Murs - The Strangest lyrics
[Produced by Curtiss King] [Hook] I hope y'all motherf**ers glad I came Strange Music won't ever be the same [Scratches] "Ask-ask-ask-ask-why I'm the strangest" "Better bang this" [Intro] What up though? It's Murs This boom bap sh** for all the Strangers Let's go Curtiss King on the beats You know who that is on the hook [Verse 1] Straight out the underground into the mainstream The California kid cliqued up with the Strange team Swing like a couple hundred swords when I say things Crowned in this rap Game of Thrones, I remain king Fire breathing lyrics hotter than Khaleesi is, burn 'em Now your favorite rapper's hotter than he think he is - - - - - Fill in the Dylan reference The game ain't been the same since the icon left us A stand up dude but ain't sh** funny When they say you ain't the greatest cause you ain't getting money But back when I was broke I was doper than most of 'em Known to grab the microphone snap like I broke something Rappers coming at me, gun's blazing won't smoke nothing They need to turn them into journalists trying to quote something Murder they careers, I'm America's most wanted Sprinklin' their ashes on a blunt, yelling, "Smoke something." [Hook] [Verse 2] A lot of rappers say they different but they sound the same Run around bite each others style without an ounce of shame Me, I've been Strange before the dreadlocks grew out Dropped the major labels, shook the liquor, took a new route Clones attack the radio, so I align with the rebels Underground recording in the basement of the devil But rhyme at God level, I'm superior yet similar People say they peep the DNA and see my signature Menace throwing mics, I treat rap like its sacred Young conscious brothers still trapped in The Matrix Offer me the red or blue, I went and took the purple pill Trippin it 'til Tech and Trav offered me the perfect deal Now worth a mil, I work to k** for the snake and bat Fans see the sk** and beat is real, ain't no faking that Take it back to '91, go platinum with the beads on Back to resurrect this rap culture that they sleep on [Hook] [Verse 3] We made !Mursday! the world favorite holiday Thank you based God, namaste Hallelujah, hope the lord is with you all the way Hope you Have A Nice Life is what I'm trynna say A million angels got my back, born from L.A So you should really watch your mouth with what you trynna say Since my last video I heard I'm kinda gay I just ate my wife p**y, I'm OK Nowadays everybody wanna share they song Music ain't worth the megabytes that they shared it on Rapping on the same track, them n***as went to Paris on Get a couple clicks on Soundcloud and they swear they on They ain't got the stamina to carry on Can't sprint to the finish, it's a marathon A year later, lookin' 'round like where they gone? Disappear like panties on Nikki, when she wear a thong