[00:00.00]Strangeulation II
[00:05.34](Verse 1: Godemis)
[00:07.92]Deevil!
[00:10.50]Prayin' at 12:12 for hell, felon to sell
[00:12.82]And slept on a bed of nails, like nothing I've ever felt
[00:15.96]Ghost in a shell was molded with other demons
[00:18.24]As if I needed some help or a host to preserve the heathen
[00:21.07]Got it, my brain is rotted, I swear to God that I'm not it
[00:23.73]I'm set to go to the gallow as soon as the rope is knotted
[00:26.52]I ain't highest of high then the hydra have used adrenaline
[00:29.15]Came in the cypher clean, still smelling like putrid cinnamon
[00:31.79]Then I'm in, enemy of the state, I'm straight at an angle
[00:34.11]Stop risking and quit your bi*chin', it ain't like I'm raping a angel
[00:37.10]Said I was magnifique, ya'll ain't f**kin' with it, capiche?
[00:39.48]Not as safe as you would've thought with the devil under your feet
[00:42.70]They throw a shot and then sit back and wait for some reaction
[00:45.43]Ain't nothing to it but to do it, I'm a mummy rappin'
[00:48.12]So get to clappin' or dissin' the clan you hatin'
[00:50.39]Listen, the man is Jason and this is the Strangeulation
[00:53.11](Verse 2: Stevie Stone)
[00:54.84]Stevie Stone, I'm on it, I'm so clever
[00:56.80]Nobody comparing, I'm better, I put sh*t together
[00:59.53]America's most elaborate rap, pick ya head up, huh
[01:02.65]Small talkin'll get you wet up, huh, yeah
[01:05.28]I'm ready to kill all you ni**as
[01:06.69]The feelin', adrenaline that'll spillin' a mill
[01:08.66]And yeah, I mill' all you ni**s
[01:09.94]Ain't even reach out they climax, rather my celing on ni**as
[01:12.56]And backin' a back, I'll backhand Billy you ni**as
[01:15.09]Get busy on ni**as, this ain't no random some leakage
[01:18.18]Stonie in the building, the bi*ches pull out their cleavage
[01:20.91]The snake and the bat, you see them prominent features
[01:23.40]The species, Strangeland, we rain on your region, huh
[01:26.70]Meat wagon, I come, I be taggin' 'em
[01:28.82]Baggin' 'em, bring 'em clusters of three, got three magnums
[01:31.44]Gaggin' em out, you pu**ies is still talkin'
[01:34.07]I'm draggin' 'em out, I'm tappin' 'em out
[01:36.45](Verse 3: Murs)
[01:38.37]Aww sh*t, they f**ked around and signed a backpacker
[01:41.05]Smart, rich, handsome, plus he's not a bad rapper
[01:43.48]I'm just a little local talent that f**ked around and made it big
[01:46.21]Underground bully, pickin' on all these famous kids
[01:48.97]And the danger is, now I'm doin' stranger biz
[01:51.55]About to make the world forget about what a major is
[01:54.19]Independent Powerhouse, running all these cowards out
[01:56.86]My enemies are all forgotten, wishin' I would shout 'em out
[01:59.43]And I don't want to hear a rapper harmonize unless
[02:02.06]He thuggish, ruggish, Lazy, Krayzie, Bizzy, Wish or Flesh
[02:04.64]But maybe I'm just hatin' 'cause my black ass could never sing
[02:07.28]And f**k that autotune I hope the Futures filled with better things
[02:10.06]And you a f**king liar if you say you found a better team
[02:12.52]Impossible! Like trying to fit my di*k inside my wedding ring
[02:15.36]And all the bread it brings will be distributed and properly
[02:17.98]I represent for hip hop not some f**king aristocracy
[02:21.35](Verse 4: Brotha Lynch Hung)
[02:22.31]I'm the Martin Scorsese of rap, rap predator
[02:25.14]Better than severin' the reverend with a jackknife
[02:27.32]Kevin and eleven of 'em, revvin' up the engines
[02:29.19]We bubblin' up like 7-Up, then when
[02:31.21]We shoot that sh*t, we eat that sh*t for din-din, grrr
[02:34.34]I don't need ya f**kin' okay, ah, are you serious? I'm okay
[02:38.68]I'mma make you bleed like it's your period, period
[02:41.38]I eat period pu**y so eating you ain't serious
[02:44.60]What, you need for me to flip that sh*t and rip that sh*t
[02:46.56]Like a skitzo, stick that sh*t, that sh*t, like a automatic pistol grip?
[02:49.76]No! I created this fast rap, I'm past that
[02:52.84]I put a gat in that ass crack and blast that
[02:56.13]I'm light years ahead of 'em, might use the head of 'em
[02:58.90]I lose, then you can keep the breadcrumbs
[03:01.74]Grrr, my ni**a, I'm a carnivore
[03:03.91]Ready for any kind of war, any kind of score