is on my teeth Lyrics so strange they confuse Kool Keith Strange, like unexplained, unsolved mysteries Graphic, violent, oozing with misery (Is it me or is this emcee sound strange
my home Makin love to the break of dawn After all I've done for you Had nothin but love for you Now you wanna go and get comfortable With some strange
xAll of my life ever since the beginning I wanted to fit in I tried but I didnt I went in, I'm losin they call me a loser A loner, a stoner, drug user
Yeah Q Strange Wit dat Illriginal Style [Verse 1] Reppin' deep subterranean, crazy up in the cranium I'm lookin' mo' suspicious than Arabians with uranium
[Verse 1] Still driftin', this time I'm in a stolen Lincoln Remains in the backseat inside stinkin' I'm thinkin', gotta go find me a sink and Clean up
[Verse 1] Makin' precision incisions, with it this talent I'm givin' Didn't know how to keep livin' so I just started the killin' Sick in the head when
[Verse 1] Some knew my uncle Roc as a mob figure But to me he was much bigger he was like a father figure All that crooked shit he did he never let us
just that modern day jokesta Why do you all try to be like Q Strange? But you ain't Shit like Q [Verse 3: Q Strange] Fact is I'm commin' up outta the
thoughts and I'm on Stone Cold and Steve Austin I'm forcing my way into the game Kickin' much ass and takin' names You'll never be the same once you've heard Q Strange
Brand New For 2003 That Murderous Shit [Chorus] Murda Murda Murda, Kill Kill Kill I'm Q-Strange, they say I'm quite ill [Verse 1] I'm a basket case,
through more shit than Cottonelle [Chorus: x2] I don't wanna talk about the clothes and the cars Don't wanna rhyme about the hoes and the stars My names Q Strange
See back in the 1970's it was like I was a fetus in a jar, conceived in a lab Raised by scientists, no mom or dad I was the the first human clone All
felt I needed a change I need to somethin' different wit a whole new name It was extreme I admit, it was a bit different Q Strange, murderous rap wit
don't play me and I got no distribution Ima walk into Land Speed and just start shootin' I can't sell cds even in my own city Ima change my name to Q
[Verse 1] I can't take anymore I'm gettin' depressed And I feel this stress inside my chest Its gonna explode I gotta load of shit on my mind I'm tryin
Rollin down the ave in my piece of shit ride It barely even runs and it stinks inside But I really don't care cuz its gettin me where I'm goin I'm just
down to the chamber underground Ropes and chains leave you tied up and bound No one gets out when you're here you're mine Q Strange can't stop committing
Walkin down the street and I'm clenchin my fists I'm waitin for a punk bitch to even start talkin shit Not today please man I'm not in the mood Don't
