Luyện nghe bài hát Strange

The strangest, straight

(Strawn Jay)

Uh, Midwest side, hit Bombay

get it on, raps new phenomenon
Hit 'em up with the and rupture your dome
Me calm down, never you say me song sound butt
You say, I'm washed up? Nigga, what, what,

This is when I kick, kick it with this syphilis
Fuck dem 9 rhymes, 'em go blind every time
On that and it is not for the mini mind
But the mind of a high

On stage 'cause minimum wage had me in a rage
Page scrap, the velosoraptor of rap
See me, come like a pig in a bikini
Please, all know I be on my Q's and P's

Run D.M.C., I'm a deadly disease
High voltage, take a look at the psychosis
Deranged, I claimed the man's plain
Flows be constant, I from here to Wisconsin
My killer flow makes me jerk my

He's and I like it
strange
(All day all night)
the way he is
(Uh, this)

Nina, Tecca Nina
(Wassup?)
Why you so psycho?
(Couldn't tell ya baby, I'm makin' baby, flippin' hella baby)
(Ask your nearest teller, baby, strange)

Mushroom headed me prophetic
But that motion makes me see life like a movie
The Bombay brother with the stick
It'll get you if you let

Calm me, but no calming Aron
Just call me the or strange Bombay
Distinguishing the kcuf from
From hip hop comes

Apocalypse got of your hips
A, beautimous, hella rap metamorphosis
MC around me
They found me with my sorceresses

Fire up the Vega and get
And roll to a with Biancs
Then bust hoes in their
So different they wanna kill me they killed Bruce Lee

What? On the set, no
Saw my Bianc bagets
flex flows, likes to sex those
Little wet flesh holes, insane brain
that plane Jane

He's and I like it
strange
(All day all night)
the way he is
(Uh, this)

Nina, Tecca Nina
(Wassup?)
Why you so damn
(Couldn't ya baby, I'm makin' rella baby, flippin' hella baby)
(Ask your fortune teller, baby, strange)

I can give myself a
a rusty jagged weapon
Bungee wit 100 feet of
In front of my kids no discretion

Strange days like Lewis
And Basset off in a casket
with the 9
Get mind blown like a head gasket

in the house for the '99 shot
Futuristic love me a whole whole lot
When try to do me Jew
They know they

So I bust 'em if you ain't down 3DQ
Who be you? Nina Tech, respect, Side
For life, a mic, and hurt you like a La' Bianca murder
The sound lab got my microchip

Ah shit, back words, this, kcuf, uoy, mub, now I'm cool
Pain givers, slang spitters, niggas, insane figures
No aim triggas, lame brain splitters, vein slitter, gang critters
hitters, Wayne livers, narcotical strange nigga

He's and I like it
He's
(All day all night)
the way he is
(Uh, this)

Tecca Nina, Tecca
(Wassup?)
Why you so damn
(Couldn't tell ya baby, I'm rella baby, flippin' hella baby)
(Ask nearest fortune teller, baby, strange)