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Strangefresh
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Hip-Hop
Strangefresh was released on September 3, 2013 by Tygr Rawwk Rcrds as a part of the album Knifefight - EP
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Release DateSeptember 3, 2013
LabelTygr Rawwk Rcrds
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Beans
Beans
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Robert Stewart II
Robert Stewart II
Songwriter
Brian Lindgren
Brian Lindgren
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mux Mool
Mux Mool
Producer

Lyrics

Knifefight rock the body right
hardy har har -
laugh at sub par suffer - whatever
fell out they face a faux pas
the story thus far -
unveiled itself in my exhale
talking shit out my entrails and all that entails
Ballbeam - scorcher no sunscreen
scolding scars on your tapestry GO all out for the blitz
so don't play cute, turn tail, and put that hip in your hop
you better off suicide by cop -
Man of Tomorrow
tomorrow supplier bestower of sorrow to borrow dirty catheter rapper
place my disdain on display but wordplay not for play -
I leisurely unfurl conflagration comfortably curled up on my sofa -
a cornucopia - there's no hope for ya
when I concoct rhymes as mutations by design electrocution every line
simultaneously frenzy road trip with a grenade raps amok -
open arms greet your afterlife to mics -
you's a yawner yawner - yada yada
that crashed into a truck loaded with a shitful of awesome Razor Boss is the boss of 'em
rules don't apply no enforcing'em didn't fit and never tried the application is lost to him
The discourse divorcing'em a kick in the teeth from a horse to'em
rare like a Bigfoot sighting when writing just as exciting -
dial up the drama wigsplitter - rappers ain't lasting longer than breath mints -
honey roasted like George Hamilton -
wearing a flannel on the back of a camel in a caravan
strumming his fingers over the strings of a mandolin
punch the color out of your face tryin' to handle him -
Chorus:
It's Knifefight -
Mux Mool -
Ballbeam says it all -
Strangefresh -fuck the chorus
they ain't got nuthin' for us -
they ain't got nuthin' for us
Rimshot -
buried my face in her ass like Human Centipede
but it taste like Candy Land so maybe I'll never leave -
ass so juicy I can barely breathe but we started taking turns
so maybe I'll never leave
until this chick from Denver -
flashed me her tits on Instagram -
so when I get home -
we can get off on cam 2 cam -
I got an online crush on Becky Klaus from Maryland
and if we meet, I'll be polite it'll mean so much to shake her hand -
and if all goes according to plan -
a Blasteriod will crash land -
with a savage reprimand with no hardship unfolding
recreational scolding that got your ASCAP'd , no publishing -
end of discussion propulsive over percussion
bioluminescent showstopper to the letter catch my sick exalted -
blast of punctuation -
amazing splash bukkake on beats brazen
while lames claim it's game on and arm wrestle for jurisdiction -
the harder the times, the harder I hail
my power, your pain one serious slice of harsh he's -Water on Mars
brash for dolo on bars
so I'll say that not to be cruel but be clear -
but life is only fair and integrated when everybody's in the morgue until then -
I'll spend my time recording the contortions of text -
recreational sex -
writing up a storm or drinking @ Von -
forever sightless on mics like white cats in a snowstorm
Chorus
Written by: Brian Lindgren, Robert Stewart II
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