Strangeulation, Vol. II Cypher IV (feat. Krizz Kaliko, Rittz & Prozak)

So you know you got to go when tech n9ne give you this track

So I call on krizz, rittz and prozak, let's go!

(here we go again! haha! hey tech, watch this!)

Kali baby, I guess I'm back at it again

Lemme laugh at 'em again

Cause they know I write the back out of a pen

Holy moly get going nobody hold 'em is what they told em

And poda-be motor yodeling sick-and ain't gettin over it

Sick at the lip and watch 'em clown, look at 'em clown, clown

Loving to tickle 'em I be licking 'em down give 'em the crown

Look at the ground when you approaching the regal beagle

And people don't be equal and when they (or saying) it's fecal

Betta (give it up), put 'em in the blender

Surrender it like you (had enough)

Never no-contender pretending like to (ready-to-buck)

Ninja turtle dinner to a splinter, I don't (give a fuck)

Ah-ha, (it goes up)

Killin nigga's like the coppers

And rappers on my thing-a-ma-bobber

Come to chopping I'm the home of the whopper

Your girly bopping 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 thinking he can just come an just speak at him really rude

Ah-ha, eat the nigga food

I'll knock the stuffing out ya muffin, fucking knucklehead

Never did it wrong cause you singing the song all in your head

Lead off, I beat the beat up and go

Run a nigga feet off and chew 'em like a piece of pilaf

Shitting on niggas an leave the seat off, then re-tweet off

Social media this to beat off to

Damn, they think we lost cause when we get

Off a look at themselves saying we awful

Cause it's more than bread that we wanting

Me and nina keeping 'em jumping

And we won't stop till we get to the top

You in the way then we midwest chop ya!

Should've never to do right in school, I just choose to cruise by

The principal told me i'ma lose, the 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

Now watch it, I'mma take this rapper shit to a new height

Too tight like drake's spike, jacking my crew like

A pack of wild wolves, tryna howl at the moonlight

If 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 [?] face basically a bull's eye

And you like (ooh ah)

And I ain't quitting 'till I got a crib in malibu sitting poolside

I'm chilling sipping crown out a coke bag

I say what I'm thinking, never been known to hold back

I'm pimpin' steadily, putting holes in prozak

Blow got me looking like my nose's in snow cap

Under the scopes, steady getting groped and poked at

And those that oppose that wanna do-si-do

Per rope-a-dope and get your k-o with toe tag

At five ten you can see my fro from rows back

Fake friends hanging on my coast below tech

Hate the term 'no homo' but I'm sick

Of bending over, getting fucked full of dope I don't have

Oh snap, forgot it was a chopper song

This is what you wanted here, I guess I better do it

Study how I executed therapeautic, don't compare me

Some of these rappers got a bigger pussy than the octomom

And yo, ya-uh-yeah!

Thinkin' about takin' it to another level

I'm from another realm like an angel falling from heaven

(i fell) to the earth, the purpose of resurrection

I'm coming 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 taking over the industry without no apology

Burning all the bridges, tell me who wanna follow me

I'm sick with the sickness and spit with

The quickness, so vicious with every bar

So best to be leaving me lonely, psychotic and mentally scarred

And I don't really wanna be the one to tell

You but I will if you don't get up out now

Our strangers are angels, and able to seal

The game, you lames better bow down

You need to recognize a miracle inside the

Lyrical, we're killing all these shows now

Started from the bottom, now we got the people

Showing up in line and upping 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, these class a narcotics, you pop up the bottle

Prescribed by psychologists, go for psychotic shit

Prozak and kaliko, rittz (midwest chopper shit)

Baby, you up?

Yeah, let's do it