Luyện nghe bài hát Strange

The strangest, straight

(Strawn Jay)

Uh, Midwest side, hit that

Let's get it on, raps new
Hit 'em up the flippers 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 this rhythmic syphilis
Fuck dem 9 rhymes, 'em go blind every time
On that cannabis and it is not for the mind
But the mind of a gage

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

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

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

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

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

Calm me, but no calming Dante
call me the strange or strange Bombay
Distinguishing the kcuf from
hip hop comes this

Apocalypse got control of your
A, beautimous, hella rap metamorphosis
MC around me
found me jacuzzin' with my sorceresses

Fire up the Vega and get
And roll to a spot with
Then hoes in their olds
So different they wanna kill me like they Bruce Lee

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

He's strange and I 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 nearest fortune teller, baby, strange)

I can give myself a
With a rusty weapon
wit 100 feet of slack
In front of my with no discretion

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

Mizzery's in the for the '99 shot
Futuristic ladies love me a whole lot
When try to do me Jew
They know wicked

So I bust 'em if you ain't with 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 screwed

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

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 psycho?
(Couldn't tell ya baby, I'm rella baby, flippin' hella baby)
(Ask nearest fortune teller, baby, strange)