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 flippers and your dome
Me calm down, never you say me song like butt
You say, I'm up? Nigga, what, what, what?

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

On stage 'cause wage had me in a maximum 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 the man's plain atrocious
be constant, I rock from here to Wisconsin
My flow makes me jerk my Johnson

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

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

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

Apocalypse got control of your
A, it's beautimous, hella rap
MC around me
They me jacuzzin' with my sorceresses

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

What? On the set, no
Saw my Bianc with
flex flows, likes to sex those
Little wet holes, insane brain frames
Never plane Jane

strange and I like it
He's
(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)

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

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

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 you like a La' Bianca murder
The lab got my microchip screwed

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

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 rella baby, flippin' hella baby)
(Ask your nearest teller, baby, strange)