Strangeland Songtext

von Q Strange

Chorus(2x)
Welcome to Strangeland come on down
Once you in my world man you can't get out
Murderous shit with an iLLified sound
Emerging out of the underground

Verse 1
Come into my world kid, welcome to Strangeland
Welcome to the mainland yeah dis is the same man
That told the kids to kill somebody back a year ago
Here we go, thought I was gonna quit that be a miracle
Serial Killa wit a bitta illa attitude
Show some gratitude, you dont want me gettin mad at you
Had a few people say my music was a joke
The industry was clownin me and I ain't losin hope yo
They say the kind of rap Im spittin is a waste of talent
Quit the wicked shit and try to have more of a balance
Man Fuck you I wont change it's my land it's quite strange
I won't conform the victim and hope I do the right thing
It's my world, I ain't in this for the profit
If I succeed it'll be on my own with my shit
On my terms, wit my styles, wit my rhymes, it's my way
Fuck Fred Durst I'll throw his ass on the highway
In heavy traffic sociopathic bastard
Leavin people battered in caskets yeah that's it fantastic
Thats how we be doin things down in Strangeland
Where wack emcee's gettin more props than a stage-hand

Chorus (2x)

Verse 2
I be gettin slept on like a futon
Wack cats makin bread and I aint even makin krutons
You could'nt save yourself even if you had a coupon
Now relish when I catch ya pass me the grey pupon
Through the Bentley window to the window of a hearst
What could be worse than strange placin a curse
Im the first at birst the way you horror kids disperse
To hop onto the latest trend I'll still rip a verse
All these abstract, abstruce, abnormal rhymes
A symbolizing of mind, and a one way sublime
It's subliminal you can't replicate the orginial,
I replenish return and my reply is reprehensible
Its unquestionable that my intellect's intact
You wanna integrate with my crew, too bad you wack
You profess to be proficient the prognosis of horrific
You pretend to make a profit off of insufficient lyrics
I wont hear it, you can copy me and try to make a mockery
You sloppy G none a yall cats are stoppin me
The Strange is one step in the emcee cipha
This is Strangeland my name aint D. Sneider
The strange the lyricist emerging out the abyss
No radio hits, just sick shit like this
Fuck ya platinum only plaque I got is on my teeth
Lyrics so strange they confuse Kool Keith
Strange, like unexplained, unsolved mysteries
Graphic, violent, oozing with myzery
Is it me or is this emcee sound strange
Im on stage, covered in stains, wearin timbalands and hanes
Fucked up deranged mad tapped in the brain
Take ya name add the lame infesting with cane
Bring it to the battle when its time to throw down
You couldnt make the band even if your name was Otown
Lets go now, theres no hope for you to even tryin this
I wouldnt know defeat even if Im a pediatrist
Mad scientist in the lab hopin that you die and shit
But not before you all stop buyin this

Chorus(4x)