It’s strange to be a rapper, when you’re down with this shit
take a hit of my splif, I’m going out for another trip
out to ripp, because my rhymes sound stiff
get off dick, I need somes big ass lips
I create my own style, that’s the way it is
like a whale eats fish, so you can drink my piss
the tall man with the yeyo, I've got the gusto
fuck me and my sorrows, there’s going to be tomorrow
coming thru, like lucifer, but more exclusive-r
without a cause, I raise hell, for you and yours
PEEDOUBLEYOU, a.k.a. the Grand Wizzard
The wizzard without a stick, because the rhyme is my exibit
I sing the blues when I get confused
It’s strange to be a rapper, cause it’s strange when you loose
NO pain no game, fuck fortune and fame
Just give me what I need, and what I need is pain

With my nuts to the ground, and my dick in my hair
I’m asking myself, who the fuck cares
who the fuck knows, it’s still the same bitch,
I’ll will never switch
I changed the pitch, I never get rich
just give me a spliff, and a microphone
So I can bring home the funk, before your mom, get’s home
here I go again, I’m cutting down suckers
without bloody knockles, peace to all you motherfuckers
straight from you know where, here to ripp some shit
I can’t quit, I’m doing this unlimitted
I take an overdose, my rhyme flows in different directions
you’ve got a big posse, but there is no protection
because they run away, soon as they hear
they fear, the pioneer is here, I’ve got strength of a bear
and I care, all I’ve got is what I’m doing
just to kill the time, I write another rhyme
my uzi weights a ton, I’m still light as a feather
BECAUSE IT’S STRANGE TO BE A RAPPER

How long will I be able, to lick those crumbes of the table
to be a rapper, face on the cable
agrovasion, my mind must be faking
non of those stations, play this music we’re making
for real, I’m doing dope, without permission
jump over te moon, before I catch you ass kissing
I’m lynching, without a rope, no hocus pocus
like a junk, I’m doing dope because I’m the dopest
freak you up North, I won't settle for less
in a creative process, I could be Elliot Ness

IT”S TRANGE TO BE A RAPPER