STRANGE
mr. moods and darkside Lyrics

Ss..ss..uh..uh..smoke that
Let's smoke some weed.

Uh..ss..ss..hit it
Pass the blunt here so I can take a hit too.

Ss..look bitch..bitch hit it uh
Hey girl, come smoke with us.

How many niggas want to ride tonight, die tonight, survive tonight
Are you ready to risk your life to ride with us tonight?

With Mr. Gun-Clapper blast, who got murder for that killer slash
I'm not afraid to use my gun to kill someone and get away with it.

Thug rapper, as these niggas begin to come after
I'm a tough rapper and my enemies are starting to come after me.

Me in the middle of the night
I'm always on guard, especially at night.

Is it Mr. Mike or did I change my name to Victor
I'm not sure if I should use my real name or an alias to protect myself.

In the middle of the fight
I'm not afraid to fight to protect myself and others.

Quiet, shh, on the set, light up ya blunts and cigarettes
Be quiet and let's smoke some weed and cigarettes.

The richer G's get, the bitcher these niggas
The richer we get, the more envious others become.

My picture gets painted like Leonardo de Vinci, fully of envy
People envy my success and want to paint me in a bad light.

Texas was the spot niggas got shot and fucked ya memories
Bad things happen in Texas and it can haunt you forever.

Send me the flyest MC that's tryin' to see
Bring me the best rapper who wants to challenge me.

And Suave come pound, they got hung, broke down to the highest degree
My crew is tough and we've taken down our enemies to the fullest extent.

Well I be, the bitch want to fuck Mike for free
A girl wants to have sex with me without paying for it.

Either slide me a G or get the fuck up out my ride see
Either pay me for my services or get out of my car.

My oozy weighs a ton, when you niggas see me run
My gun is heavy and powerful, and if I start running, it's time to run too.

Got game to fuck a nun, blame my gun
I'm so charming that I could even seduce a nun, but I'm really just using my gun to get what I want.

I leave you shakin' son of a bitch, I'm rich
I'll leave you scared and powerless, and I'm wealthy too.

I'm quick to hit chu' up (Nigga)
I'll attack you without hesitation.

It's them strange motherfuckers that don't give a fuck
We're the crazy ones who don't care about anything.

I was born and brought up where these streets be the key
I grew up in the streets and it's all I know.

Erasin' suspicious and heartless niggas on the streets
I'm eliminating dangerous people who threaten me and others.

Some live in poverty, even though a nigga be slangin' dope
Some people are still poor even if they sell drugs.

And dodgin' the Feds cause them bastards want me broke
I'm avoiding getting caught by the authorities because they want to ruin my life.

Back flashes of prison, for ninety days I'm doin' bad
I have bad memories of being in prison for three months.

No money for books so every day I'm livin' mad
I couldn't afford books in prison and it made me angry every day.

Born to be tough through all these miseries and pain
I was meant to be strong and persevere through tough times.

Standin' strong through these struggles of this deadly game
I'm holding strong through the difficulties of living in a violent world.

Visions of body bags and my homies closed caskets
I have nightmares of seeing my friends in body bags at their funerals.

Illusions of prison and pistols pressures that I blastin'
I'm haunted by thoughts of going back to prison or being attacked with guns.

I'm out to live with no time to play
I don't have time for games, I just want to live my life.

I got the tendencies to kill in relentless ways
I have a natural inclination to be violent and kill without mercy.

Straight up, cause life is a trick bitch, if you weep and reek
This is the truth, life is harsh and unfair, and if you show weakness, you'll suffer.

You stuck outta luck, seekin' for relief
You're out of luck if you're looking for an easy way out.

Too much destruction, they claim we gotta make a change
There's too much violence and we need to do something about it.

So much trouble between each other cause ya ghetto life is strange
There's a lot of conflict between people in the ghetto because life is so unpredictable and strange.

Philosophically, psychologically ya fixin' to be fucked
You're in trouble mentally and emotionally and you don't even know it.

We goin' on this ride and ya bitch I'm gon' seduct
We're going for a risky ride and I might seduce your girl.

Nigga what, do I give a...
I don't care about what you're saying.

Ask the mound killer
Ask someone who kills people for fun.

Faces I remember they say dump him in the river
I remember faces of people who I've killed and they say to dump them in the river.

New Year's Eve 1999 nigga
It was New Year's Eve in 1999.

Virtual reality, galaxy gettin' slicker
Technology is advancing and things are becoming more advanced in the virtual world.

Me and Crime Boss and a nigga named Mister
Me, Crime Boss, and a guy called Mister are together.

Mike to a flight, had some glitz to deliver
I had to deliver something and catch a flight with Mike.

Headed back to the Suave castle
We're going back to our headquarters.

I had to wrestle with this transvestite who had a dick like a lasso
I had to fight with a transvestite who had a large penis.

In this castle was a midget with banana clippin'
There was a small person in our headquarters with guns.

Bootleg sniffin' or Mr. Mike'll fuckin' wicked
Don't mess with Mr. Mike or he'll retaliate.

Ways infared waves hit his fuckin' chest
We attacked him with infrared weapons and shot him in the chest.

Blew his ass to bits, particles of green shit
We killed him and his body turned to green particles.

It really goes to show ya that shit ain't changed
This proves that things haven't really changed despite advances in technology and society.

In year 2000 life still be strange
Even in the year 2000, life is still unpredictable and strange.