Artist: tech n9ne
Song: strange
Album: The Worst
Year: 2000
[Intro]
The strangest, straight derangest, Strange (strawn-jay), Strange
Uh, MidWest Side, hit that bombay
[Verse 1]
Lets get it on, raps new phenomenon
Hitt'em up with the flipers
And rupture your dome
Me calm down, never you say me song sound like Butt?
You say I'm washed up? Nigga what, what, what!?
This is when I kick kick it with this rhythmic-syphilis
Fuck dem 9 rhymes, make 'em go blind every time
On that cannabis, and it is not for the mini mind
But the mind of a gauge high
On stage 'cause minimum wage had me in a maximum rage
Page masta scrap, the velosoraptor of rap
See me, come tight like a pig in a bikini
Please! All emcees know I be on my Q's and P's
Even Run-D.M.C. Im a deadly disease
High voltage, just take a look at the psychosis
Deranged I claimed the man's plain... Atrocious
Flows be constant, I rock from here to Wisconsin
My killer flow makes me jerk my Johnson
[Chorus]
He's strange and I like it.
He's strange,(all day all night) just the way he is
(Uh, like this) Tecca Nina Tecca Nina,(wassup?) why you so damn psycho?
(Couldn't tell ya baby, I'm makin rella baby, flippin' hella baby)
(Ask your nearest fortune teller baby Stran-ge)
[Verse 2]
Mushroom headed keeps me prophetic,
But that slow motion makes me see life like a movie
The bombay brother with the ganja stick
It'll get you stuck if you let
Calm me, but no calming aron dante
Just call me the strange or Stran-ge bombay
Distinguishing the kcuf from tihs
From hip hop comes this
Apocaflypse got control of your hips
A
Its beautimous, hella rap metamorphasis
MC corpsesis around me
They found me jacuzzin with my sorceresses
Fire up the vega and get blowed
And roll to a spot with Biancs
Then bust hoes in their olds
So different they wanna kill me like they killed Bruce Lee
What? On the set, no shet
Saw my Bianc with bagets
MidWest flex flows, likes to sex those
Little wet flesh holes, insane brain frames
Never that plane Jane
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
I can give myself a C-section
With a rusty jagged weapon
Bungee wit 100 feet of slack
In front of my kids with no discretion
Strange days like Juliet Lewis and Angela Bassett off in a casket
Trippin with the 9
Get your mind blown like a head gasket
Mizzery's in the house for the '99 shot
Futuristic ladies love me a whole whole lot
When demons try to do me jew
They know they wicked
So I bust 'em if you aint down with 3DQ
Who be you!?!
Neena Tech, respect, MidWest Side
For life, grab a mic, and hurt you like a LaBianca murder
The soundlab got my microchip screwed
Ah shit malfunction backwords, tihs kcuf uoy mub, now I'm cool
Pain givers, slang spitters, hang niggas, insane figures
no shame aim triggas, lame brain splitters, vein slitter, gang critters
Dame hitters, Wayne livers, narcotical strange nigga!
[Chorus]