Luyện nghe bài hát Strange

The strangest, straight

(Strawn Jay)

Uh, Midwest side, hit Bombay

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

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

On stage 'cause wage had me in a maximum rage
masta scrap, the velosoraptor of rap
See me, tight like 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
High voltage, take a look at the psychosis
Deranged, I the man's plain atrocious
be constant, I rock from here to Wisconsin
My flow makes me jerk my Johnson

He's strange and I it
strange
(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 makin' rella baby, flippin' baby)
(Ask your fortune teller, baby, strange)

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

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

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

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

On the set, no shet
Saw my Bianc with
Midwest flex flows, likes to sex
Little wet flesh holes, insane brain
Never plane Jane

He's strange and I 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 makin' rella baby, hella baby)
(Ask your nearest teller, baby, strange)

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

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

Mizzery's in the house for the '99
Futuristic ladies love me a whole lot
demons 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 like a La' murder
The sound lab got my screwed

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

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