...
Someone who perceives,
My defense mechanisms beg for their ignorance.
With a showing of my disrespect they ask from me,
And I am made to feel obliged to deliver...
What they request from me and they get.
Since to ignore them,
Feeds the giving of their agitation.
'You are extremely rude.'
I find that to be a coincidence.
Since my rudeness would have never been shown,
If you had not insisted upon its appearance.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Go Mental
Out of the hospital out against my will
Life is so beautiful Ive gone mental
Mental mental
Ive killed my family they thought I was an oddity
Life is so beautiful I am a vegetable
Mental mental
Ive gone mental Ive gone mental
Staring at my goldfish bowl popping phenobarbitol
Life is so beautiful Ive gone mental mental mental
Sitting on my window sill life is so beautiful
Ive become irrational Ive gone mental
Mental mental Ive gone mental
song performed by by Ramones
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Losing All Sanity
Trying to make it.
trying not mentally break.
every direction i go.
its always a no.
one day im gonna blow.
Can i be a skit z?
can i be crazy?
when push comes to shove i will go nuts.
but only if defending those i love.
yeah i feel resentment but it doesn't bring me to my knees.
at least not yet. signed with a feeling of blood soaked regret.
I'm just trying make it. cant you see that.
but still i don't know i can take it.
denial after denial and not even an ounce sympathy.
not that i desire pity. but come on if you please.
I know theirs is nothing wrong with me.
except maybe a loss of dignity.
even i can't deny it.
for thiers is a dark stain on my heart.
will i forever marked?
a tortured soul.
Yet i feel as if im always in control.
Is the world truly mine to take?
Or will i continue on my path of mistakes.
I'm just trying to make it.
if someone would help me.
feeling kinda of desperate.
feeling kinda lonely.
oh oh oh yeah yeah yeah god must really hate me ha ha.
what was i ever even thinking.
Maybe i was mentally breaking
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Age
People
Older to me think
I am still young
People
Younger to me think
I am become old
People
Of my age think
We are not very young
Not very old
Age does not matter
Age is in mind
Age is in thoughts
Which age does?
People talk about
Physically one may age
Mentally
One may remain young
Forget thinking of age
Be a child
Play and laugh
As much as you can
Age physically
Mentally remain young
poem by Nirantar Dr.Rajendra Tela
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What school is to me
Prision,
Time wasting,
Life taking,
Life changing (bad way) ,
Bully hotspot,
Boring,
Unfun,
A place,
Where we are seperated,
By groups,
Of mental disorders,
Anger problems,
Popularity,
And more.
School is,
Stupid,
And there should be,
A school for the,
Mentally changelled.
This is just my opinion.
poem by Dragon Crenshaw
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Frustrated Again
Muir-Trujillo-
Frustrated again! (4x)
Destroy my vision - mental collision. The purpose
fading - you keep me waiting
Like stuck in traffic - my thoughts go static again
Frustrated again! (4x)
Start with lying - there's no denying. My mind starts
slippin' - mentally trippin'
Your apathy - comes right back to me
Frustrated again! (4x)
(lead)
Frustrated again! (2x)
Your rationale - don't understand how. Lose
concentration - find more frustration
Learned no lesson - but you keep messin' with me
Frustrated again
song performed by by Infectious Grooves
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Yes, I Said Possessed
I can be lofty and mentally detached.
But with you?
I find no need for that.
I only want to be for you accessible.
Direct and possessed without being excessive.
I can be intelligent.
Or silly without making a bit of sense.
If I choose to do it.
And as long as you accept that,
As a part of me I do not have to prove.
I just want to be me with you that's all.
To role play is outdated.
And I don't know how to be fake.
But if I find you masquerading...
I too can be two faced.
I can be lofty and mentally detached.
But with you?
I find no need for that.
I only want to be for you accessible.
Direct and possessed without being excessive.
Yes.
I said possessed.
With a doing for each other,
The only way we know best.
Yes, I said possessed.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Simple Person
and when you’re a child, you learn so much
of ‘grown-up’ life, of ‘grown-up’ values –
by the tone of voice
in which they say things
my mother, saying of a particular person
whom I’d never met – or if I had,
would not have known what to make of them –
‘She’s a simple person’
and the tone of voice with which she said this
was full of compassion, without a touch of criticism:
it meant, she has no mind with which to make complexity.
Not a hint there of some label like mentally challenged,
or mentally under-privileged;
rather, the purity of a soul untrammelled;
indeed, a state of grace
for in her day, the honourable poor
looked after, were at one with their simpler kin;
while free to honour the skilled and fortunate
and I listening, wondered if I could rise to life’s challenges
as a simple person.
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Am I Crazy?
This is a poem that for me elaborates a little about the thought-provoking word ‘crazy’.
Blah, Blah, Blah, the Blah!
Blah, Blah, Blah, the Blah!
Stop!
They all look at me
With words spelling ‘Crazy’
Stop! Stop! Stop! Am I crazy?
I forever rant my thoughts to my daisy,
She stands in a vase all day playing lazy
Stop! Does this make me crazy?
Blah, Blah, Blah, the Blah!
Blah, Blah, Blah, the Blah!
An adult who still sleeps fondly with a doll
Is usually described ‘a screwball’
Stop! So am I crazy?
So what is crazy?
Talking to yourself alone on the day bus
Walking the street naked without a just cause
Sleeping under your bed daily without giving a toss
Speaking to the mirror, stating you are the boss
shitting in public, wondering why they are making such a fuss
Walking and talking like a man, instead of a lady
This poem is crazy
Stop! So am I crazy?
Blah, Blah, Blah, the Blah!
Blah, Blah, Blah, the Blah!
Ranting away in my new mental home
Doctors have labeled me half-baked
Simply because of a normal mistake
I stopped acting normal
First lost all my pals, labeling me ‘Animal’
When I’m only a meat and fish cannibal
I'm accused of being mentally deranged
Because I shouted in the supermarket
as I was dollar short-changed
They say I’m mentally unstable
Pump me up daily with drugs
While tied to the bed with crazy cables
Now who is the vicious thug?
But my thoughts are still perfectly capable
Of comprehending the new meaning of crazy
What is normal?
What is crazy?
How are we so damn sure, normal is not crazy?
Blah, Blah, Blah, the Blah!
Blah, Blah, Blah, the Blah!
Stop! Stop! Stop! Am I crazy?
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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Born
He did his schooling
When I was not even
Born.
He passed his graduation
When I was just born!
He came to this world
Much before I was born.
Yet when he writes,
Every poesy of his
Smiles with the innocence
Of a new-born!
With every poetry,
He dons a new birth
And exudes the freshness
Of a baby born!
It's true
Mental age
Has nothing to do
With chronological age.
Physically,
He may be
Old and fragile.
But mentally,
He's strong and agile.
Mind in action like
The stormy gale -
Raining poems on us
Like sleet and hail...! !
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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I Think You Dropped Something
Is it possible to get even more,
Flagrantly fragmented?
Is it?
Is it not clear enough or obvious,
An inconsistency is so prevalent...
Those once hooked and addicted to drugs,
Are now getting their minds much higher...
On what is going on around them,
They are no longer seeking for escapes...
To mentally drift away.
Not today!
They can experience total disbelief,
Without the aid of mental stimulants...
Just by walking along any street,
Urban or suburban...
To see people who are further out of their minds,
Than any narcotic they have 'ever' tripped on.
'Excuse me,
But I think you dropped something.
It looks like a bag of weed.'
~Trust me.
I didn't accidently dropp it.
If you want it,
There it is.~
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Telepathy
Chorus: telepathy
For you and me,
We can be
A unity.
It threads right through the airways,
On a long magnetic tube,
Then joins into your brainwaves,
Sees everything you do,
It is no science or miracle,
There is no place to hide,
Oh, when we have telepathy,
There will be no more lies.
Chorus: telepathy
For you and me,
We can be
A unity.
Project electric fibres from your mind to the sky,
Direct it to a martian,
And tell him why you cry,
Or send it to the childrern on earth,
They have no one,
And alter your telepathy into magnetic sun.
Chorus: telepathy
For you and me,
We can be
A unity.
Mentally,
Telepathy,
We can be
A unity.
Feel my thoughts,
Guide and surround you,
Free your sorrow,
Feed your soul,
Heal tommorow,
No more shadows.
Chorus: telepathy
For you and me,
We can be
A unity.
Mentally,
Telepathy,
We can be
A unity.
song performed by by Kinks
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Mc's Ultra Part 2
[kool keith]
I have a mystical style, combined with common data
If a sucker can't catch it, to me, it doesn't matter
A fact, equivalent, to a stupid mc
I'm greater -- than the rest of them
I'ma smack every duck and beat the best of them
Til they die, and i'm tellin no lie
By a native warrior, from the bronx, cooley high
As my rhymes get tougher mc's all suffer
From the consequence, and all elegance
Your girl's on my jock and it don't make sense at all
Because we're havin a ball
Takin out all suckers, ??
Cause you got too many, to find your big group
And get paid, and try to be like me
Not another sucker duck punk toy mc
Cause we're.. "ultra"
[ced gee]
Check it
Come one, come all, we can all have a ball
Mad cristal, so son dance til you fall
Ultramag, the original bag
From "poppa large," to "mentally mad"
We keep heads fiendin
Fat beats for life son, keep heads leanin
And mad knottin
Just like picasso, see i got so
Many, dollars, i make you holler
Oooh, ced gee
Back to please, we spit the mad hits
Always legit, from bronx to harlem
Cairo, egypt, brooklyn new york
L.a. to st. lou', miami and houston
Philly too
We rock the mad ghettoes, lace the drum pads
Bless the pedal, go acapello
We got the flav
The grooves we think about, my man spaceman plays
Cause we're.. "ultra" {magnetic}
Uhh, check it "ultra" {magnetic}
Yeah, feel it, uhh "ultra" {magnetic}
Yeah, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon "ultra" {magnetic}
Moe love..
Uhh.. "ultra"
Moe love..
{magnetic}
Moe love..
"ultra"
Moe love..
{magnetic}
Yeah "ultra" c'mon
{magnetic} ah kool keith
[kool keith]
Well i'm amazing, more or less fantastic
I'm like steel, others are plastic
That try, to deny my emininence
Thoughts emphasized
Above the unusual pattern
Rearranged in a rhyme, but sometimes
I don't, and i won't, but keeping up the pace
As the bass kicks
At a positive height, excelling
To a higher degree, of mathematical
Irrelevant terms, germs, just stop
Release the mic -- put it on the stand
Step back while i overreact and have a flashback
Break inside your brain
And take a part that you don't use - then abuse it
Throw it up and down, then confuse it
Leaving out of control, your memory
By the wizard kool keith, advancing energy
Cause we're..
[ced gee]
Yeah "ultra" feel it {magnetic}
C'mon "ultra" uhh {magnetic}
Hah "ultra" yeah {magnetic}
Remix "ultra" yeah {magnetic} feel it
Uhh "ultra" one time
Uhh "ultra" yes, yes, to ced gee
"ultra" {magnetic} uhh..
"ultra" {magnetic} c'mon.. yeah..
"ultra" {magnetic} check it..
"ultra" {magnetic}
Check it
I'm quite intelligent, smart invincible
Like a professor son, with a high iq
The things i do, keep you confused
Refuse to lose, make you feel the blues
Touch your sole son, yes you choose
New shoes, so whatchu do
Step right up and through, and over the threshold
We make it special, like ed, that's what i said
I'm on the rise, majestic
Parallel sequence, protected
And copywritten, no sex case like mark whitten
So what are you kidding?
I love honies with mad hips, and fake lips
I make them drip
Like running water, so hide your daughter
And that's an order, from ced gee
Cause i'm.. down with..
Yeah "ultra" uhh {magnetic} feel it
Yeah "ultra" c'mon {magnetic}
And you say new york city
The sounds you are about to hear.. uhh
Get funky!
*ad libs to end*
song performed by by Ultramagnetic Mc's
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Booby Trap
perfect beauty
from toronto
new attraction
or some heartthrob
was it all just a deathtrap,
pulled me in and then shut snaps? stupid.
did it make you
come to get me?
or am i just
going mental?
i am not a pushover.
how did i get run over? stupid.
play like a lil bitty boy. (play on)
with your grubbery toy (play on)
oh, its just a matter time (play on)
till the day im gonna get mine.
i am not a
play like
did it make you
come to get me?
or am i just
going mental? (going mental)
or am i just (or am i just)
going mental? (going mental)
or am i just (or am i just)
going mental? (going mental)
(or am i just)
(going mental)
(or am i just)
(going mental)
i am not
song performed by by Weezer
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I was attached to an open womb
I was to attached to an open womb! !
I kinda didn't know my role
I just didn't know how to disconnect my self from an open womb. I can see the hurt, I can see the pain, I thought if I could aid to treat what I see it would've been about his healing process and repositioning his thinking. I was told so many things in thee beginning about ones up bringing, how there mom abused, and misused her children and wasn't the best mom she could've been. He told me she did this, and that! and when I tried to leaned hand to help him he would smack my hand I had to pull it back, but mentally he was drive me insane often. Crying aloud that i need some help! ! ! ! ! But didn't get it he never because of the trust issue that he had to experience and I tried to be there for him as a good friend to help him. But he became so wombed that a band aide became his clothing while he was left up treated, mentally and physically because he was addicted to his experiences.
poem by Clarence Williams
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Deepness In The Throat
Like a deepness in your throat
I'm here to make you choke.
A miss step to the abiding course
Scream of the divorce of those of fantasy and the real.
No concept is ever a far cry from the from the truth.
Of the abused
Mentally used
Confused
Bitter
Sour
Anger
Ha te
In everything we relate
So do not agitate
Look at yourself making so many miscalculations
In your proclamations
As am I
We speak, we learn
We follow through
Like an oppression upon the chest
Looky their its sitting on that shelf
Just reach for it.
Like a deepness in your throat
I'm here to make you choke.
A miss step to the abiding course
Scream of the divorce of those of fantasy and the real.
No concept is ever a far cry from the from the truth.
Of the abused
Mentally used
Confused
Bitter
Sour
Anger
Ha te
In everything we relate
So do not agitate
Bang bang the drugs take effect
Are you hallucinating yet.
Don't fret
You'll be soon enough
Think you got it rough
Come on now be tough
Stand up for yourself
Emotional distrust
Like a deepness in your throat
I'm here to make you choke.
A miss step to the abiding course
Scream of the divorce of those of fantasy and the real.
No concept is ever a far cry from the from the truth.
Of the abused
Mentally used
Confused
Bitter
Sour
Anger
Ha te
In everything we relate
So do not agitate
Investigate that of what will be
Please stand before me
Tell your stories
They are not so far reaching
Am I the soul you have been needing
Well here you go
Here I am
Like a deepness in your throat
I'm here to make you choke.
A miss step to the abiding course
Scream of the divorce of those of fantasy and the real.
No concept is ever a far cry from the from the truth.
Of the abused
Mentally used
Confused
Bitter
Sour
Anger
Ha te
In everything we relate
So do not agitate
Like the victim
Always like the victim
I say just listen
We all feel the same
If I can only take away a little bit of the pain
Trying to make myself sane
With a lonely complaint
I'm no saint
I'm no god
I just say what's comes from my heart
Like it or not
Like a deepness in your throat
I'm here to make you choke.
A miss step to the abiding course
Scream of the divorce of those of fantasy and the real.
No concept is ever a far cry from the from the truth.
Of the abused
Mentally used
Confused
Bitter
Sour
Anger
Ha te
In everything we relate
So do not agitate
Memories of nightmares and dreams
From the clouds mine only can be found
If only for one dance
I'll tell you
I'll promise you
The world before the sunrise
Look into my deep brown eyes
Tell me they lie
Maybe your right
But not tonight.
Like a deepness in your throat
I'm here to make you choke.
A miss step to the abiding course
Scream of the divorce of those of fantasy and the real.
No concept is ever a far cry from the from the truth.
Of the abused
Mentally used
Confused
Bitter
Sour
Anger
Ha te
In everything we relate
So do not agitate
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Life span curtailed
Comforts promote inactivity [physical].
Inactivity promotes heart attack.
Comforts promote activity [mental].
It in turn over long run brings heart attack.
Prosperity targets hearts [corporal].
Poverty touches hearts [mentally].
25.09.2009
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Wadsworth
In the darkness of the night i will look for you my love,
In the brightness of the day i will sing for you my love,
And like the preliminary choices of my nakedness to you!
But try to learn how to live in peace with others.
So much for soliloquies,
But the procedure itself is a lot like an anecdote!
However, not everybody is wise enough on this earth to lead you on,
But try to learn how to live in peace with others.
Unliveable premises!
And from birth to death;
But rehearsing my mental mentally won't mean anything to you,
And like a support of love to move us along the paths of life.
Wadsworth! !
The dissipation of glamour depends on illuminated thinking;
But the colour of my skin is what you see!
However, try to learn how to live in peace with the people around you.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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