Sultan Mir & Recognize Ali - So Strange lyrics

[Intro: Recognize Ali] Uh, uh. Recognize. Uh. C-Rayz. Sultan Mir. Uh. To the gods, yo [Verse 1: Recognize Ali] I carry the cross and then my shoulders heavy as f** On my knees, I go to pray to the Lord. Champagne for the soul Like a boss, I pour something for the gods. A rebel With a cause. I win—everyone taking a loss Pause. A little different if you study my ways Soon escape this water, lock myself in the studio for days Verses I lay leave your mind in a maze. I'm sicker than AIDS Fiends keep coming back like Pastor Mase Flow's adamance is adamant. Eve, I've been rapping and I'm hazardous. My poetry steam, show you what's happening Bring down your Tower of Babel for babbling Peace to C-Rayz. Ask the captain who their captain is Give me the gla**. I will see through your aura Post it on the corner, plus your who*e for a quarter Dark as night, you like to torture. Hold my head high Rest in peace to the big homie from Bed Stuy [Hook: C-Rayz Walz and Recognize Ali] Check how we put it down. Brother, indeed, it's propane Brothers got no shame when hanging with their gold chain Recognize C-Rayz. The bro's so tame This the h**ne music. n***a, this c**aine Check how we put it down. Brother, indeed, it's propane Peel the flames, keep a heater for the cold days Flows straight suicidal—Kurt Cobain Where we easily accomplish business is so strange [Verse 2: C-Rayz Walz] I bring Mary the cross, the intersections of various force Among the deaf, dumb, and blind, mine's a gregarious cause Keep thinking it's funny. Your hilarious thoughts'll Get blown out the back of your dome, so they recline on a porch You are what you eat—the beat's season on pork I'm Rakim without Sprite for supports, Nasty Nas Sincere in Belly with an African corpse Speaking bluntly, raise blades, a torturous talk (What?) Immaculate spores fall. I help the seeds to explore Gregory Hines flips, kicks is tapping your jaw Was that dope? Every line quote is drug-trafficking raw I wrote this on the train, another track in New York The Most High benevolent breeze out my wingspan Politick with “Degrees” when the beats blend So strange, you could see cats and dogs in the rain Arm, leg, a leg, a arm, universal head I'm maintaining What I'm saying: [Hook: C-Rayz Walz and Recognize Ali] Check how we put it down. Brother, indeed, it's propane Brothers got no shame when hanging with their gold chain Recognize C-Rayz. The bro's so tame This the h**ne music. n***a, this c**aine Check how we put it down. Brother, indeed, it's propane Peel the flames, keep a heater for the cold days Flows straight suicidal—Kurt Cobain Where we easily accomplish business is so strange