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Strange!! |
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("And I like it...") |
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(Myntric) |
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Think quick as I split |
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a-toms and bust critical mass through some plastic |
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Get hot like saliva but spit like boric acid |
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Ditty done run get amped off the wonderman surprise |
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Mercury rise, I rock off my greedy little eyes |
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Sun, moon, pronouncing the energy is solar |
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With tongue numba one I have fun, rockin fuller |
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Let me wash the aloe vera from my strands just stop blocking |
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The scientific method of the locking, check it |
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as I, shoot the ray beam from the moon |
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Then rebound off the lunar, get amped off the beats |
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and mic get tuned, check the rhythm |
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into another dimension for direction |
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Arrange when I dissect, rearrange when I'm dissecting |
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the flavor, how many does it take to get to the core |
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Of a Boo-gie-mon-ster, when he rip it or he's raw |
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So, whatcha got, jigga nigga Jugganaut |
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I'm strange when I rhyme |
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(Vex) |
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Well I'm beyond critical mass, feel the lyrical blast |
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Vex the vortex, man of the past |
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Livin in the present, and walkin in the future |
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H2O's, the flow as I dilute ya |
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Twenty-one years now I stand as a man |
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Drinking from the ocean crushing mountains in my hand |
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The natural one, eighty-four seasons I have come |
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Wisdom goes to those that see the sun |
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God, iniquity's thicker |
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Any black man who draws the blood of another he's a quitter |
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Avoid, so go and get a stricken babysitter |
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A million dreadlocks throws devil in the picture |
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purgatory, just to seckle all that petty talkin deranged |
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Boogiemonsters come in strange |
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Strange! |
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("And I like it...") |
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Ha-haha, these kids are nice |
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*repeat 5X, 4X - line three* |
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(Yodared) |
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Mondo McCann, microphone man |
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Yodaredsee Milo, dig when his mind expand |
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Vex to the rhyme is never social man |
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Myntric funk tanker slang a banger fifty grand |
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With the Riders of the Storm can yes we can can |
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Pack a black attack to evacuate the land |
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*together* The empire's falling check the New World Order |
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for the slaughter, run for shelter, underwater |
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See seventy percent of the world's underwater |
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Seventy percent of your body's underwater |
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Seventy percent of what we live is out of range |
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We rearrange disorder, but niggaz say we strange... |
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(Mondo) |
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A million and one things in our vocabulary are considered strange |
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Some are legendary, some deranged |
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But we be not the suck shits cause we explore untouched |
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Consider hip-hop a big virgin and we -- AHH |
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Remember your first days of course the sex it felt strange |
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You blindly explored each other's emotional plane, but hey |
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The Boogiemonsters consist of four |
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Experimentin from now til forever and we score |
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with the Jugganauts the giants, all the way to humans |
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Forever buildin hip-hop and if not nigga we're fumin cause we're |
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Strange! |
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("And I like it...") |
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Ha-haha, these kids are nice |
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*repeat 9X to fade* |
