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Artist: Tech N9ne f/ Krizz Kaliko, Prozak, Rittz
Album:  Strangeulation Vol. II
Song:   Strangeulation Vol. II Cypher IV
Typed by: Nickolye16@aol.com 

[Intro: Tech N9ne]
So you know you got to go when Tech N9ne hand you this track
So I call on Krizz, Rittz, and Prozak, let's go!

[Krizz Kaliko]
Heh, here we go again!
Yeah, ay Tech, watch this!

Kali baby, I guess I'm back at it again (hehe)
Lemme laugh at 'em again cause they know I write the back out of a pen
Holy moly get goin, nobody hold 'em is what they told 'em
And 'posed ta be motor yell{?}, and sick and ain't gettin over it
Sicker lip and watch 'em clown, watch 'em clown clown
Love to tickle 'em, I be lickin 'em down, give 'em the crown
Look at the ground when you approachin the regal Beagle
And people don't be equal and when they sayin is fecal
Better give it up, put 'em in the blender
Surrender it like you had enough, never no contender
Pretendin like you ready to buck, Ninja Turtle talkin to a Splinter
I don't give a fuck (ah-ha) it goes up
Killin niggaz like the coppers and rappers on my thing-a-ma-bobber
Come to choppin I'm the home of the Whopper
Your girly boppin, I don't think I can stop her
So dope that it made her wanna gimme a slobber
They remember you, when you stop and you pop every syllable
Bow down to a nigga that's better than you
And he thinkin he can come and speak at him really rude
(Ah-ha!) Eat a nigga food
I'll knock the stuffin out ya muffin fuckin knucklehead
Never did it wrong cause you singin the song all in yo' head
Lead off, I beat the beat up and go, run a nigga feet off
and chew 'em like a piece of pilaf (yeah!)
Shittin on niggaz and leave the seat off
Then re-tweet off, social media this to beat off to
Damn, they thinkin we lost
cause when we get off a look at themselves sayin we awful (yeah!)
Cause it's more than bread that we wantin
Me and Nina keepin 'em jumpin
And we won't stop 'til we get to the top
You in the way then we Midwest chop ya!

[Rittz]
Shit, never could do right in school, I just choose to cruise by
The principal told me I'm a loser, dude's right
All I did as a kid was shoot dice, I'm too white
Cause I'm excused, my future never was too bright
But who would've knew I'd
be lucky enough to get a record deal and pursue my musical tube site
Not once, but two times
I murder shit, a repeat offender with the biggest independent, salute N9ne
If they bustin I'ma take this rappin shit to a new height
Too tight like Drake's bike jacket, my crew like
a pack of wild wolves 'bout to howl at the moonlight
You wanna come at us? God bless, gesundheit
You a pussy, you might lose a fight with a bull dyke
And I already give you a few strikes
A few of mine kinda swole with this slangin face base lay a bull's-eye
And you like "Ooh my"
And I ain't quittin 'til I got a crib in Malibu sittin poolside
I'm chillin sippin Crown out a coke bag
I say what I'm thinkin, never been known to hold back
I'm pimpin 'em steadily, puttin hoes on Prozak
Blow got me lookin like my nose is snow-capped
Under the scopes, steady gettin groped and poked at
Then those that oppose that wanna do-si-do
Play rope-a-dope will get you K.O.'d or toe-tagged
At 5'10" you can see my 'fro from rows back
Fake friends hangin on my coast below Tech
Hate the term "no homo" but I'm sick of bendin over
gettin fucked for the dough I don't have
Oh snap, forgot it was a +Chopper+ song
This is what you wanna hear, I guess I better do a study
how I execute it, therapeautic, don't compare me
Some of these rappers got a bigger pussy than the Octomom
A-ya-uh-yeah!

[Prozak]
Yeah, yo
Thinkin about takin it to another level
I'm from another realm like an angel fallin from heaven
I fell, to the Earth, a purpose of resurrection
I'm comin through your speakers like demonic possession
And hell's bells, don't be afraid of mythology
Deep inside my brain is a wicked psychology
Ancient revelation intertwine with technology
Alien biology, you know that I gotta be
{"STRANGE!"} Damn right and I'm proud to be
Biggest independent label, check the biography
We takin over the industry without an apology
Burnin all the bridges, tell me who wanna follow me
I'm, sick with the sickness and spit with the quickness
So vicious with e-ve-ry bar (bar, bar)
So best to be leavin me lonely
Psychotic and mentally scarred (scarred, scarred)
And I don't really wanna be the one to tell you
but I will if you don't get it by now (by now)
Our Strangers are angels and able to seal the game
You lames better bow down (bow, down)
You need to recognize a miracle inside the lyrical
We're killin all these shows now (shows now)
It started from the bottom
Now we got the people showin up in line and uppin every time
Takin it to another planet and stratosphere
Circle like a satellite on top of this atmosphere
Snake and Bat the symbol of the future, don't interfere
You don't really wanna be the one we make disappear
And this flow is hypnotic
It's class A narcotics, you pop out the bottle
Prescribed by psychologists, go for psychotic shit
Prozak and Kaliko, Rittz - "Midwest Chopper" shit!

[Outro]
{*yawns*}
Baby, you up?
(Yeah, let's do it)