The strangest, straight derangest

Stronjay, Stronjay

Uh, MidwestSide3DQ Soundlab

Let′s get it on

Rap's new phenomenon

Hit ′em up with the flippers

And rupture your dome

Me calm down

Never you say me song sound like Butch?

You say I'm washed up?

Nigga what, what, what?

This is when I kick it

Get with this rhythmic Syphilis

Fuck them N9ne rhymes

Make 'em go blind every time

On that cannabis, anidous

Not for a mini mind

But the mind of a gauge (high)

On stage cause minimum wage

Has me in a maximum rage

Page ma-ster scrap

Velociraptor of rap

See me, come tight like a pig in a bikini

Please!

All emcees know I be′s on my Q′s and P's

Even Run-D.M.C.′s, I'm a deadly disease

High voltage, just take a look at the psychosis

Deranged, I claim

Dmaged plane, atrocious

Flows be constant, I rock from here to Wisconsin

My killer flows makes me jerk my Johnson

He′s strange and I like it

He's strange just the way he is

(Psychotic all day)

Tecca Ninna, Tecca Ninna (What′s up?)

Why you so damn psycho?

(Couldn't tell you, baby)

(Makin' rella, baby, flippin′ hella, baby)

(Ask your nearest fortune teller, baby)

Mushroom headed

Keeps me prophetic

But that slow-motion

Makes me see life like a movie

The Bombay brella

With a ganja stick it′ll get you stuck

If you let it calm me

But no calming Aaron Dante

Just call me the strange or Stran-gé, bombay

Distinguishing the kcuf from tihs

From hip-hop come this

Apocaflypse got control of your hips

Its beautimous

Hella rap metamorphosis

MC corpseses around me

They found me Jacuzzin' with my sorceresses

Fire up the vega, get blowed

And roll to a spot with biancs

Then bust holes in their O′s

So different, they wanna kill me like they killed Bruce Lee

On the set, no shit

Saw my bianc with baguettes

Middle West flex flows

Likes to sex those

Little wet flesh holes

Insane brain frames

Never that plain Jane

He's strange and I like it

He′s strange just the way he is

(Psychotic all day)

Tecca Ninna, Tecca Ninna (What's up?)

Why you so damn psycho?

(Couldn′t tell you, baby)

(Makin' rella, baby, flippin' hella, baby)

(Ask your nearest fortune teller, baby)

I give myself a C-section

With a rusty jagged weapon

Bungee wit 100 feet of slack

In front of my kids with no discretion

Strange days like Julia Lewis and Angela Bassett off in a casket

Trippin′ with the N9ne

Get your mind blown like a head gasket

Mizzery is in the house for the ′99 shot

Futuristic ladies love me a whole whole lot

When demons try to do me jew

They know they wicked

So I bust 'em if you ain′t down with 3DQ

Who be you?

Nina Tech, respect, MidWest Side for life

Grab a mic and hurt you like a LaBianca murder

The sound-lab got my microchip screwed

Malfunction, tihs kcuf ouy mub, now I'm cool

Pain givers, slang spitters, hang niggas, insane figures

No shame, aim triggers, lame brain splitters, vein slitters

Gang critters, dame hitters, Wayne livers

Narcotical strange nigga

He′s strange and I like it

He's strange just the way he is

(Psychotic all day)

Tecca Ninna, Tecca Ninna (What′s up?)

Why you so damn psycho?

(Couldn't tell you, baby)

(Makin' rella, baby, flippin′ hella, baby)

(Ask your nearest fortune teller, baby)

Tecca Ninna, Tecca Ninna (What′s up?)

Why you so damn psycho?

(Couldn't tell you, baby)

(Makin′ rella, baby, flippin' hella, baby)

(Ask your nearest fortune teller, baby)