Tech N9ne, Prozak, Rittz, Krizz Kaliko - Strangeulation Vol. II Cypher IV lyrics

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!

(Haha, here we go again! yeah! 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, watch '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
What they saying is fecal
Betta give it up, put 'em in the blender
Surrender it like you had enough
Never no-contender pretending like
You ready-to-buck
Ninja turtle talkin' to a splinter
I don't give a fuck ah ha, it goes up
Killin' niggas like they 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 bigger than you
And he thinking he can come and
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
Him 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 that 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!

Shit, never could do right in school
I just choose to cruise by
The principal told me I'm a loser
The dude’s right all I did as a kid was
Shoot dice and toot white causing disputes
My future was never too bright
But who would’ve knew I’d be lucky
Enough to get a record deal
And pursue my music? I’m
Too psyched, not once, but two times
I murder shit, a repeat offender
With the biggest independent, salute N9ne
If they bussin' I'mma 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 fuse strike
A few of mine kinda swole with this now your
Face is basically a bullseye
And you like ooh ah!
And I ain't quitting 'til I
Got a crib in Malibu, sitting poolside
I'm chilling, sipping Crown a coke bag
I say what I'm thinking
Never been known to hold back
I'm pimpin' 'em steadily
Putting hoes on Prozac
Blow got me looking like
My nose is snow-capped under the scopes
Steady getting groped and poked at
Then those that oppose that wanna do-si do
Per rope-a dope will get you
KO'd or toe tagged
At 5'10" 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 for the dough I don't have
Oh snap, forgot it was a chopper song
This is what you want to 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
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 intertwined
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 an 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 (bar)
So best to be leaving me lonely
Psychotic and mentally 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
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 killing all these shows now
It started from the bottom
Now we got the people showing up
And lining up in every town
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

Baby, you up? Yeah, let's do it