Strange

Lyrics

[Hook: Will Tell] (x2) People are strange when you're a stranger The streets are empty and no one's out People act shady when you're a stranger No one loves you when you're down and out [Verse 1: Will Tell] Yo, yo, yo, yo, when I was down on my luck, nigga, you wasn't there Only my StressFest niggas blowing smoke in the air This ain't no walk down Easy Lane We drink SoCo and Pepsi to ease the pain Step back and peep the game Analyze this, nigga, freeze the frame [?]—bitch, you could keep your chain I open doors for my niggas with the key to fame Try to stop us, end up in the deepest grave 12 o'clock, wolves come out and creep with flame My niggas chop off your Pinky—now meet The Brain Will Tell, motherfucker. Peep the name After I coin the phrase, y'all could keep the change I only make hot shit to leave the streets in flames Just a crazy motherfucker that believes he's sane I'm liable to split your head like a Easter egg Run over you with a jeep, plane, or a fleet of trains So if your man got you into this, then he's to blame Pull your cards, Ace, King, Queen of Spades Eye for an eye, two for two is an even trade [Hook: Will Tell] (x2) People are strange when you're a stranger The streets are empty and no one's out People act shady when you're a stranger No one loves you when you're down and out [Verse 2: Will Tell] Yo, I'm a role model with little haters, little troublemakers Little thieves, little G's, and little players A kid hated by the parents of every neighbor Drank 40s, then go out and take shit from strangers Cutting out of school, every day a different caper Cheat on every test—if not, I'll flunk every paper Type to wile out and cut you if I had a razor But now, my busted rhymes tougher than a navigator Break life into frames like an animator No. 2 flow—half lead, half eraser That means that you get shot up and rubbed out 'Cause we The Marines and y'all just The Cub Scouts Overcast rainy skies and dumb clouds In my pursuit of intelligent life, but none found I let off one round into the sky For my Brooklyn, New York niggas, live and let die [Hook: Will Tell] (x2) People are strange when you're a stranger The streets are empty and no one's out People act shady when you're a stranger No one loves you when you're down and out [Outro: Will Tell] Will Tell, nigga. Exclusive shit. Straight up 2G, 2001. Metaphor on the beat, nigga. Out like that