Strangeland

Strangeland Lyrics

[Intro]
Elzhi, there it is
Georgia Anne, there it is
Dudley, there it is
Check it out

[Verse 1]
This beat slapping like Goldie at the Player's Ball
Coming out his robe if his paper small
To show my ass and sh*t on you is not a nature call
I'm trying to crack ya head and blow ya mind until you paint ya wall
The rappers that I ate that you would consider great with all
Cold, but then they frozen, and afterwards I watch a glacier fall
Through hellfire, hotter than a Taco Bell fryer in a building next to Belle Tire
I exchange higher than a propel flyеr after lighting up a L prior
To catching the Holy Ghost by a hired fеmale choir
And that's just me messing around
I'm the pie in the sky, the treasure chest in the ground
Oil struck on the planet: what else you thought ran it?
The whole battlefield becomes abandoned once I drop a war missile
You feeling like a pimp? Go on, brush your shoulders off
But you can get swept as soon as I mop the floor with you
Don't wind up in a strange-land with the deranged man
Those with short change can't keep they two cents before it exchange hands
'Cause that's a nuisance, about as much as someone I knew since
I started using my brain, but didn't gain any new sense
And won't even give focus with a few squints, looking through tints
Another dead man here and was found as the head bandit, without a headband slid
So instead, where he bled landed all on my blueprints
That's how I caught him red-handed
So, who's a fool impress him?
With they medula guessing
Schools in session, I'm the open book you study for the rule and lesson, yeah
[Chorus]
There it is
I'm not the one to test, no need to prepare a quiz
Too many claim king, but can't sit in this chair of his
All that talk have you laid out in front of your therapist (Ayy)
There it is

[Verse 2]
I'll destroy your fam like dysfunctional marriages
That won't even spare the kids inside of the carriages
Rap is like the crack game, peep how I compare the biz (Yeah)
If I put my hands on you, it's to heal, but the thought alone would kill y'all
Your threats still fall under wolf tickets
I only buy to see Tyler the Creator while y'all selling them at will call
Have several seats before the real stall
I've showed you the bigger picture as if I were a theatre
Mission failed if you think you dissing El from up under his nose when suspicion smell
Like rats with a missing tail, that kiss-and-tell, endless in tell
Through Dark Knights like Christian Bale, I can tell you how a Mausberg sounds
Before battle rap, I watched niggas flip quarters, and then I heard rounds
I got the Juice like Q when Bishop Grip came a loose on the tall building
Then the fall killed him
Is that confusing as teaching small children
To rep a nation that give reparations but hate foreigners when they all pilgrims?
It's the way I create formulas that bubble in the beakers
That flow through the speakers and knock you out your sneakers
You wouldn't stand a chance
Rich rappers, put up your hundred grand advance
With the pen I can turn a name into a number
Shackle you and have you escorted through the right entrance
To be put in a mental prison
So why would I sweat your bars, knowing they coming with a light sentence?
You a block away and I'm a flight distance
I'm just living out predictions from a palm reader who light incense
Whether old nigga or new nigga
Don't become a memory to make some beer pour out of brew swigger
I would rather be here for you, that's word to Georgia Anne and Declaime
We came to record the stand-out album of the year for the listeners
For those cooking up the dish like it's Siddish for us
It's going to get ate up, how it's meant to be
I mentally disturbed the entity that sent to me