Luyện nghe bài hát Strange

The strangest, derangest

(Strawn Jay)

Uh, Midwest side, hit Bombay

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

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

On stage 'cause minimum 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 disease
voltage, just take a look at the psychosis
Deranged, I claimed the man's plain
Flows be constant, I rock here to Wisconsin
My killer flow me jerk my Johnson

strange 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 ya baby, I'm makin' rella baby, flippin' hella baby)
(Ask nearest fortune teller, baby, strange)

Mushroom headed keeps me
But that slow motion makes me see life like a
The Bombay with the ganja stick
It'll get you if you let

Calm me, but no Aron Dante
call me the strange or strange Bombay
Distinguishing the from tihs
From hip hop this

Apocalypse got of your hips
A, it's beautimous, rap metamorphosis
MC around me
They found me jacuzzin' with my

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

On the set, no shet
Saw my with bagets
Midwest flex flows, to sex those
Little wet flesh holes, insane frames
Never that Jane

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 fortune teller, baby, strange)

I can myself a C-section
With a rusty jagged
Bungee wit 100 of slack
In front of my kids with no

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

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

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

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

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)