Q Strange Şarkı Sözleri ( Lyrics )

**Prenses** · 14.08.08, 11:52

Buy My Friggin Album Bitch

Buy my CD or I'll break your ****in' head
I got 15 hundred copies in boxes under my bed
Heard what I said, buy it, shit at least try it
This shit is dope as **** don't make me pull your ears with pliers
Ain't no one buyin' my album it should've been platinum
At least gold, the kids don't buy my shit I'm gonna crack'em
My idea street promotion is drivin' through places
And peggin' promo tapes at peoples faces sayin' "buy it you homo"
A promo, what? you want free shit
You better pay up, I'll even take food stamps kid
If you ain't got a job, man it's cool you can rob
Still from your old man, cuz he's a fat drunken slob
And ya mom, she's blown in lonely Ville for 20
So just tell that smelly hoe you need some money buddy
I go to the stores that are selling LP's
Tell'em move some ****in' units or I'll break your friggin knees
Emcees don't even wanna battle me now
My put my lyrics up because I started knockin' bitches out
Interrupt rock sets from alternative bands
I snatch the mic and start beatin' till it's hurtin' my hands
Then I kick my wicked flows until the cops are called
I'll throw a bar stool and start a bar room brawl
As I run out the door, just before I jet
Don't forget to buy my album on CD or cassette

I'm a dope emcee but a shitty self promoter
I'll sign a contract for a hoagie and soda
I'ma use force like as if my name was Yoda
Buy my shit quick man just do what I told ya
Can't work for a living gotta eat off this
Plus I gotta crib, and a wife, and a kid
I'ma shove in your face till you purchase it
Just buy my friggin album bitch!

Don't be a cheap **** it's just 11.99
And it's worth it, I ain't sayin' that because it's mine
If it's whack, don't even think you'll get your money back
You and your boys can make fun of it, yo I like it when you crack
Take a bat, and use the thing for batting practice man smash it
I don't give a **** man ****in' bash it you can have it
I really don't care man just purchase the shit
I really don't feel like havin' to hurt you bitch
But I will, so find a way to cop my shit quick
Before I find you first, and beat 'cha fat ass wit a stick
Go on Carson Daily's show and request my video
"You ain't got one" I know, just ****in' do it yo
The radio don't play me and I got no distribution
Ima walk into Land Speed and just start shootinI can't sell cds even in my own city
Ima change my name to Q stiggy and start actin' jiggy
I got promo posters as wall paper in my crib
And I wonder why no one's ever heard of my shit
If I went out and promoted I could probably sell a record
But instead I'll just sit and scratch myself, hey yo check it

If you don't go out and buy my cd
I'm gonna ****in' kick your ass
I ain't even playin' wit 'chu
I am literally gonna knock you the **** out
If you don't go out and buy the shit
Just ****in' buy it man
You can afford it
What the **** is wrong wit 'chu?
It's a ****in' dope album man just pick it up
What 'chu mean you never heard of me?
It doesn't matter if you never heard of me
I'm ****in' tellin' you now just buy the shit, what?

Q Strange

**Prenses** · 14.08.08, 11:54

Can't Take No More

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' to find
The answers to the things I need to succeed or survive
I'm tryin' to strive, but I wonder why
Is it so rough, I gotta see defeat and times are tough
And I don't want him to see his daddy gettin' takin' away in hand coughs
It's all this stuff, these city kids they keep it real
But not keepin' it real, is talkin' shit and packin' steel
What's the deal? That's how you represent? not me
I keep it real wit my family and I take responsibility
But I can understand why niggaz buck
Cuz it's a ****ed up world
But what if your stray bullet ever hits a little girl
I think about this shit as years go by like minutes
I know it's bad now, but it's only the beginning
Media tells me its better, but I see its gettin' worse
I wanna ride around in limos, but I'm headin' for a hearse
Suicide obeys my mind and sometimes I think it's over
I don't trust no one so I'm on point just like a cobra
Even if I know ya I don't trust ya cuz I cant
You give ya soul to people and they just take advantage

Negative vibes vibrate through my speaker
See the way I rhyme I should be sayin' somethin' deeper
My tape that gets possessed by evil demons actin' ill
Teachin' kids how to rob, carry guns, sell drugs, and kill
I real artist, kick soul from the heart
Does art imitate life, or does my life imitate art
If it's a part of your life express it, but don't glamorize
This influence on young minds wanna do the shit I rhyme
Now that I'ma parent its apparent I should recognize
Negative affects that this has in my childs eyes
I apologize to my family and pride
And all the young teens I left emotionally scarred
I can't take no more of the guilt paranoia
Never be a doctor, or a cop or not a lawyer
The only thing I got in this world is makin' music
I'd rather rap about abusive shit than go and do it
But at the same time I write lines when I write these rhymes
I'm a grown man and a father am I wastin' my time
Should I just stop and maybe change my flow
I don't know, I'm at a crossroad I gotta choose where to go
I am not the man I was when I started this shit
Allota this shit, I see means the harder I spit
But since then I got a son who looks up to me
The image that I'm givin' man it kinda ****s with me
Torn between a gimmick and respect from my seed
Well there ain't no competition I ain't driven by greed
So this is it, all the horror, the violence, the gore
I leave it behind I can't take it no more...

Q Strange

**Prenses** · 14.08.08, 11:56

Emcee Assault

Assaulting emcee's with my lyrical artillery
You sicken me the epitome of lyrical wizardry
Ability for spitten' these rhymes without no sympathy
Verbally assaulting emcee's they should imprison me
Given me, electrocution cookin' me like ?quickasee?
The should call you emcee social studies cuz you history
Mystery why punk ass kids wanna mess wit me
Infecting me with deafening music it is upsetting me
(I got) punch lines like people at the prom waitin' for juice
You got whack rhymes use the mic cord as a noose
I'm sorta confused, cuz I thought I saw on the news
That there's an epidemic spreading and they caught it from you
It's whack rapper disease and it affects punk emcees
You beating me is like black folks on ski's
You'll never see it kid, not even in your dreams
I need skills like Carson Daily needs screamin' teens

Step up if you wanna get hurt
Comin' wit the grime and the grit and the dirt
Step up if you wanna get hurt
Emcee Assault

I talk trash so cats wanna battle me now
Well ain't cute no more, just like Little Bow Wow
A fowl mouth, assaulting emcee's stompin'em out
Talkin' more garbage than Oscar the grouch
I'm knockin'em out, like fish you be floppin' around
Paramedics are jetting you to the hospital now
Choppin'em down, like a lumberjack wit an ax
All that's left is puddles of blood with kangols and backpacks
Whipen'em out, like some boogies on a snot rag
Thugs be boys, nerd emcee's and even art fags
Not sad, I'm happy like Gilmore
I'm ill raw, funky, fresh, deaf and still more
I'm real poor, only chips I'm stackin' is my Pringles
Punch bachelors so I can say I have hit singles
I mix-mingle, try to lead fellow musicians
But I'm driven by the competition then I start to dissinI'm trippin', like jack trippa I'm surrounded by broads
You think you get raw? (Come and knock on my door)
I'm not on a tour, if you wanna see me perform
Ya gotta come to my crib sit wit my kid on the floor

I'm dirty like an aids infested hypodermic needle
Gritty like the sand in the speedo of a fag gweedo
Grimy like a slimy reptiley creature
Even if I lost my speech, I would still beat'cha
Stumbling, and mumbling make ya words clearer
Ya strugglin' worse than Big Pun's Pallbearers
My rhymes are more grimy than ya grandma's ass
In the heat for three weeks without havin' a bath
And havin' attacks, of uncontrollable gas
Wit a mess in her Depends and grandpas nut blast
Step to me, I got them rhymes straight out the gutter
It's embaracin' like goin' to the mall wit cha mother
And ya handicapped father and ya retarded brotha
Why bother battlin' me go find anotha
Rhymes to steal tagged on the wall of a men's room stall
You a victim of Emcee Assault!

Q Strange

**Prenses** · 14.08.08, 11:57

Father Figure

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 see
Welcome me into his home givin' me family
A man to me closer than my own pops
My cousins ain't my cousins, they're my brothas and that lovin' wont stop
Never wanted the come I would never throw ya name
For personal gain, too much respect in my veins
Grow to me like your own and I never got to thank ya
Angry when I saw what they printed in the paper
Offered to take me in when I lost my mom
That's why I respect you more than any mafia don
I didn't know that man that did the federal bids
I knew a man who give the whole world to his kids
Knew a man who was funny and he had a good heart
And I'ma treasure you forever I'm a miss you uncle Roc

In my life I never had a dad
But you we're right there to guide me down the path
Given me the things I woulda never had
Even though it's hard now that 'cha passed
I still move on, try not to be sad
I had you in my life I think god for that
And I just hope that I can be
Half the man you have to be

Grandpa you did a better job wit me than your son
No disrespect to my father but you got the job done
Taught me how to win respect that I'll never forget
Working hard all your life poured blood, tears, and sweat
Taught me honor and pride, and I feel hollow inside
Wit out 'chu in my life I'm so sorry you died
Took me from a boy to a man, and you raised me
Not just for me, you did the same thing for Jamie
But you were the glue that held the family together
Never thought after you passed that the family would sever
All of our ties, and just stop communicatinBut without ya love I guess we started hatinBut we was all there around the hospital bed
We were prayin' and cryin' I said goodbye then I kissed ya forehead
Watchin' my hero trying to breathe on a respirator
Yesterday the pain was even greater watchin' as you fade away
Right before my eyes, wishin' I could save you
Right until the end you were so strong and brave too
Named my son after you and you were so proud
Told everyone you knew about 'cha great grandchild
You held him in ya arms broke a tear couldn't speak
If only I knew, you woulda passed the next week
I woulda told you were my world thank you for your love
I hope your lookin' down watchin' over us from above
Because, you were the one who played the role model
Without 'chu in my life my hearts filled with sorrow
I guess what they say no one is promised tomorrow
Its true, Gods mysterious ways would always follow
You taught me life lessons I'ma carry for life
Pass it on to my seed, and try to bring him up right
Without these influences I don't know where I'd be
In the cemetery or in the penitentiary

Q Strange

**Prenses** · 14.08.08, 12:00

Ghetto Gothic

Comin' wit the hard shit
Demented and the dark shit
Wickedness regardless
Hip-hop sounding Gothic
Will I begin and I pick up the mic and deliver the batik, I billem, I kiddem
I hittem, I killem and then I just give em the plea of their life I killem
Its gonna be and hour or two
Sayin' its true prayin' to god I can offer you
This demon is beating, you bleed and scream
And I got more for you
I offer you a chance to run, Ima come and start the hunt
Stalkin' you is half the fun, yo my prey has just begun
Leavin' you stunned, paralyzed, leavin' you blind, stab your eyes
Makin' you my sacrifice, drown you just like ?Shepard's? wife
They don't wanna step, you ain't half as nice
Stab you with a plastic knife
Stab and slice, mad at life
Sanity done passed me by
How'd I get so powerless?
Can stop, wont stop with the rottin flesh
Cuttem up quick that's how it is
I did that shit, I ain't proud of it
No doubt wit it, I'm reppin' the hot shit
Hip hop that's gothic
What are you retarded?
Gimme the mic lets get this started

Comin' wit that Ghetto Gothic
Comin' out the darkness
Wicked shit, you can't stop this
Hot shit, and it ain't hard to tell
Stayin' underground like the flames of hell

Murda Murda Murda

[Majik Duce]
So sickly, you can't see me like Houdini
Where the **** up at your vision?
Gothic flippin', rippin', rockin' put with precision
What the **** is up with your rhymin' ass
Why the **** you rhymin' with your hair shook
And exercising your lead foot
Runaway
Better putt yo double four magnums away
Path for the game
Step on the main, happy to live for today
Cuz if I wasn't, how could I possibly be travelin' on?
Hittin' the valley but still I manage to be battelin' on

Mutha **** that harmony shit
Where the **** your artery bitch?
Gotta car to start and four more let's start
For more people to hit
I'm coming but I guess I'm partly to blame
But I'm just that modern day jokesta
Why do you all try to be like Q Strange?
But you ain't Shit like Q

[Q Strange]
Fact is I'm commin' up outta the blackness
Them enemies wanna attack this
They keep comin' out wit whack shit, yo practice
Before you throw stones from yo glass house
Comin' at me wit the bullshit, betta believe I'll take that ass out
You passed out, wait, from the wickedest shit that I get when I spit
Shut yo lips, **** you bitch, went and gotta shovel and I dug yo ditch?
You don't wanna step, wanna step to me
Even now so you can see
That ya life's in jeopardy
You bout to meet ya destiny

[Q Strange]
I been a killa, like Jack the Rippa
Me runnin' wit that roughneck crew no ones illa
We murder them with the stylee from the sewer
You don't want the glock cuz I no sharpshooter
Shady blade cuts smooth if you don't drilla
See da blood clot now they call me blood spilla
We comin' to the place rude boy comin' no one realla
Me got the red heart me gonna kill like Dracula
Me rugged is my stylee no way not dire
Busta now me comin' straight grimy
Ragamuffin sound boy, betta watchya back now
Comin' not gonna back down
Wacky man come to lay the smack down

Yo I'm back now, wit the Ghetto Gothic, cant stop it, I'm heartless
Innocent souls is my target
I rock shit, wit a style straight out the darkness
Hip hop flows over beats is rap gothic
When I see ya punk, Ima sleigh that whack garbage
For starters, Ima killem all yo regardless
I shock kids, when I kick a flow and it bothers
Whack little bitches yo you cant take the hard shit
You scarred bitch, mentally affected by the sickness
When it kicks yo, can I get a witness?
Rip ya insides out, and then splatter'em
So many homicide records, my cases went platinum

Q Strange

**Prenses** · 14.08.08, 12:01

Happy Home

Just seventeen when I metchu
Yeah you, we were young but cha knew what I been through
Ita ****ed up if we meant to
But I was your friend tried to protect you
Plus I knew you had potential
Had a good heart and was set to mend to
Known as a hoe and got laughed at
But I was a man, and I saw right past that
You were better than that, so I aimed you
In the right direction a gaurdian angel
Even though I wasnt heaven sent
Had to take you outta that bad bad element
I admit I was hesitant
To give you my heart but you know I had to represent
I had to show you there was more to life
Show you da light that was sorta nice
I knew you had issues
And there was some shit that you had been through
Tried my best to understand
All I ever wanted was to be ya man
Had no self esteem and was insecure
Wipe'en tears and reassure
Tell you that your beautiful
Special and Unusual
Much more than just doable
Deserved the world and you knew it too
Put up with ya jealous rage
Flipouts and abusive stage
Thru it all I always stayed
By your side you were amazed
Didn't know why but I couldnt say
Just took it all like day to day
Wanted the ring so I copped that
You want a new car so I bought that
You wanted a kid, yo I got that
Now you wanna crib so I bought that
Everything in the world that your heart desired
I gave to you, I sacrificed
Anything to see you smile
Ya happiness just drove me wild

How could this happen to my happy home
How could you tear the heart out my soul
Why am I the one whose all alone
When I did everything just to make you happy

How could this happen to my happy home
How could you tear the heart out my soul
How could you be so damn cold
When all I ever did was try to make you happy

Moved real fast in marryment
Things did move like kinda quick
Engaged, married, now a kid
That was the base of my happiness
I worked for mine, and tried to provide for my family and I'm filled with pride
I scarificed every job that you didnt like
Just to make you happy, but it didnt right
I letchu go and work for us
You pay the bills, I'll raise a son
I do what it takes to set it right
As long as we're together I'm set for life
Now you out wit around yo peers
See that you been wastin years
Thinkin that you missin life
No more girl, wanna be my wife
Takin number from these guys
Callin them to my surprise
Then I see you gotta man
Cheatin lyin all damn
It hurt me
When I found that night about the show in Jersey
That you and ya man was in 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 dude who's ****in you
Wanna take this life that we built from scratch
Throw it out the window and down the hatch
Flush it down the toilet just like that
**** you bitch I'm done with that
If I had a gat, I'da cocked the shit
Aimed it and just shot the shit
Killed you you obnoxious bitch
You and ya man I'm shocked and shit
Every night you dont come home
Findin numbers in your phone
Guess that I just shoulda known
That you'd leave me all alone
I trusted you, wit my heart
Now you tore my life apart
I aint got shit without you now
I can't move on I dont know how
I don't wanna live, I'd rather die
Than not have you here by my side
I wanna commit a double homicide
Then just ****in suicide
Why did you do why?
Was it worth it?
See what you did I'm hurt bitch
Dont say you didnt do it on purpose
You wasnt sorry while suckin on a nerds dick
I sacrificed it all for you
So that you wouldn't be miserable
You one ****ed up individual
I hope your new man shits on you!

Q Strange

**Prenses** · 14.08.08, 12:03

Hed Nod Shit

Yo I'm catchin' more wreck drivers than triple A
They should call you Chucky cuz ya lyrics are Child's Play
Try to pray to god that l come back
There's a better chance of seein' a Kid N Play come back
I run rap, you done clap, so what bitch I done that
Nothin' but talk actin' more shady than sun hats
I got that, type of ill funk you like the ahhh shit
Step into the cipher turning it into a mosh pit
I rock shit, with the hot shit never stop this
Makin' you bounce like a hot bitch that's topless
Its nonsense bring it to me dirty like a laundry mat
Perpetrating like you will like a hypochondriac
Please, you wacky emcees cant touch my steez
All on my nuts, like I'm a dog and yall fleas
Yall ain't reppin' keys unless they for your Plymouth breeze
So why you gotta front punk, yall ain't off the heez
I'm known to grip microphones and get blown
And blast chromosomes on your girl while you home alone
My roamin' zone tryin' to do my thing and make some provolone
Cuz I'm more connected than a mobile phone
Never see me stoned, I'm just high on my own
These punks'll get stuffed just like a calzone
It's amazing at the rate I'm takin'em out
Even that DC snipers like "damn settle down"
It's just one of the damn days, I'm on a rampage
You get crushed, like you were stuck in the trade center stairways
Been through more hell man than mayonnaise
And I got more rhymes than Don King has bad hair days
I am not all evil I got a little bit of good
But then again I think that Hitler was just misunderstood
Aw so what I like the eat and I heard its hot in hell
It ain't my fault cuz I been through more shit than Cottonelle

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 and I'm rollin' with the squad
And all we're tryin' to do is make ya head nod

iLLmortal baby comin' back wit a vengeance
You emcees are absent and I got perfect attendance
Like a super intendent I'm just handin' out these detention
To you remedial rappers that need just special attention
I'm blessin' the mic like it was sneezin' and shit
And while you out runnin' game kid, I'm pleasin' ya bitch
I wanna blow up, yo, and just get paid lovely
Hey yo **** Raymond everybody better love me
It must be nice, to be crazy mad rich
Just from droppin' one whack booty radio hit
Ima keep rippin' these rhymes until you bastards are just sick of me
Abusin' the mic like Chino X abuses similes
Crazy white kid wit violent curses in his verses
Not the next Eminem, I should've been the first kid
I ain't smart enough to get a hook up wit Dre
But I did get a hook up wit a hooker wit aids
But anyways I'ma just be a flowin' emcee
I'm like Eee ain't nobody ever noticin' me
So this shit is just a hobby but it should be my career
But I couldn't give a shit if I had mad diarrhea
I'm just happy wit my little solid fan base
And hey yo I got more lines than George Hamilton's tan face
I'm all over the damn place with this song I got no structure
It ain't about shit, but you don't like it, man **** ya

Q Strange

**Prenses** · 14.08.08, 12:12

Heroin

You'll never leave me
You need me in this life
You can't live without me
I own you
You belong to me
That's right, don't ever try to leave me
Because you can't
You can't do it
You know who I am

(Who are you? Tell em' your name)

My name is Heroin I'm better than your medicine
I'll take your life and your soul if you let me in
There ain't a problem in this world that I can't fix
There ain't a pain that you have I can't help you deal with

You need me you can't live without me inside you
Don't believe in negative press you've been lied to
I'm all you need in life you can't breathe without me
I'm your best friend, your lover and your family
I make you feel like you have supernatural power
I'm all you need and I'm just a brown powder
You'd steal from your own mother just to have me
Walk through the worst neighbourhoods just to grab me
Sitting in a corner putting me in a spoon
Anticipating the feeling you're gonna have soon
Burning me, turning me into liquid form
It's a great habit what's you wanna keep it for
You look at you, you're trembling putting me in a seringe
You're pocking your skin you're trying to get me in
You shove it through your eyelids just to get me through your brain
The faster I can go there and ease your pain
In your vein I just slither like a venoms snake and it's great
I can't wait just to end your heartache
I slowly cross the blood brain barrier
Give birth to morpheme finds to open your receptors
You have a sensation; you're calling in a rush
The intensity because you had all my drugs
And the faster that I find to open your receptors
The more intense the rush is, it feels even better
You might have a warm blushing in your skin
Have a dry mouth or happiness in your limbs
You might be nauseous, vomit, have severe itches
But it's worth it nothing beats this here feeling

You got problems in your life I can help you through it
When you tried to dump me before but you couldn't do it
You had insomnia, muscle and bone pain
Worse than when you tried to leave my cousin named Cocaine
You were vomiting, restless, had cold flashes
It's just you and me no one knows you're an addict
You're psychically depending on me now. Don't you see that?
You would die without me in your life, believe that
I've infected your heart and clogged you veins
I have done sever damage to your veins
Because of me you'd had bacterial infections
A small price to pay that's the cost of my affection
The high is wearing of you're drowsy for a couple of hours
My affect have got your mental function all clouded
You heart rate drops you respiratory system slows
You're slowly fading as a victim of my overdose
You needed me but don't you see I don't need you
There's a lot of people in this world that need me too
I just used you like the stupid bitch you are
I left you dead in your own vomit on the kitchen floor
I didn't care about you; you're just a bitch to me
I know you cheated on me with your brother Ecstasy
We got my people to infect, you can't stop me
There's rehabs and clinics but people still can't drop me
I've been on a killing spree for decades now
There ain't nothing in this world that's gonna slow me down

Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha
Yeah that's right
You can't stop me
I'm just gonna keep going
I'ma keep ending more lives, infecting more people
This ain't never gonna stop
Cause once you've had me, you can't live without me in your life
I will rule your whole world
You live for me
I own you

Q Strange

**Prenses** · 14.08.08, 12:14

I'm Crazy

The insane brain of Q Strange will reign
Remember that when I slice your veins
You don't wanna **** with the killa right here
I'll tear your legs off and throw em down the stairs
Unable to repair the eyes legs and arms
Break in ya crib and I'll get your mom
Tie the bitch up to the bed post
Get close light it up watch the head roast
I'm gonna laugh when I cut her in half
She was caught in the rap of my aftermath
You don't have to ask I'm the illest around
I was underground but I'm killin em now
And you're feelin the sound of a murderer
Still illriginal productions you heard of us
You're jerkin us I'm hard to kill
And your blood gonna spill I'm poppin pills
Like Prozak Rydalin Infacil
Won't do shit cuz I'm mentally ill
Can't pay the bill to my therapist
So now I cant get my sedatives
So I walk around all hella pissed
Man you don't know who this fella is?
I thought you knew its the guy named Q
With blood stained clothes in my dining room
Chewin on a cut off leg eatin people when they dead
Eat their organs in some bread crack open a severed head
Hard crunchy outside, chewy gooey inside
Should have seen the look on the parents face when
they heard the kids died
This mind in my head is dead and yet my skull is a casket
Psychopathic tactics to kill all you reckless bastards
Lighter fluid and a pack of matches bring me such satisfaction
Pyromaniac is laughing while the flames are burning, cracklin
I like to hear the helpless screams of the people trapped inside
Sirens in the distance but you'll never make it there on time
So I slide to the next victim take an icepick and stick em
I can't control the shit I do its just a sick addiction
And yo, I'm crazy I'm crazy bitch you don't believe me?
Wait till you see me on your TV then you'll want to be me
You can never be as nuts as me what you think you buck like me?
We'll ****in see you're luck is up and chump I'm bout to jump on thee
Corpse and of course I'm divorsed from my mind
Or "The Source" cookin me one ****in mic the next time cause I'm

Crazy
I'm Crazy

Crazy loony tapped in the brain
Not all there passed insane
Deranged strange basket case
Don't wanna change half to face
The fact that I'm ill mentally it was just meant to be
Don't step to me you get to see how death is your destiny
It gets the best of me guts and flesh digestin me
Its hektik G I'll rip you chest disectively my minds infected see
Respectin me is crucial if you don;t it gets brutal
Cuz i do the type of shit that movie scripts don't even do
Don't got a crew maybe I do but they all up in my head
Multiple personalities who needs ****in friends
Ohh I hit you in the back with a bat
I hack you up with an axe as a matter of fact
Dressed in black to attack I drag em
In the back of a Saturn wagon
Braggin Boastin Comatosin
Bag a body in the bottom of the ocean
Postin pictures FBI
Killer wanted dead or alive
You'll never get me man I Aint gonna stop
The cops'll get dropped stabbed and get shot
Shit is red hot like the flames of hell
You say farewell to the body is a nameless shell
I came to tell you all that I aint no joke
Ashes get smoked all will get choked
You start to get get poked with a rusty blade
I'm the one and only killer known as Q strange...

Q Strange

**Prenses** · 14.08.08, 12:15

Illriginal

Yeah Q Strange
Wit dat Illriginal Style

Reppin' deep subterranean, crazy up in the cranium
I'm lookin' mo' suspicious than Arabians with uranium
Flyin' low in the shuttle, I'm far from suttle
I'm gettin' stared at more than interracial couples
I run through airport gates wavin' guns too like **** you
I come through, wanna blow dis bitch up too
Cuz Q, don't know how to deal with every day stress
I stay dressed in rags, and whack sneakers from payless
My paychecks are way less, than cats wit half the talent
My pockets slim and empty when they should be thick like Allen
Battlin' emcees and they all full of a player shook
Still I couldn't get signed with a pen and a yearbook

I'm in the house like I was on home confinement
Lyin' like my career would be shorter than Paul Simon
Never had the smarts to go and be and MD
But they should still call me Doogie cuz I Houser MCs
A thousand emcees, frontin' man they ain't sayin' nothinJust flappin' they lips and tellin' stories like Teddy Ruxpin
You ain't thugin' I don't care what your crew say
Heard me rhyme on Friday it didn't hit cha till Tuesday
You say alive I should come and see you rock
I did, you bout as live as Biggie Smalls and Tupac
Got a shoebox full of tongues keep as my trophies
From homies, I annihilated at the show, see?

You was a top dog yesterday man, it don't scare me
I'm here today like Matt Lower, and tomorrow like Annie
You fairy, pansy yo you shoulda tried plan b
My beats thump like that rabbit on bambi
Cant stand me, cuz you know that you ain't half as nice
So go **** ya self, like a hermaphrodite
Pass the mic to me and piss mad kids off
I hog the shit for two hours they're like "dag get off"
I was in the cipher but I had to leave the circle
Watchin' me battle is like seein' Screech vs. Urkel
Verbal, mutilation, slaughter, man just accept it
You pass me the mic, big mistake, yall shoulda kept it...

Q Strange

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14.08.08, 11:54	#2 (permalink)
Kullanıcı Profili Prenses Alfa Üye Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul Mesajlar: 11.417 Konular: 1154 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	Can't Take No More Can't Take No More 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' to find The answers to the things I need to succeed or survive I'm tryin' to strive, but I wonder why Is it so rough, I gotta see defeat and times are tough And I don't want him to see his daddy gettin' takin' away in hand coughs It's all this stuff, these city kids they keep it real But not keepin' it real, is talkin' shit and packin' steel What's the deal? That's how you represent? not me I keep it real wit my family and I take responsibility But I can understand why niggaz buck Cuz it's a **ed up world But what if your stray bullet ever hits a little girl I think about this shit as years go by like minutes I know it's bad now, but it's only the beginning Media tells me its better, but I see its gettin' worse I wanna ride around in limos, but I'm headin' for a hearse Suicide obeys my mind and sometimes I think it's over I don't trust no one so I'm on point just like a cobra Even if I know ya I don't trust ya cuz I cant You give ya soul to people and they just take advantage Negative vibes vibrate through my speaker See the way I rhyme I should be sayin' somethin' deeper My tape that gets possessed by evil demons actin' ill Teachin' kids how to rob, carry guns, sell drugs, and kill I real artist, kick soul from the heart Does art imitate life, or does my life imitate art If it's a part of your life express it, but don't glamorize This influence on young minds wanna do the shit I rhyme Now that I'ma parent its apparent I should recognize Negative affects that this has in my childs eyes I apologize to my family and pride And all the young teens I left emotionally scarred I can't take no more of the guilt paranoia Never be a doctor, or a cop or not a lawyer The only thing I got in this world is makin' music I'd rather rap about abusive shit than go and do it But at the same time I write lines when I write these rhymes I'm a grown man and a father am I wastin' my time Should I just stop and maybe change my flow I don't know, I'm at a crossroad I gotta choose where to go I am not the man I was when I started this shit Allota this shit, I see means the harder I spit But since then I got a son who looks up to me The image that I'm givin' man it kinda **s with me Torn between a gimmick and respect from my seed Well there ain't no competition I ain't driven by greed So this is it, all the horror, the violence, the gore I leave it behind I can't take it no more... Q Strange

14.08.08, 11:56	#3 (permalink)
Kullanıcı Profili Prenses Alfa Üye Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul Mesajlar: 11.417 Konular: 1154 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	Emcee Assault Emcee Assault Assaulting emcee's with my lyrical artillery You sicken me the epitome of lyrical wizardry Ability for spitten' these rhymes without no sympathy Verbally assaulting emcee's they should imprison me Given me, electrocution cookin' me like ?quickasee? The should call you emcee social studies cuz you history Mystery why punk ass kids wanna mess wit me Infecting me with deafening music it is upsetting me (I got) punch lines like people at the prom waitin' for juice You got whack rhymes use the mic cord as a noose I'm sorta confused, cuz I thought I saw on the news That there's an epidemic spreading and they caught it from you It's whack rapper disease and it affects punk emcees You beating me is like black folks on ski's You'll never see it kid, not even in your dreams I need skills like Carson Daily needs screamin' teens Step up if you wanna get hurt Comin' wit the grime and the grit and the dirt Step up if you wanna get hurt Emcee Assault I talk trash so cats wanna battle me now Well ain't cute no more, just like Little Bow Wow A fowl mouth, assaulting emcee's stompin'em out Talkin' more garbage than Oscar the grouch I'm knockin'em out, like fish you be floppin' around Paramedics are jetting you to the hospital now Choppin'em down, like a lumberjack wit an ax All that's left is puddles of blood with kangols and backpacks Whipen'em out, like some boogies on a snot rag Thugs be boys, nerd emcee's and even art fags Not sad, I'm happy like Gilmore I'm ill raw, funky, fresh, deaf and still more I'm real poor, only chips I'm stackin' is my Pringles Punch bachelors so I can say I have hit singles I mix-mingle, try to lead fellow musicians But I'm driven by the competition then I start to dissinI'm trippin', like jack trippa I'm surrounded by broads You think you get raw? (Come and knock on my door) I'm not on a tour, if you wanna see me perform Ya gotta come to my crib sit wit my kid on the floor I'm dirty like an aids infested hypodermic needle Gritty like the sand in the speedo of a fag gweedo Grimy like a slimy reptiley creature Even if I lost my speech, I would still beat'cha Stumbling, and mumbling make ya words clearer Ya strugglin' worse than Big Pun's Pallbearers My rhymes are more grimy than ya grandma's ass In the heat for three weeks without havin' a bath And havin' attacks, of uncontrollable gas Wit a mess in her Depends and grandpas nut blast Step to me, I got them rhymes straight out the gutter It's embaracin' like goin' to the mall wit cha mother And ya handicapped father and ya retarded brotha Why bother battlin' me go find anotha Rhymes to steal tagged on the wall of a men's room stall You a victim of Emcee Assault! Q Strange

14.08.08, 11:57	#4 (permalink)
Kullanıcı Profili Prenses Alfa Üye Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul Mesajlar: 11.417 Konular: 1154 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	Father Figure Father Figure 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 see Welcome me into his home givin' me family A man to me closer than my own pops My cousins ain't my cousins, they're my brothas and that lovin' wont stop Never wanted the come I would never throw ya name For personal gain, too much respect in my veins Grow to me like your own and I never got to thank ya Angry when I saw what they printed in the paper Offered to take me in when I lost my mom That's why I respect you more than any mafia don I didn't know that man that did the federal bids I knew a man who give the whole world to his kids Knew a man who was funny and he had a good heart And I'ma treasure you forever I'm a miss you uncle Roc In my life I never had a dad But you we're right there to guide me down the path Given me the things I woulda never had Even though it's hard now that 'cha passed I still move on, try not to be sad I had you in my life I think god for that And I just hope that I can be Half the man you have to be Grandpa you did a better job wit me than your son No disrespect to my father but you got the job done Taught me how to win respect that I'll never forget Working hard all your life poured blood, tears, and sweat Taught me honor and pride, and I feel hollow inside Wit out 'chu in my life I'm so sorry you died Took me from a boy to a man, and you raised me Not just for me, you did the same thing for Jamie But you were the glue that held the family together Never thought after you passed that the family would sever All of our ties, and just stop communicatinBut without ya love I guess we started hatinBut we was all there around the hospital bed We were prayin' and cryin' I said goodbye then I kissed ya forehead Watchin' my hero trying to breathe on a respirator Yesterday the pain was even greater watchin' as you fade away Right before my eyes, wishin' I could save you Right until the end you were so strong and brave too Named my son after you and you were so proud Told everyone you knew about 'cha great grandchild You held him in ya arms broke a tear couldn't speak If only I knew, you woulda passed the next week I woulda told you were my world thank you for your love I hope your lookin' down watchin' over us from above Because, you were the one who played the role model Without 'chu in my life my hearts filled with sorrow I guess what they say no one is promised tomorrow Its true, Gods mysterious ways would always follow You taught me life lessons I'ma carry for life Pass it on to my seed, and try to bring him up right Without these influences I don't know where I'd be In the cemetery or in the penitentiary Q Strange

14.08.08, 12:00	#5 (permalink)
Kullanıcı Profili Prenses Alfa Üye Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul Mesajlar: 11.417 Konular: 1154 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	Ghetto Gothic Ghetto Gothic Comin' wit the hard shit Demented and the dark shit Wickedness regardless Hip-hop sounding Gothic Will I begin and I pick up the mic and deliver the batik, I billem, I kiddem I hittem, I killem and then I just give em the plea of their life I killem Its gonna be and hour or two Sayin' its true prayin' to god I can offer you This demon is beating, you bleed and scream And I got more for you I offer you a chance to run, Ima come and start the hunt Stalkin' you is half the fun, yo my prey has just begun Leavin' you stunned, paralyzed, leavin' you blind, stab your eyes Makin' you my sacrifice, drown you just like ?Shepard's? wife They don't wanna step, you ain't half as nice Stab you with a plastic knife Stab and slice, mad at life Sanity done passed me by How'd I get so powerless? Can stop, wont stop with the rottin flesh Cuttem up quick that's how it is I did that shit, I ain't proud of it No doubt wit it, I'm reppin' the hot shit Hip hop that's gothic What are you retarded? Gimme the mic lets get this started Comin' wit that Ghetto Gothic Comin' out the darkness Wicked shit, you can't stop this Hot shit, and it ain't hard to tell Stayin' underground like the flames of hell Murda Murda Murda [Majik Duce] So sickly, you can't see me like Houdini Where the ** up at your vision? Gothic flippin', rippin', rockin' put with precision What the is up with your rhymin' ass Why the you rhymin' with your hair shook And exercising your lead foot Runaway Better putt yo double four magnums away Path for the game Step on the main, happy to live for today Cuz if I wasn't, how could I possibly be travelin' on? Hittin' the valley but still I manage to be battelin' on Mutha that harmony shit Where the your artery bitch? Gotta car to start and four more let's start For more people to hit I'm coming but I guess I'm partly to blame But I'm just that modern day jokesta Why do you all try to be like Q Strange? But you ain't Shit like Q [Q Strange] Fact is I'm commin' up outta the blackness Them enemies wanna attack this They keep comin' out wit whack shit, yo practice Before you throw stones from yo glass house Comin' at me wit the bullshit, betta believe I'll take that ass out You passed out, wait, from the wickedest shit that I get when I spit Shut yo lips, ** you bitch, went and gotta shovel and I dug yo ditch? You don't wanna step, wanna step to me Even now so you can see That ya life's in jeopardy You bout to meet ya destiny [Q Strange] I been a killa, like Jack the Rippa Me runnin' wit that roughneck crew no ones illa We murder them with the stylee from the sewer You don't want the glock cuz I no sharpshooter Shady blade cuts smooth if you don't drilla See da blood clot now they call me blood spilla We comin' to the place rude boy comin' no one realla Me got the red heart me gonna kill like Dracula Me rugged is my stylee no way not dire Busta now me comin' straight grimy Ragamuffin sound boy, betta watchya back now Comin' not gonna back down Wacky man come to lay the smack down Yo I'm back now, wit the Ghetto Gothic, cant stop it, I'm heartless Innocent souls is my target I rock shit, wit a style straight out the darkness Hip hop flows over beats is rap gothic When I see ya punk, Ima sleigh that whack garbage For starters, Ima killem all yo regardless I shock kids, when I kick a flow and it bothers Whack little bitches yo you cant take the hard shit You scarred bitch, mentally affected by the sickness When it kicks yo, can I get a witness? Rip ya insides out, and then splatter'em So many homicide records, my cases went platinum Q Strange

14.08.08, 12:01	#6 (permalink)
Kullanıcı Profili Prenses Alfa Üye Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul Mesajlar: 11.417 Konular: 1154 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	Happy Home Happy Home Just seventeen when I metchu Yeah you, we were young but cha knew what I been through Ita **ed up if we meant to But I was your friend tried to protect you Plus I knew you had potential Had a good heart and was set to mend to Known as a hoe and got laughed at But I was a man, and I saw right past that You were better than that, so I aimed you In the right direction a gaurdian angel Even though I wasnt heaven sent Had to take you outta that bad bad element I admit I was hesitant To give you my heart but you know I had to represent I had to show you there was more to life Show you da light that was sorta nice I knew you had issues And there was some shit that you had been through Tried my best to understand All I ever wanted was to be ya man Had no self esteem and was insecure Wipe'en tears and reassure Tell you that your beautiful Special and Unusual Much more than just doable Deserved the world and you knew it too Put up with ya jealous rage Flipouts and abusive stage Thru it all I always stayed By your side you were amazed Didn't know why but I couldnt say Just took it all like day to day Wanted the ring so I copped that You want a new car so I bought that You wanted a kid, yo I got that Now you wanna crib so I bought that Everything in the world that your heart desired I gave to you, I sacrificed Anything to see you smile Ya happiness just drove me wild How could this happen to my happy home How could you tear the heart out my soul Why am I the one whose all alone When I did everything just to make you happy How could this happen to my happy home How could you tear the heart out my soul How could you be so damn cold When all I ever did was try to make you happy Moved real fast in marryment Things did move like kinda quick Engaged, married, now a kid That was the base of my happiness I worked for mine, and tried to provide for my family and I'm filled with pride I scarificed every job that you didnt like Just to make you happy, but it didnt right I letchu go and work for us You pay the bills, I'll raise a son I do what it takes to set it right As long as we're together I'm set for life Now you out wit around yo peers See that you been wastin years Thinkin that you missin life No more girl, wanna be my wife Takin number from these guys Callin them to my surprise Then I see you gotta man Cheatin lyin all damn It hurt me When I found that night about the show in Jersey That you and ya man was in 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 dude who's in you Wanna take this life that we built from scratch Throw it out the window and down the hatch Flush it down the toilet just like that you bitch I'm done with that If I had a gat, I'da cocked the shit Aimed it and just shot the shit Killed you you obnoxious bitch You and ya man I'm shocked and shit Every night you dont come home Findin numbers in your phone Guess that I just shoulda known That you'd leave me all alone I trusted you, wit my heart Now you tore my life apart I aint got shit without you now I can't move on I dont know how I don't wanna live, I'd rather die Than not have you here by my side I wanna commit a double homicide Then just in suicide Why did you do why? Was it worth it? See what you did I'm hurt bitch Dont say you didnt do it on purpose You wasnt sorry while suckin on a nerds dick I sacrificed it all for you So that you wouldn't be miserable You one **ed up individual I hope your new man shits on you! Q Strange

14.08.08, 12:03	#7 (permalink)
Kullanıcı Profili Prenses Alfa Üye Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul Mesajlar: 11.417 Konular: 1154 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	Hed Nod Shit Hed Nod Shit Yo I'm catchin' more wreck drivers than triple A They should call you Chucky cuz ya lyrics are Child's Play Try to pray to god that l come back There's a better chance of seein' a Kid N Play come back I run rap, you done clap, so what bitch I done that Nothin' but talk actin' more shady than sun hats I got that, type of ill funk you like the ahhh shit Step into the cipher turning it into a mosh pit I rock shit, with the hot shit never stop this Makin' you bounce like a hot bitch that's topless Its nonsense bring it to me dirty like a laundry mat Perpetrating like you will like a hypochondriac Please, you wacky emcees cant touch my steez All on my nuts, like I'm a dog and yall fleas Yall ain't reppin' keys unless they for your Plymouth breeze So why you gotta front punk, yall ain't off the heez I'm known to grip microphones and get blown And blast chromosomes on your girl while you home alone My roamin' zone tryin' to do my thing and make some provolone Cuz I'm more connected than a mobile phone Never see me stoned, I'm just high on my own These punks'll get stuffed just like a calzone It's amazing at the rate I'm takin'em out Even that DC snipers like "damn settle down" It's just one of the damn days, I'm on a rampage You get crushed, like you were stuck in the trade center stairways Been through more hell man than mayonnaise And I got more rhymes than Don King has bad hair days I am not all evil I got a little bit of good But then again I think that Hitler was just misunderstood Aw so what I like the eat and I heard its hot in hell It ain't my fault cuz I been through more shit than Cottonelle 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 and I'm rollin' with the squad And all we're tryin' to do is make ya head nod iLLmortal baby comin' back wit a vengeance You emcees are absent and I got perfect attendance Like a super intendent I'm just handin' out these detention To you remedial rappers that need just special attention I'm blessin' the mic like it was sneezin' and shit And while you out runnin' game kid, I'm pleasin' ya bitch I wanna blow up, yo, and just get paid lovely Hey yo ** Raymond everybody better love me It must be nice, to be crazy mad rich Just from droppin' one whack booty radio hit Ima keep rippin' these rhymes until you bastards are just sick of me Abusin' the mic like Chino X abuses similes Crazy white kid wit violent curses in his verses Not the next Eminem, I should've been the first kid I ain't smart enough to get a hook up wit Dre But I did get a hook up wit a hooker wit aids But anyways I'ma just be a flowin' emcee I'm like Eee ain't nobody ever noticin' me So this shit is just a hobby but it should be my career But I couldn't give a shit if I had mad diarrhea I'm just happy wit my little solid fan base And hey yo I got more lines than George Hamilton's tan face I'm all over the damn place with this song I got no structure It ain't about shit, but you don't like it, man ** ya Q Strange

14.08.08, 12:12	#8 (permalink)
Kullanıcı Profili Prenses Alfa Üye Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul Mesajlar: 11.417 Konular: 1154 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	Heroin Heroin You'll never leave me You need me in this life You can't live without me I own you You belong to me That's right, don't ever try to leave me Because you can't You can't do it You know who I am (Who are you? Tell em' your name) My name is Heroin I'm better than your medicine I'll take your life and your soul if you let me in There ain't a problem in this world that I can't fix There ain't a pain that you have I can't help you deal with You need me you can't live without me inside you Don't believe in negative press you've been lied to I'm all you need in life you can't breathe without me I'm your best friend, your lover and your family I make you feel like you have supernatural power I'm all you need and I'm just a brown powder You'd steal from your own mother just to have me Walk through the worst neighbourhoods just to grab me Sitting in a corner putting me in a spoon Anticipating the feeling you're gonna have soon Burning me, turning me into liquid form It's a great habit what's you wanna keep it for You look at you, you're trembling putting me in a seringe You're pocking your skin you're trying to get me in You shove it through your eyelids just to get me through your brain The faster I can go there and ease your pain In your vein I just slither like a venoms snake and it's great I can't wait just to end your heartache I slowly cross the blood brain barrier Give birth to morpheme finds to open your receptors You have a sensation; you're calling in a rush The intensity because you had all my drugs And the faster that I find to open your receptors The more intense the rush is, it feels even better You might have a warm blushing in your skin Have a dry mouth or happiness in your limbs You might be nauseous, vomit, have severe itches But it's worth it nothing beats this here feeling You got problems in your life I can help you through it When you tried to dump me before but you couldn't do it You had insomnia, muscle and bone pain Worse than when you tried to leave my cousin named Cocaine You were vomiting, restless, had cold flashes It's just you and me no one knows you're an addict You're psychically depending on me now. Don't you see that? You would die without me in your life, believe that I've infected your heart and clogged you veins I have done sever damage to your veins Because of me you'd had bacterial infections A small price to pay that's the cost of my affection The high is wearing of you're drowsy for a couple of hours My affect have got your mental function all clouded You heart rate drops you respiratory system slows You're slowly fading as a victim of my overdose You needed me but don't you see I don't need you There's a lot of people in this world that need me too I just used you like the stupid bitch you are I left you dead in your own vomit on the kitchen floor I didn't care about you; you're just a bitch to me I know you cheated on me with your brother Ecstasy We got my people to infect, you can't stop me There's rehabs and clinics but people still can't drop me I've been on a killing spree for decades now There ain't nothing in this world that's gonna slow me down Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Yeah that's right You can't stop me I'm just gonna keep going I'ma keep ending more lives, infecting more people This ain't never gonna stop Cause once you've had me, you can't live without me in your life I will rule your whole world You live for me I own you Q Strange

14.08.08, 12:14	#9 (permalink)
Kullanıcı Profili Prenses Alfa Üye Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul Mesajlar: 11.417 Konular: 1154 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	I'm Crazy I'm Crazy The insane brain of Q Strange will reign Remember that when I slice your veins You don't wanna ** with the killa right here I'll tear your legs off and throw em down the stairs Unable to repair the eyes legs and arms Break in ya crib and I'll get your mom Tie the bitch up to the bed post Get close light it up watch the head roast I'm gonna laugh when I cut her in half She was caught in the rap of my aftermath You don't have to ask I'm the illest around I was underground but I'm killin em now And you're feelin the sound of a murderer Still illriginal productions you heard of us You're jerkin us I'm hard to kill And your blood gonna spill I'm poppin pills Like Prozak Rydalin Infacil Won't do shit cuz I'm mentally ill Can't pay the bill to my therapist So now I cant get my sedatives So I walk around all hella pissed Man you don't know who this fella is? I thought you knew its the guy named Q With blood stained clothes in my dining room Chewin on a cut off leg eatin people when they dead Eat their organs in some bread crack open a severed head Hard crunchy outside, chewy gooey inside Should have seen the look on the parents face when they heard the kids died This mind in my head is dead and yet my skull is a casket Psychopathic tactics to kill all you reckless bastards Lighter fluid and a pack of matches bring me such satisfaction Pyromaniac is laughing while the flames are burning, cracklin I like to hear the helpless screams of the people trapped inside Sirens in the distance but you'll never make it there on time So I slide to the next victim take an icepick and stick em I can't control the shit I do its just a sick addiction And yo, I'm crazy I'm crazy bitch you don't believe me? Wait till you see me on your TV then you'll want to be me You can never be as nuts as me what you think you buck like me? We'll in see you're luck is up and chump I'm bout to jump on thee Corpse and of course I'm divorsed from my mind Or "The Source" cookin me one in mic the next time cause I'm Crazy I'm Crazy Crazy loony tapped in the brain Not all there passed insane Deranged strange basket case Don't wanna change half to face The fact that I'm ill mentally it was just meant to be Don't step to me you get to see how death is your destiny It gets the best of me guts and flesh digestin me Its hektik G I'll rip you chest disectively my minds infected see Respectin me is crucial if you don;t it gets brutal Cuz i do the type of shit that movie scripts don't even do Don't got a crew maybe I do but they all up in my head Multiple personalities who needs **in friends Ohh I hit you in the back with a bat I hack you up with an axe as a matter of fact Dressed in black to attack I drag em In the back of a Saturn wagon Braggin Boastin Comatosin Bag a body in the bottom of the ocean Postin pictures FBI Killer wanted dead or alive You'll never get me man I Aint gonna stop The cops'll get dropped stabbed and get shot Shit is red hot like the flames of hell You say farewell to the body is a nameless shell I came to tell you all that I aint no joke Ashes get smoked all will get choked You start to get get poked with a rusty blade I'm the one and only killer known as Q strange... Q Strange

14.08.08, 12:15	#10 (permalink)
Kullanıcı Profili Prenses Alfa Üye Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul Mesajlar: 11.417 Konular: 1154 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	Illriginal Illriginal Yeah Q Strange Wit dat Illriginal Style Reppin' deep subterranean, crazy up in the cranium I'm lookin' mo' suspicious than Arabians with uranium Flyin' low in the shuttle, I'm far from suttle I'm gettin' stared at more than interracial couples I run through airport gates wavin' guns too like ** you I come through, wanna blow dis bitch up too Cuz Q, don't know how to deal with every day stress I stay dressed in rags, and whack sneakers from payless My paychecks are way less, than cats wit half the talent My pockets slim and empty when they should be thick like Allen Battlin' emcees and they all full of a player shook Still I couldn't get signed with a pen and a yearbook I'm in the house like I was on home confinement Lyin' like my career would be shorter than Paul Simon Never had the smarts to go and be and MD But they should still call me Doogie cuz I Houser MCs A thousand emcees, frontin' man they ain't sayin' nothinJust flappin' they lips and tellin' stories like Teddy Ruxpin You ain't thugin' I don't care what your crew say Heard me rhyme on Friday it didn't hit cha till Tuesday You say alive I should come and see you rock I did, you bout as live as Biggie Smalls and Tupac Got a shoebox full of tongues keep as my trophies From homies, I annihilated at the show, see? You was a top dog yesterday man, it don't scare me I'm here today like Matt Lower, and tomorrow like Annie You fairy, pansy yo you shoulda tried plan b My beats thump like that rabbit on bambi Cant stand me, cuz you know that you ain't half as nice So go ** ya self, like a hermaphrodite Pass the mic to me and piss mad kids off I hog the shit for two hours they're like "dag get off" I was in the cipher but I had to leave the circle Watchin' me battle is like seein' Screech vs. Urkel Verbal, mutilation, slaughter, man just accept it You pass me the mic, big mistake, yall shoulda kept it... Q Strange

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