Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Strange Enough, artist - N.A.S.A.. Album song The Spirit Of Apollo, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 16.02.2009
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Spectrophonic Sound
Song language: English
Strange Enough |
Toe to toe, I scrap with the best |
If I spit 10 rhymes, nigga 9 gon' connect |
If you ain’t from the 102, I respect |
Cause I probably just forgot, I’m rolling strictly for my set (Dirt Dog) |
Wu-Tang, man I love my set |
Niggas coming up here cause this is where the cheese at |
Look here, more money, more problems, my ass |
You’s a naive cat if you still believe that, for real |
That’s some shit to try to keep you where you at |
All content while niggas driving Bentleys and Maybachs |
Think I’mma laid back playa? |
Forget it |
First 100 G’s I see nigga I’m tryin to flip it (hell yeah) |
And that’s some real shit, not just some lyrics |
I got a couple open cases, not too specific |
Niggas out here tryin to prove who’s the realest |
It’s ok to pop shit, but come a little different |
Don’t know why I do these things that hurt me |
I’m strange enough to change, y’all use these tools and then pervert me |
Deranged enough to change |
Don’t know why I do these things that hurt me |
I’m strange enough to change, y’all use these tools and then pervert me |
Deranged enough to change |
Ladies and gentleman |
Right about now |
Let’s get ready to rumble |
Wild boy, cow bow, entertainer |
Insane Purple Rainer |
Musical genius, smoke the greenest |
35 trying to survive like I mean this |
Amped up with a whole lotta watts |
Beat bang like a whole lotta shots |
In the gun range, strange as they come |
Underground don-da-da number one |
Bang this orangutan, jungle funk, trouble funk |
Double shot vodka on the rock star drunk |
Rock n roll songs belong to blues singers |
So peep this song that we sing, ya |
Young and started, but I had a talent |
To give this pack a jump, cause I took it as a challenge |
So older niggas gave me much as I could handle |
Cop the eagle, started jacking with the green New Balance shit |
Feeling clean, I was only 13 |
With the heavy starch on my Bugle Boy jeans |
My name spelled out on my 4 finger ring |
It was Dirt then, cause McGirt you ain’t seen |
Don’t know why I do these things that hurt me |
I’m strange enough to change, y’all use these tools and then pervert me |
Deranged enough to change |
Don’t know why I do these things that hurt me |
I’m strange enough to change, y’all use these tools and then pervert me |
Deranged enough to change |
Yo, the truth hurts, I’m addicted to shit I don’t need |
Weed, yayo, nosebleeds |
Please don’t remind me the hoes that grind me |
Strip club, late night, gettin' grimy |
Freak show, panty lover |
But I’m gettin too old for this like Danny Glover |
Nah, bump that, gimme some more, let’s go |
Ozzy Osbourne when I perform the flow, yo |
I’m old school, set in my ways |
Set blaze to the track N.A.S.A. |
made |
Ain’t lost my touch |
Ride 'till the wheels fall with no clutch |
Just stick to the script n' dip |
Dirt and Lip getting chips like Erik Estrada |
Coming with the silent product |
It’s FatLip and Dirt Dog |
And N.A.S.A. |
for all y’all |
Don’t know why I do these things that hurt me |
I’m strange enough to change, y’all use these tools and then pervert me |
Deranged enough to change |
Don’t know why I do these things that hurt me |
I’m strange enough to change, y’all use these tools and then pervert me |
Deranged enough to change |
Don’t know why I do these things that hurt me |
I’m strange enough to change, y’all use these tools and then pervert me |
I’m Deranged enough to change |
Don’t know why I do these things that hurt me |
I’m strange enough to change, y’all use these tools and then pervert me |
Deranged enough to change |
Don’t know why I do these things that hurt me |
I’m strange enough to change, y’all use these tools and then pervert me |
Deranged enough to change |