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danimal lector - something strange lyrics

[verse one: danimal lector]

i got the, heart of a juvenile
dark and delusional
gargling gas, sparking a match, as i fart in your cubicle
far from the usual
life’s a b-tch but, darling you’re beautiful
living to the fullest, from the f-cking start to my funeral
check the marks on my cuticles: blood, sweat and beer stains
you fear what appears strange and probably hear things
hence why i’m hated on
look, i made it, mom!
hip-hop’s about to get f-cked, like a date at prom
feeling like i ate a bomb
i gotta go, time to blow
i don’t know what i’ve been told, but i’ve been chose
eyelids closed
here we go, i’m taking off
vapin’ in the bas-m-nt, f-cking baked, tripping face
i pause, then take a break to cough
i’m back in again with the pad and the pen
you f-gs pretend you’re nice but you’re trash, you ain’t even average, my friend
macho man randy savagin’ them
i’m a wild dude, with the style i choose
you can try and lose, either that or die confused
i can prove i’m the strangest, brainless and most dangerous
aimin’ at close ranges with the stainless till i’m famous
i’mma be notorious or infamous
i don’t give a sh-t, which is which
cause either way, i’m infinite

[hook: danimal lector]

i’m something strange, but i’m the one to blame
cause i don’t give a f-ck, i never did, you punk b-tch
remember my f-cking name
i’m something strange, but i’m the one to blame
cause i don’t give a f-ck, i never did, you punk b-tch
remember my f-cking name

[verse two: danimal lector]

they say i’m so strange, deranged, with no brain
codename is propane
flow is flame, i roast lames
so don’t ask me why i’m raspy
approach and get slain, i’m white and trashy
yeah, look at me, i’m going insane
feeling superman, where’s lois lane?
you don’t even know my name
neither do i, bro, i’m too high, though
the sky is the limit so, that’s where i go
fido, fetch me a bone, i wanna be left alone
and i will k!ll you while you’re sleeping, sypro
i’m a psycho
you will die slow, as you might know
i’m a maestro, with the, mean green geico gecko
leave no stems or seeds allegedly, what the heck do i know?
i know i’m a homicidal maniac
bringing the 80’s back
going against me, i hope you got the army, and the navy, f-g
crazy swag, r-l-s
i keep it moving
you don’t get it? then call it a rest
i know this songs a mess
but listen to this:
i don’t give a sh-t and never gave a f-ck, b-tch
it is what it is
i’m so strange

[hook: danimal lector]

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