Strange Days Lyrics

If I am not mistaken, then this how this go

I'ma get to this paper, yeah, I'ma get to this dough

I'ma paint you a picture with this ridiculous flow

Probably get you to giggle, touching your ticklish soul

Come on

Strange days, wouldn't you agree?

I draw outside the line like I'm putting up a three

Strange days, it'll make you wonder

Thinking outside of the box like I'm looking for a jumper

It's a strange time to be alive

Ain't nobody seeing eye to eye

While the seeing eye

Is seeing everything you're sending and receiving real-time

1138, it's about mealtime

What's real, I'm wondering if we're on

Somebody's hard drive

Wondering if we're clones

Wondering if we're on drugs

Well, we're gone, but we don't need none

Where we're going

Won't need roads headed for the future

Or headed back, or whatever

It gets confusing

What's real to me

I never knew, and

It's getting worse, and

My perception becomes unglued, and

I threaten to lose it, become obsessed with the losing

Develop an unhealthy obsession with death in my music

Until I wreck myself standing in the mess of my ruin

Get a message to my mother, did the best I could do

And if I didn't do enough, well, that's the cross that I bear

But I ain't gon' stand around overcome with loss and despair

Strange days, wouldn't you agree?

I draw outside the line like I'm putting up a three

Strange days, it'll make you wonder

Thinking outside of the box like I'm looking for a jumper

It's a strange time to be alive

Ain't nobody seeing eye to eye

It's a damn shame

And it ain't gonna change

No matter the candidate

Candidly, they don't give a damn about you anyway

Know you wanna hate, cause it probably sound different

I'ma get a couple quarters and then pile up to fifty

That's my two cents plus forty-eight laws

I am no astrologer, but power's on stars

If I am not mistaken, then this how this go

I'ma get to this paper, yeah, I'ma get to this dough

I'ma paint you a picture with this ridiculous flow

Probably get you to giggle, touching your ticklish soul

Come on

Paint you a picture with this ridiculous flow

Probably get you to giggle, touching your ticklish soul

Come on

If I am not mistaken, then this how this go

I'ma get to this paper, yeah, I'ma get to this dough

I'ma paint you a picture with this ridiculous flow

Probably get you to giggle, touching your ticklish soul

Come on

Strange days, wouldn't you agree?

I draw outside the line like I'm putting up a three

Strange days, it'll make you wonder

Thinking outside of the box like I'm looking for a jumper

Strange days, wouldn't you agree?

I draw outside the line like I'm putting up a three

Strange days, it'll make you wonder

Thinking outside of the box like I'm looking for a jumper