Stranger

(Tech N9ne)

I remember when they used to point they fingers and laugh at me

Why? cause I'm a Stranger.

I Remember when they never attended my shows and cursed my name

Why? cause I'm a Stranger.

Now! They pay me big money to do verses to do shows

Why? cause I'm a Stranger.

Now! I'm in every magazine except MTV awards or on all of ya billboards all over seas

Why? cause I'm a Stranger.

(Big Scoob)

It's the criminal the general the villain wow

I'm at the pinnacle and critical so hear me out

See I'm invincible and fin to blow so get ya chow

Spread my tentacles the friend and foe I'm reaching out

I'm tryin' to touch 'em, cause a ruckus, make 'em scream and shout

A gutter movement with my music's what I dream about

I want the Juggalos and *************ros to feel the crowd

One nation under a groove and all goin' wild

White kids walkin' and talkin' like D-boys

Black kids rockin' and mo*************n' at Strange noise

Gang bangers funkin' for nothing they feel the club

Red and blue gunners and thunders nothin' but love

That's my *************t, that's the reason why I'm a Stranger

************* that's real spit, found a way to channel my anger

Hopin' it comes quick, for I'm back floatin' with danger

Back on some dumb *************t, in the gutters hustlin' for paper

You feel me *************? Yeah real spill *************

(Music is my mother********' savior you dig.)

(Steve Stone)

Stevie Stone!

Ruthless and strange connect game

*************yzin', doc's sayin' I'm insane

Vandalize 'em, I'ma ************* up your whole team on that 151 I'm flammable propane

Different mile different hoop different scoop

Got a short temper I'm more bearing the new (uh-hu)

MY head is manic I'm Fightin' tuggin' n' pullin'

and I seem to be a problem so worry 'bout what I'm doin'

schizophrenic, Spasmatic, cause havoc

Three man giving them *************t I'm maniac

Pumped, I'm ready to get it crackin'

on the front lines, stoppin' and traffickin' all your affections

Bloody Cal Cognito, Stevie Stone

I hate *************s, show resistance, we at yo door

tame *************s, hurry quickly pick up the phone I'm gone, I'm in my zone, p'zone.

but I get that call from a Stranger (Himmi Hyme!!)

(Tech N9ne)(x2)

It's that murderer spit that'll hit quick and I'll change ya

This clicks full of danger, killer misfits that'll bang ya, blame ya anger

On the game if you cant maintain pain, ya

Gangsta but ya brain can't hang flame came from a Stranger

(Loki)

Hey Cog, Yo whats up Lok? rally up the boys

Whats up? And uh... get my duffel bag from the garage

Which bag you want me to grab? You know the one

All right I gotcha, All right

Now look here when a fakin' playin' undertaker

It comes to it and I will put you under acres

Some do it, Clean as a whistle with a dirty weaponry

Throwin the 45 in to the river while doing 70

************* the party and revelry, I can hardly ever be less than the way of doing dirt

When the evil it feels so heavenly (AHHH HUUUHHH)

Can you feel that? the sensation you get from the Hash marks lacerations that mark another field cat (AHHH HUUUHHH)

Now I'm murder nervous I got the killer jitters

drummin' my fingers on the steerin' wheel

But then when it get real bad

I takes my whiskey straight with no chaser and kill that

I'm over it homie, why in the ************* would I even feel bad?

The raw deal's back

pistol whip slick him with sweat, that hit to yo chest

I puts that *************t down to rest, more sick than the rest (*************)

I'm in the practice of cutting off heads, so I can go and take a *************t down your neck.

(Kutt Calhoun)

Stranger... Yeah ahhh huh

I heard the word on the streets that the red one was gettin murked

Some *************s on the South Side of town is feelin' jerky

losing weight and gainin' hate cause they pockets are really hurtin'

Wanna pull the shades down on the ************* and call it dirt

Not only that my ************* they knowin' the way you swervin'

They know about the deuce click alliance and how it's mergin'

With the click clack plan to bring emphasis to the surface

And get the word on you with the interest of bein' worried

*************!!!

Bet I don't, homie its scurvy begin to tuckin' *************

Bet I don't, have no remorse when you get the tuckin' *************

Bet I won't, not when *************s be like me shoot it how I shoot it stand up and take a pee like me (bloods)

spittin' through your toofas, I'm a modern Frank Lucas

So you can comprehend that this American gangsta

That slayed ya

All through the hoods like blue magic

Overdosed from my needles learned ya not to take packs from a Stranger

Hahahahah ************* ass *************s, Yeah.

(Tech N9ne)(x2)

It's that murderer spit that'll hit quick and I'll change ya

This clicks full of danger, killer misfits that'll bang ya, blame ya anger

On the game if you cant maintain pain, ya

Gangsta but ya brain can't hang flame came from a Stranger.

(Tech N9ne)

We're every where you turn, you cant run from it, real *************t always prevails

Cognito, tell these mother********s the ********' deal man.

(Cognito)

Bandanas and night bandits with knife antics

Blood on a white canvas from innocent bystanders

When ya wife panics chrome nine drops in no time cops

Surround yo area searchin' a full nine blocks

Pull up my alias

Some times the laziest make for the meanest individuals stereo-typical

Plus he's known to be very invincible barely predictable

Buried a pistol drug erupt and carried the nympho carefully and slow

Back to reality here's the formality I'm sicker than last night

This ain't one two or three it's a fortality

That's the *************t you do when tryin' to live on a poor salary

Battery criminal flattery steady pourin' out of me

Had to be drugs and alcohol naturally why you askin' me

Resolve both of 'em that's my problem your problems catchin' me

As soon as Kutt give me the signal im through your kitchen window

I'm creepin' and you in danger rearrange ya label me a Stranger.

Strange Music baby, me and Trav reapin' the benefits of all our blood, sweat and tears.

(Tech N9ne)(x2)

It's that murderer spit that'll hit quick and I'll change ya

This clicks full of danger, killer misfits that'll bang ya, blame ya anger

On the game if you cant maintain pain, ya

Gangsta but ya brain can't hang flame came from a Stranger.

(Tech N9ne)

When the smoke clears, nothin but the Snake & Bat will appear

STRANGE Music!