Tech N9ne - Strangeulation IV Lyrics
[Verse 1 - Rittz:]I'm too hot to cool offBlew Atlanta up like Eric RudolphStarving in pursuit of moot lawFlossing, get your coo rawMy crew'll shoot at you like "hoorah"I be on tour and shit, you get on stage and you get boo'd offYou throwing jabs at me but we ain't in no boxing gymI stab 'em and have them inside of a hospital hooked up to oxygenSo who the hottest, conversation my name get brought up inI'm Woody Harrison, this industry is ZombielandYou wanna ***** with us, you must've had no common senseI'll kill you then your guts get eaten up by Brotha LynchIt's Strange Music so the competition nonexistentAll them other record labels fallen off like rotten limbsI'm making some money, it's making my stomach cringeI'll never forget it a couple of summers ago I was cooking and scrubbing pansDrink 'till I get ruckus-spinnedPuffing something with a lovely scent behind the cutless tintFloating in the Strange stream, who jumpin' in?[Verse 2 - Prozak:]My brain is full of thoughts that are darker than SamhainThat span across the Great Lakes and vast Midwest PlainsSpreading coast to coast like a virus you can't containNow a global pandemic, panic courtesy of (STRANGE! )The biggest independent label popped a champagneWe don't need no head now, homie you can keep the changeComing through your speakers, receive us into your blood veinWe the truth like Nostradamus' prophecy quatrainsSnake Bat, Praise that, part of rap since way backSince the days of 8 tracks and 808's and adatsAnalog cassette decks, steady grinding, what's next?Starving artist 'til Trav and Tech cut me that advanced checkStrange outcast step child, call me DamienFive Finger Death Punch straight to the craniumFlow so sick, could be enriched with uraniumExtraterrestrial, lyrics labeled alien[Verse 3 - Big Scoob:]Appetite destruction, never been no punk shitMy voices give me choices, just despite that I choose dumb shitChoppers all around me, I mean lyrical and literalSpit it through this microphone and pull up at your Mami's homeJump out on the dumb shit, speaking through this drum clipTearin' flesh, rippin' hips, watch me kill shitCypher without the villain, that's appealin' but it's silly thoughAn army without it's general, an octopi no tentaclesI'm trying to be subliminal, nothing I do is minimalHeavy hitter, heavy wordsPush a nigga, pushin' verbsSquish my button, you push my nervesTen toes in the turfNot the last or the firstGut a nigga, stump the EarthGrippin' metal, I ain't specialOn the level, smack your temple with the barrelNot complying, I'm a rebelAnd I'm fresh up out the ghetto, puppet master I'm GeppettoTake a minute, you'll get itNigga Scoob did it. (Yeah)[Verse 4 - Krizz Kaliko:]KALI BABY!'Ight man Ima do this!I'm kinda nervousThe purpose of having a cypher is so you can sit here wide-eyedListen look at me in this positionNow I coulda just left you sitting thereBut Nina told me to pick 'em apart you're a victim of artK-R-I to the double crooked, look at him he pudgy like theyTook an ugly stick and frickin' shook at him, (OKAY)And I don't stay gucci down to the linensI'll let you trick off, she jerking my dick off and grinnin'You can see him, but he just a figmentYou wanna be better, get your pigment goneTry to beat him with deliverin', I get belligerentAnd that's the end of the songAnd I get a little bit ahead of myselfFeel like I'm on L, and I feel like I'm better than everyone elseI guess I be rappin' ahead of my wealthI'm the coldest thing since the ice cubeOnly thing missing from this beat back in the day was Ice Cube (OKAY)Yeah I said I'm the best in it, Nigga what?Only niggas that could contest it is rested, dig em up!(Okay! Hahaha whatever nigga.)
