As The Stranger Sings

As The Stranger Sings (Rap)

They made me put my rag in my pocket -
(now what's that?)
They see the type that’s gonna pop it -
(and bust caps)
I'm the type to fuck the club up
Same type that'll order all the bub up
Make a move to prove and order all the thugs up
Hit the spot blacked out like I'm Michael Jackson
Got the whole room wonderin 'What's my next action?'
And what's the repp'ed faction
Cuz my eyes is shifty like quicksand
And my hand hugs my waist like I got quick hands
Shit man,
I give the girls the cold shoulder
Niggas peep the slow roller
And give the Young God some room
Because he throws molars
Down a buster's throat like a calcium supplement
The only ones to speak to the boy, are hos and supplicants
And fuck the rent
This One is - Paid in Full
The sacrificial Calf eats the sun,
And’s made a Bull
Like you swapped out your polyester suit for some wool
This One’s been upgraded to a dude with some pull
Like Frank Sinatra, renowned for the way that I see
I’m like the opera, when I’m in town don’t nobody ever get in free
Fo Sheez
I’m down leez –
The M. L. eez,
And I was made for the soldiers like M.R.E.s
Please – don’t test me
There’s no hope to best me
I’m dressed like a Gentleman even if you see me not dressy
It get’s messy
Cuz I don’t always stop at first blood
And you think you seen it bad
Well it gets worse cuz
Hell what the hearse does
Is the same thing that I love
to do whenever I happen to catch a buzz
Take yo’ ass to your grave!
And ask Jesus to be saved
Because I stay rough like a street that ain’t ever been paved
Cats don’t watch the potholes
Until they got holes
Thinking they nine gonna protect they ass
I shot those
And they only make you safe once the rest of them is all dead
Kid you only lookin in my face because the best of them is all dead
Feel my hatred
Like Keanu Reeves I’m a Replacement
For the One’s that burn up below us, in the Basement
Better cherish your Aces
When the cards are down
Dem boys around the way have gotten harder now
And dem boys like to say they Sean Carter now, how?
I’m like ‘I got respect for him’
For those fools, I just got a Tec for them
And some heavies on my day of arraignment
For the rest of them
I tested them with eyes that said
‘I’m ready to die’
And all they irises said to me was ‘I’m already high’
‘And who wants to fly?’
I said as I flapped my Angel wings
And then left the bar quiet and silent as the Stranger sings…