Luyện nghe bài hát Strange

The strangest, straight

(Strawn Jay)

Uh, side, hit that Bombay

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

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

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

Even Run D.M.C., I'm a deadly
voltage, just take a look at the psychosis
Deranged, I claimed the man's atrocious
Flows be constant, I rock from to Wisconsin
My flow makes me jerk my Johnson

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

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

Mushroom headed me prophetic
But that slow makes me see life like a movie
The Bombay brother with the ganja
get you stuck if you let

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

Apocalypse got control of your
A, it's beautimous, rap metamorphosis
MC corpsesis me
They found me with my sorceresses

up the Vega and get blowed
And roll to a spot Biancs
Then bust hoes in olds
So different wanna kill me like they killed Bruce Lee

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

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

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

I can give a C-section
With a rusty jagged
Bungee wit 100 feet of
In of my kids with no discretion

Strange days Juliet Lewis
And Angela Basset off in a
with the 9
Get your mind blown like a gasket

Mizzery's in the house for the '99
Futuristic ladies love me a whole lot
demons try to do me Jew
They they wicked

So I 'em if you ain't down with 3DQ
Who be Nina Tech, respect, Midwest Side
For life, grab a mic, and 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, spitters, hang niggas, insane figures
No shame aim triggas, lame splitters, vein slitter, gang critters
Dame hitters, Wayne livers, narcotical strange

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

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