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    Get Weird
    
    
    HELLO! it's the 
part where I 
sing you a 
sad song with a 
broad playing the 
cello.  people keep quivering, raspberry Jell-o, deliver rivers of blood...I rip it like Velcro  For WHom The 
Bell Tolls. I'm Quasimoto with a 
Kamikaze flow though I'm global just like a 
cell phone  soon to be well known, fresh out the 
hell hole, STOP! let me pick it up before it even drops...  they do me like I'm shooting a 
movie, I 
get the 
props... for properly fucking the 
party up as if it's the 
cops...  but the 
opposite, poppin the 
propaganda apocalypse, ZINGER, licking your finger and sticking it where the 
socket is  H-E double hockey sticks, aiming at the 
goalie, giving the 
kids a 
new definition of getting holy  guacamole with cheese, I 
dip like chips, write murder on my mouth now read my lips...   [Chorus:]  Let's go for a 
ride....  All my life I 
been different  keeping it 110  percent real. you feel me? get lifted  yeah.. but then again...  we like to Get Weird  Get Weird  and when they see us the 
lames they get scared  so Get Weird  Get Weird  I 
just wanted to make 1 
thing clear and that's to Get Weird   Yo! I'm in my motherfucking bag, you been lame as ever since the 
night your mother fucked your dad  I'm rad. the 
girls are eternally giving head and I 
love brains, it's like the 
Return of the 
Living Dead  poppin like every kernel my journal is fulla red, my raps written in blood will murder you in your bed  instead of composing one of Motzart's pieces I'm chillin in Hell and sending a 
postcard to Jesus...  CHRIST! where the 
fuck's your will to be weird? you're in the 
garden of Eden still you'd kill to be here  I'm under a 
bloody sky watchin Philly appear, me and Greazy will kill it filthy til we're millionaires  blast it. swagtastic, throw in the 
towel, got em floating, feeling salty like a 
sodium cloud  the 
macaroni jabroni from the 
opium town, see me politicking, I 
stay behind the 
podium now, clowns....   [Chorus]   All my life I 
been different.  lt me know if you feel the 
same way  we could get ill get ill like a 
sickness  fuck what all the 
lamesters say!   [Chorus]  
 
完毕