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Tech N9ne

Strange Music Box

 

Strange Music Box

(albüm: K.O.D. - 2009)


[Intro]
Aww, Dwamn! Do ya'll realize what ya'll done did?!
Ya'll done opened up a can of sick ass!
And its about to eat yall quick fast, hey!

[Verse 1 Tech N9ne]
I've been hibernating in the deepest darkest part of Necropolis,
Now that I'm popping this top, yes, I'm the opposite of monogamous,
Ménage, ya get offered it in this box a bit,
Hostile is gotta get twisted, I'm not with this Apocalypse,
Hollaring Tech-Tech N9ne-N9ne Shit! I'm loving it!
I'm a drug to this grudge and it's with my covenant, I'll plug a bitch,
Loving this mug is what the ruckus is, psycho thug with it,
Falling down like Micheal Douglas with the ruggishness,
Addadimean, they wondering why did I bring this side of my dream,
The Nina's a horror machine, dolla for dolla, I balla for all'a my green,
Nigga, my name is Inigo Montoya, I got a evil plan for ya,
And you're about to get dropped, this box is worse than pandora, (Hahahahaha!)
They're gonna laugh at you, 'cause I had to do what I had to do,
Went tap on you like Shap'll do,
Beating 'em up and shooting 'em up then stab a few,
Sad ya knew that you had your crew and they ass are through,
I'm killing 'em and throwing 'em back at you!

[Hook]
Thats whats happenin'!
Strange Music Box!
Got us tapping in!
Strange Music Box!
Bump That slap Again!
Strange Music Knocks!
Back Up, Openin'!
Strange Music Box!

Thats whats happenin'!
Strange Music Box!
Got us tapping in!
Strange Music Box!
Bump That slap Again!
Strange Music Knocks!
Back Up, Openin'!
Strange Music Box!

(The Black Music Box)

[Verse 2 Krizz Kaliko]
See once they open my lid, I'ma give it to 'em,
Ever since I was a little bitty kid, I've been truly ruined,
I'm reflecting on what I did 'fore I ran into 'em,
I used to be a fat jerk, now I flirt 'cause the scent of a woman,
Now I don't act like, walk like the nigga that you used to know,
Now I sing and rap about the Strange life, it's beautiful,
Tell it to 'em like a gen-i-ius,
Spit it out like I thought you knew,
Bubbling, hope you hear me thizz,
Praying to God I make it through,
Kali bad, Check my strange box of tricks,
Kaliko, alley cat, lyrical, watch his lips,
He can go really fast, slow it down, and stop that shit,
Or make it (Dumb) to make sure you niggas got that shit!
I'm just playing with music, I'm the elite heat speech chief,
Play me and watch they feet turn Beatstreet,
'Cause I'm blowing off they socks, The Freddie Foxxx out my box,
There's something Strange going on in that box, Kali Baby!

[Hook]
Thats whats happenin'!
Strange Music Box!
Got us tapping in!
Strange Music Box!
Bump That slap Again!
Strange Music Knocks!
Back Up, Openin'!
Strange Music Box!

Thats whats happenin'!
Strange Music Box!
Got us tapping in!
Strange Music Box!
Bump That slap Again!
Strange Music Knocks!
Back Up, Openin'!
Strange Music Box!

(The Big Blue Music Box)

[Verse 3 Brotha Lynch Hung]
Spiderman, off of this lyrical Vicodin,
Off of this here we go, I get it ins,
Spitting that petro, let go, Tech know, sets blow,
Come see about me nigga!
Figga this, I'ma get venomous, taking out ten of us,
Niggas is sweet like cinnamon, wait, but then again,
I'ma pick up the pen again,
Bend 'em in half, blood bath,
Then I'ma laugh, then I'ma smash, the I'ma ask,
The I'ma blast first, them I'ma send him his ending, cut 'em up,
Fucking him up the rectum, I disect the man,
I'm try to eat the neck and hand,
Slice him up like a Mexican,
Seconds, then his body is fricassee, shit is bleeding,
You should see him, or you can be him,
I got dead human beings in the freezer, I'ma believer,
I ain't no Wally Cleaver, but I carry a meat cleaver,
I speak geek to people, I'm lethal, a little strange,
I eat it with cream of wheat and some butter that's mixed with brains,
I'm the Coat Hanger Strangler,
Hanging him up, he's fried rice, he tried twice,
He's dry ice, tell 'em Tech N9ne!

[Hook]
Thats whats happenin'!
Strange Music Box!
Got us tapping in!
Strange Music Box!
Bump That slap Again!
Strange Music Knocks!
Back Up, Openin'!
Strange Music Box!

Thats whats happenin'!
Strange Music Box!
Got us tapping in!
Strange Music Box!
Bump That slap Again!
Strange Music Knocks!
Back Up, Openin'!
Strange Music Box!

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