[Chorus: repeat 2X] Welcome to Strangeland come on down Once you in my world man you can't get out Murderous shit with an iLLified sound Emerging out of the underground
[Verse 1] Come into my world kid, welcome to Strangeland Welcome to the mainland yeah this is the same man That told the kids to kill somebody back a year ago Here we go, thought I was going to quit that be a miracle Serial Kill wit a bitta illa attitude Show some gratitude, you don't want me gettin' mad at you Had a few people say my music was a joke The industry was clownin' me and I ain't losin' hope yo They say the kind of rap I'm spittin' is a waste of talent Quit the wicked shit and try to have more of a balance Man Fuck you I wont change it's my land it's quite strange I won't conform the victim and hope I do the right thing It's my world, I ain't in this for the profit If I succeed it'll be on my own or my shit On my terms, wit my styles, wit my rhymes, it's my way Fuck Fred Durst I'll throw his ass on the highway In heavy traffic sociopathic bastard Leavin people battered in caskets yeah that's it fantastic That's how we be doin' things down in Strangeland Where whack emcee's gettin' more props than a stagehand
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[Verse 2] I be gettin' slept on like a futon Whack cats makin bread and I ain't even makin' croutons You couldn't save yourself even if you had a coupon Now relish when I catch your best Name me the great pupon Through the Bentley window to the window of a hearse What could be worse than strange place and a curse? I'm the first at burst the way you horror kids disperse To hop onto the latest trend I'll still rip a verse Of these abstract, abstruse, abnormal rhymes I'm simpleising your mind, and I will rein sublime It's subliminal you can't replicate the original I replenish return and my reply is reprehensible It's unquestionable that my intellect's intact You wanna integrate with my crew, too bad you whack You profess to be proficient the prognosis of horrific You pretend to make a profit off of insufficient lyrics I wont hear it, you can copy me and try to make a mockery Of sloppy D none a yall cats are stoppin' me The Strange is one step in the emcee cipher This is Strangeland my name ain't D. Sneider The strange the lyricist emerging out the abyss No radio hits, just sick shit like this Fuck ya platinum only plaque I got is on my teeth Lyrics so strange they confuse Kool Keith Strange, like unexplained, unsolved mysteries Graphic, violent, oozing with misery (Is it me or is this emcee sound strange) I'm on stage, covered in stains, wearin timberlands and Hanes Fucked up deranged mad tapped in the brain Take ya name, add the lame infesting with shame Bring it to the battle when its time to throw down You couldn't make the band even if your name was O town Lets go now, there's no hope for you to even tryin' this I wouldn't know defeat even if I'm a podiatrist Mad scientist in the lab hopin' that you die and shit But not before you all stop buyin' this
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Your in my world now Welcome to Strangeland Once you come in you never come out
This is my world This is my house This is my land Think this is gonna stop? Hell No Comin' back with that new shit Infesting your fucking brain like a fucking maggot Welcome to Strangeland...
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