Team Backpack - Team Backpack Cypher (Strange Music) lyrics

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Team Backpack - Team Backpack Cypher (Strange Music) lyrics

[Produced by Kato] [Stevie Stone] When the ship sets sail, and we're out here getting mail Strange Music takes me all around the world And I'm known to get it crackin' what, gettin' active what b**h I'm on first swing, everybody better tally up Just look ain't hard to find me I'm a make a couple n***as rewind me All my life young n***a been rhyming Bout time young n***as start shining And you know them hoes be hyme When they see the n***a on they line These haters always whining All the while Tech N9ne and them signed them And i got that loud b**h, yeah I got that loud b**h f** what the haters say this swisher mix I'm taking now b**h Ain't gonna be more questions if or when, lets talk about how rich Anybody wanna compete when I got em in reach, unleash that pound sh** Bombing with my, renegade I'm a bring a n***a whip fire Heat seeker bullets spray when I bring em out Got a n***a pissed off and I can't lie Roll on em, unchained n***a untied What it feel like with a some some Up in Denmark then Hong Kong Grown ticks gon' say that your far from Strange saying mother f**er hit a home run You can have that, you can hold that All i really wanna know where my dough at Paint pictures on the track Kodak From the middle of the map we know that Naah From the middle of the map b**h know that One Stone my zone you throw back Two clips all out reload that [Wrekonize] Open up the vein get a bit insane better train Jane to be shelling me in sentimental cellophane Wrek is aimed higher than the heavens on a weather vane Better stay ready man if you sleeping get a lane f** it, Imma freestyle this Wrekonize doing it for the love And out here in LA at the Globos It's kinda like a comedy club I was suppose to write a verse but I did about 3 freestyles in the last 3 weeks And I don't give a f** and they don't give me the respect I f**ing ever ever need My name is Wrek, Yes and I got an album sh**'s called The War Within Oh did I say my name? I guess I gotta take another shot of Jack And then another shot of Jack Jack again Hey now we gotta rap on the (blue bus?) And that's how we gotta do it now My name is Wrekonize Came to LA Los Globos to tear down on the crowd I got Bernz on the side Got Kaliko on the back and Stevie and they riding wit me Let 'em know Summer of Strange Little freestyle now I had to get busy [Bernz] Who's really watching? When I walk down Collins? Zombies everywhere, junkies in the air Tryna get a little bit of pills for popping I'm just asking, who the f** behind all these flashes Street lights on my block Got a Cyclopes watching everything that pa**es Black mask is my fashion, got to hide my face from hara**ment Paranoid that I can't avoid them boys when it's time to get my head bashed in No relaxing, just action, what else am I supposed to say Can't talk about God when the laws of the jungle are all that I see every day Fake get blamed for the fame and the fall But the eyes on the wall see it all And that was an algorithm used for profiting And all they can do is pray on While we preyed on, bombed, and Trayvon And keep yelling player play on Well the satellites take it all down like a motherf**ing house of cards I'm on that different sh**, unplug me quick A fifth of whiskey, ain't an am at this Rolling up the list till the black is list Putting nickel up and I'm snapping pics Of flicks twice I live, one for [?] Motherf**ers want to get [?] night Bring back some of the strange motherf**ers and it will be all right Get a night light [Krizz Kaliko] I make it rain on them, only if they got the same name on them Snake and a bat, you ain't got ask he got his chain on him Don't claim no game even tho' got his flame on him, shame on them Excited, invited them so we came on them (KALI BABY) Suited and booted ready for baby to toot it if she Cute then I ruin her, the money's why they pursuing them I don't save' em but give 'em a little taste And if you ain't got no money then get the hell out of my face Listen, me and Wrek and Bernz and Stevie Stone, so leave me lone Impeccable with words, give me give me weed then leave me lone Some of them strange touring, it be on when he be home And if you never seen me then goddammit turn your tv on