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Roll Call
Tech N9ne ft. King Iso, Joey Cool, JL, Lex Bratcher, X‐Raided & Rittz
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Strangers come out to play
Strangers come out to play
I am A-A-ron I'm everywhere like say Breyon
I don't like the false and fakes they spawn
So when the tapes on I spray napalm
Don't like the way Lake Lanier was made race dom
Imitation hate I get impatient make when I hear an amazing break
So when invasion wakes I play Draymond ugh! (chyeah!)
Ceiling fan in the winter
Microdose in the cinema a winner
Feelin grand when I'm in her healin fans in a sprinter
I go both grim and sinister
I mess wit the rare ones (chyeah!)
Never rollin wit the scaredsome (chyeah!)
Proclamation from the mayor done
It's really no comparison
My energy beware never glare bomb
My aura somethin like a flare gun
Or bruce leroy I'm a Troost B. Boy
And I boost thee noise and I do be poised (chyeah!)
But with the swimmin I am who's devoid
Don't ya make a goofy choice
And lie profusely we spooky and you P. Noid (rrrr!)
I used to like a lusty life
Now I need that like a Muslim bruh need Christ! (chyeah!)
Don't let nobody touch me twice
If they don't know it's rude ta say it must be nice!
Like I'm bumping LYFE Jennings
I'm winning but in thee beginning um plenty didn't love King Is
Oh I'm rude my name is
I just said it, got problems? Dead it for beef I BUN B fries
That ain't a large or medium
Better call and speak to one
Hit you all with what you call a front seat ride
I'm from the ZERO making a HUN DUN c-notes
The unsung hero making a slut sing "whyyyy"
Reppin' the middle where Malcom Little hailed after
Getting held in a psychiatric prison cell
Had to spit it but what you finna spit it didn't sell "laughter"
Now they wanna copy me saying "Mental Health Matters"
Killa Rel's back to making infidels have to
Get on their knees and pray and then they yell "master!"
I'm getting brain from a dame with a YALE masters
Red fitted cap on like I'm finna yell "MAGA!"
Fuck is you talkin' like Strange Music is over foo?
Givin em all the platinum and gold records you know it too
Even the one Iso produced steppin' on y'all in soldier boots
And watch what you saying, like engineers
Up in that vocal booth (whoop)
I'm in the gym why? Men try stoning you
God body, The Source time to get my quotable
Big time to little ones a bit microbial
And taking all fades that go' for fake homies too
And I bet that I'm
Never gonna be defeated
Money never be depleted
Any mo folks don't need it
Cause the energy so completed
(Roll call)
Sayin my crew tough ok ok I know
(So raw)
Gonna turn this up ok ok I know!
If you waitin for me to give a crap better have a lunch packed
I ain't even upset I ain't got a "what" left
I ain't really wit it you dig it you lookin suspect
Everybody know I'm a chemist I'm cookin up jack! (Mugs voice)
You ain't got enough "coolpons"
You couldn't afford it you're gonna need a Groupon
You're witnessing Joey C. in his evolution
They knew me as Taven but I put Joey Cool on
I would like to formally give apology
Acknowledging anyone and everyone I ain't offended yet
Got a gentleman philosophy
It done been the policy ever since the people saw me on the internet
At the restaurant with thee upper echelon
A heavy one I can show you how to pick a proper dinner set
I had a conversation out with the delegation
"chicken chicken my ninja" that's usually where the winners at
Rare one, Swank Lord
Coolie Baby or the Chairman
Me and Trav skrrrted off in the McLaren
Circle way too small for the square ones
Man y'all heard Big Tech it's a roll call
And we still DIBKIS man I told y'all
So raw so we gon ball
Hold my Mana yo I'm bout to make a phone call
Hello!?
Im high, how you? Tada
Mean I'm JL, The Night OWL whooo
Got you wired The flower fire
Got fire power too
Bet you WTF I decide I'll do
Wild crew yet we blessed no crowd Round New
At the end of the tunnels light
Yes I'll climb through
From the stomach come Growl sounds but gals mouths droll
Turn me up and then consequently
Ya AL-Pines blew -
How's y'all view - Word to Coo
Ceiling droppin'
Namaste on it. Findin' Peace
When they wonder where I be
Way down in the jungle deep
Baby girl put ya weight on it
What's popular homie
Willie pop we Blocking the Blvd
Shootin a movie pop up on me
Gas in the wood he sparked
Got my name in discussion dont forget that B.Hood part
Top at the top of morning I'm off to a good start
Good heart same crew same facts
Tito's or mi casamigos we cashin' in rain checks
I done Said too much Too Many ain't catch
Looking for something ima have to put on the Chainwax
I be the predators that are Apex
And we All Triumphant
Listen to me and don't skip a song I love it
Who said I was history's on the wrong side of it
It's Lex I ain't luthing (take the grill out!)
I grace lanes like names Suki
When feminine brain study Yates you get the dame fans saying
"she needs a chain from Strange Music!"
She wit the flavor she make the reign inclusive
Been bringing the pain, so the "nay"says don't do it
Even if pay ain't arranged I'll always bang Bat and Snake
So that iron ore brrrang on Beirut shit
And I be killing tho "Reeling" mfs
W these IG videos I keep feeling those
Hype beast copy my lead but I know
Highkey I'm the "Sight See" When in Rome!
Might be in her phone she wanting eye
Said she may dove candy her and her friend Polly and want to go
Tie me nicely guide me to the 'O'
After the send them home!
Ooo these on-lookers wanna be watching all my progress
Truly get the mobs hooked on my rhyming got Maruchan
Soon these newer groupies are seeing the very prophet
Spoon full of booger sugars drug dealing mary poppins
Very confidently burying opps in necropolis
Fairly bout that "Bawk Bawk" Nando's Peri my favorite options
Eating haricot verts wit High Deaf and Joey at Azaba
Plotting on how we rocking all of the crowds Tech has brought us
And we obviously
Never gonna be defeated
Money never be depleted
Any mo folks don't need it
Cause the energy so completed
(Roll call)
Sayin my crew tough ok ok I know
(So raw)
Gonna turn this up ok ok I know!
I'm the X-R-A-I-D-E-D
Hot spitta, a Bloc figga from GBC
Me and my Co-D assisted mo' Star Wars
Than R2D2 & CP3 (CP3?)
Oh gee
What you over there lookin all hard for?
Mad I'm the one your lady's legs stay ajar for
Neverending Story, Falkor get it jumpin' like parkour
I came to Strange from West with a brain fulla anger and death
I was deranged and depressed
I had a heart fulla pain and the stress
Was enough to put a strain on my chest (Bang!)
Don't ever put a stain on my rep
I'll put the flame on your flesh
The gang started to change how they stepped
Once Trav put the chain on my neck
Ain't got the range or the depth
For me to have to explain or impress
You but that ain't what I came to express
Arrrr! Shiver me timbers
You so brave I didn't remember
I forgot to be afraid
I'll get the clippers and take your fade
I'll put you in a blender even if you a member
You ain't certified, you pretender
There's no hope, not a glimmer
I'm an angel and a demon, I'm a saint and a sinner
And I'm just gettin started but I ain't no beginner
Homie I've been up for days on a bender
Then I put the ink to the page like a printer
Came to a simmer
Started rockin stages Mesa to Denver
I signed a deal then I became a Strange representer
They bitter my chain and my bracelet shimmer
Like glitter if that's your girlfriend, better get her
She told me let me give you head cause she a giver
I got hoes all around the globe, no Tinder
I came and left her hangin like a blazer at coat check
Blue diamonds in the watch what you thought it was topaz
Wakin up to a thot I thought was hotter than Chromazz
Eatin some crabcakes hollandaise with a poached egg
It's hard to process my process I'm so next level
Come smell the cigar smoke on the goat's breath
I'm grotesque I enjoy provokin your wokeness
These broke hoes get they throat stretched for a pass
Why you so mad at me bitch don't be that way
Maybe I'm like Stevie J and I'm in need of Faith
Maybe I'm bitter because you don't consider me a great
I might've started CNT, but I ain't never leavin Strange
Tech told me Kill em get a shovel and a coffin
Shittin on rappers, go hit the switch on the exhaust fan
They thought that I was down, but really I was playing possum
I'm Strange affiliated Ya - uh - ya ya-uh-Yeah
Ca- uh- COSM!