Yeah Q StrangeWit dat Illriginal Style[Verse 1]Reppin' deep subterranean, crazy up in the craniumI'm lookin' mo' suspicious than Arabians with uraniumFlyin' low in the shuttle, I'm far from suttleI'm gettin' stared at more than interracial couplesI run through airport gates wavin' guns too like fuck youI come through, wanna blow dis bitch up tooCuz Q, don't know how to deal with every day stressI stay dressed in rags, and whack sneakers from paylessMy paychecks are way less, than cats wit half the talentMy pockets slim and empty when they should be thick like AllenBattlin' emcees and they all full of a player shookStill I couldn't get signed with a pen and a yearbook[Verse 2]I'm in the house like I was on home confinementLyin' like my career would be shorter than Paul SimonNever had the smarts to go and be and MDBut they should still call me Doogie cuz I Houser MCsA thousand emcees, frontin' man they ain't sayin' nothin'Just flappin' they lips and tellin' stories like Teddy RuxpinYou ain't thugin' I don't care what your crew sayHeard me rhyme on Friday it didn't hit cha till TuesdayYou say alive I should come and see you rockI did, you bout as live as Biggie Smalls and TupacGot a shoebox full of tongues keep as my trophiesFrom homies, I annihilated at the show, see?[Verse 3]You was a top dog yesterday man, it don't scare meI'm here today like Matt Lower, and tomorrow like AnnieYou fairy, pansy yo you shoulda tried plan bMy beats thump like that rabbit on bambiCant stand me, cuz you know that you ain't half as niceSo go fuck ya self, like a hermaphroditePass the mic to me and piss mad kids offI hog the shit for two hours they're like "dag get off"I was in the cipher but I had to leave the circleWatchin' me battle is like seein' Screech vs. UrkelVerbal, mutilation, slaughter, man just accept itYou pass me the mic, big mistake, yall shoulda kept it
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