Tech N9ne – Strange Music Box Lyrics

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[Intro: Tech N9ne]
Aww, dwaamn!
Do y'all realize what y'all done did? Hihih!
Y'all done opened up a can of sick-ass
And I'm about to eat y'all quick-fast, hey

[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
I've been hibernatin' in the deepest darkest part of Necroplis
Now that I'm poppin' it's top, yes I'm the opposite of monogomous

Minagin' ya, get offed with it in this box a bit
Hostile is gotta get twisted n off with this apocolypse
Hollarin' (Tech-Tech N9ne-N9ne shit, I'm loving it)
I'm a drug to this grudge an this rip my covenant, I'll plug a bitch
Lovin' this mug is what the ruggest is, psycho thug with it
Fallin' down like Michael Douglas with the ruggishness
Addadamean, they wonderin' why did I bring this side of my dream?
The Nina's a horror machine, dollar for dollar, I balla for all of my green
Nigga, my name is Inigo Montoya, I got an evil plan for ya
And your about to get dropped, this box is worse than Pandora
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!
They're all gonna laugh at you, cause I had to do what I had to do
When tappin' you like shaba do, beatin' 'em up and shootin' 'em up then stab a few
Sad ya knew that your hands are cool and they ass are through
I'm killin' and throwin' 'em back at you

[Hook] (x2)
That's what's happenin', Strange Music Box
Got us tappin' in, Strange Music Box
Bump then slap again (Why?), Strange Music knocks
Back up openin', Strange Music Box


[Verse 2: Krizz Kaliko]
See once they open my lid I'mma give it to 'em
Ever since I was a lil bitty kid I've been truly ruined
I reflected on what I did before I ran into 'em
I used to be a fat jerk now I flirt cause the scent of a woman
Now I don't act like, walk like, the nigga that you used to know
Now I sing and rap about the strange life, it's beautiful

Tell it to 'em like a Genu-is, spit it out like I thought you knew
Bubblin', hope you hear me Thizz, prayin' to God I make it through
Kali Baby, check my strange box of tricks
Kaliko alley cat, lyrical, watch his lips
He can go really fast, slow it down and stop that shit
Or make it (Dumb) to make sure you niggas got that shit

I'm just playin' with music, I'm the elite heat speech chief
Play me and watch they feet turn Beat Street
Cause I'm blowin' out they socks, The Freddie Foxxx of my block
Theres somethin' strange goin' on in that box, Kali Baby!

[Hook] (x2)

[Verse 3: Brotha Lynch Hung]
Spiderman, off of this lyrical Vicodin
Off of this here we go I get it in
Spittin' that petro, let go, Tech know sets blow (Kaboom)
Come see about me nigga
Figure this I'mma get venomous takin' out ten of us
Niggas is sweet like cinnamon, wait, but then again
I'mma pick up the pen again,
bit 'em in half, blood bath
Then I'mma laugh, then I'mma smash

Then I'mma ash, then I'mma blast first
Then I'mma send him his ending cut em up

Fuckin him up the rectum I dicsect the man
I'mma try to eat the neck and hand
Slice him up like a Mexican

Seconds then his body is fricassee shit is bleedin you should see him or you can be him
I got dead human being in the freezer, I'm a believer
I ain't no Wally Cleaver but I carry a meat cleaver
I speek geek to people, I'm lethal, a little strange
I eat it with cream of wheat and some butter thats mixed with brains
I'm the Coathanga Strangla
Hangin' him up, he's fried rice, he tried twice
He's dry ice, tell 'em Tech N9ne

[Hook] (x2)

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