[00:00.00]Strangeulation IV
[00:08.62](Verse 1: Rittz)
[00:10.25]I am, too hot to cool off
[00:11.97]Blew Atlanta up like Eric Rudolph, and starving in pursuit of moolah
[00:15.41]Floss and get your crew robbed, my crew'll shoot at you like "hoorah"
[00:18.50]I be on tour and sh*t, you get on stage and you get boo'd off
[00:21.39]You throwing jabs at me but we ain't in no boxing gym
[00:23.68]I'll stab you and have you inside of a hospital hooked up to oxygen
[00:26.41]So who the hottest? Conversation my name get brought up in
[00:29.44]I'm Woody Harrelson, this industry is Zombieland
[00:32.06]You wanna f**k with us, you must've had no common sense
[00:34.73]I'll kill you then your guts get eaten up by Brotha Lynch
[00:37.36]It's Strange Music so the competition nonexistent
[00:39.79]All them other record labels fallin' off like rotten limbs
[00:42.69]I'm making some money, it's making their stomach cringe
[00:44.48]I'll never forget it, a couple of summers ago, I was cooking and scrubbing pans
[00:47.06]Drink 'till I get drunk and spin
[00:48.49]Puffing something with a lovely scent behind the Cutlass tint
[00:51.15]Floating in the Strange stream, who jumpin' in?
[00:53.82](Verse 2: Prozak)
[00:54.79]My brain is full of thoughts that are darker than Samhain
[00:57.32]That span across the Great Lakes and vast Midwest Plains
[00:59.89]Spreading coast to coast like a virus you can't contain
[01:02.48]Now a global pandemic, panic courtesy of (STRANGE!)
[01:05.41]The biggest independent label, pop the champagne
[01:07.80]We don't need no head now, homie you can keep the change
[01:10.47]Coming through your speakers, receive us into your blood vein
[01:13.10]We the truth like Nostradamus' prophecy quatrains
[01:15.74]Snake Bat, Praise that, part of rap since way back
[01:18.42]Since the days of 8 tracks and 808's and adaps
[01:21.05]Analog cassette decks, steady grinding, what's next?
[01:23.67]Starving artist 'til Trav and Tech cut me that advanced check
[01:26.50]Strange outcast step child, call me Damien
[01:29.23]Five Finger Death Punch straight to the cranium
[01:31.81]Flow so sick, could be enriched with uranium
[01:34.49]Extraterrestrial, lyrics labeled alien
[01:37.24](Verse 3: Big Scoob)
[01:38.62]Appetite destruction, never been no punk sh*t
[01:41.11]My voices give me choices, just to spite me I choose dumb sh*t
[01:43.84]Choppers all around me, I mean lyrical and literal
[01:46.46]Spit it through this microphone and pull up at ya mami's home
[01:49.10]Jump out on the dumb sh*t, speaking through this drum clip
[01:51.79]Tearin' flesh, rippin' hips, watch me kill sh*t
[01:54.54]Cypher without the villain, that's appealin' but it's silly though
[01:57.18]An army without it's general, an octopi no tentacles
[01:59.81]Not trying to be subliminal, nothing I do is minimal
[02:02.44]Heavy hitter, heavy words, push a ni**a, pushin' verbs
[02:05.12]Squish my button, you push my nerves, ten toes in the turf
[02:07.79]Not the last or the first, gutta ni**a, stomp the Earth
[02:10.43]Grippin' metal, I ain't special, on the level
[02:12.57]Smack your temple with the barrel, not complying, I'm a rebel
[02:15.17]And I'm fresh up out the ghetto, puppet master, I'm Geppetto
[02:17.74]Take a minute, you'll get it, ni**a, Scoob did it
[02:21.00](Verse 4: Krizz Kaliko)
[02:21.61]Kali Baby! 'Ight man, I'mma do this! I'm kinda nervous
[02:27.17]The purpose of having a cypher is so you can sit here
[02:29.95]Wide-eyed, listen, look at me in this position
[02:32.74]Now, I coulda just left you sitting there
[02:34.42]But Nina told me to pick 'em apart, you're a victim of art
[02:37.39]K-R-I to the double crooked, look at him
[02:39.67]He pudgy like they took a ugly stick and frickin' shook at him
[02:42.70]And I don't stay Gucci down to the linens
[02:44.88]I'll let you trick off, she jerking my di*k off and grinnin'
[02:47.56]You can see him, but he just a figment
[02:48.67]You wanna be him, better get your pigment gone
[02:50.33]Try to beat him with deliverin'
[02:51.45]I get belligerent and it's the end of the song
[02:52.91]And I get a little bit ahead of myself, feel like I'mma melt
[02:55.53]And I feel like I'm better than everyone else
[02:56.95]I guess I be rappin' ahead of my wealth
[02:58.97]I'm the coldest thing since the ice cube
[03:00.84]Only thing missing from this beat back in the day was Ice Cube
[03:03.82]Yeah, I said I'm the best in a minute, ni**a what?!
[03:06.35]Only ni**as that could contest it is rested, dig 'em up!
[03:09.26]Okay! Hahahaha! Whatever, ni**a...