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Get Weird
Hip-Hop/Rap
Get Weird was released on June 22, 2011 by Red Menace Records as a part of the album LIVE Backwards
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Release DateJune 22, 2011
LabelRed Menace Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM80

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
John Shinners
John Shinners
Songwriter
Ryan Patrick Jennings
Ryan Patrick Jennings
Songwriter

Lyrics

(Why so serious?)
Ha!
Hello, it's the part where I sing you a sad song with a broad playing the cello (Let's go!)
People keep quivering, raspberry Jell-o
Deliver rivers of blood, I rip it like Velcro
For whom the bell tolls
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 (Hey!)
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 (Exact)
H-E double hockey sticks, aiming at the goalie
Giving the kids a new definition of getting holy
Guacamole and cheese, I dip like chips
Write murder on my mouth now read my lips
(Yo, ladies and gentlemens)
Let's go for a ride
All my life I been different (Let's go!)
Keeping it 110
Percent real, you feel me? Get lifted (Let's go!)
Yeah, but then again, we like to get weird (Get weird)
Get weird (Get weird)
And when they see us the lames they get scared (Rrah)
So get weird (Get weird)
Get weird (Get weird)
I just wanted to make one 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 Mozart'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
(Yo, ladies and gentlemens)
Let's go for a ride
All my life I been different (Let's go!)
Keeping it 110
Percent real, you feel me? Get lifted (Let's go!)
Yeah, but then again, we like to get weird (Get weird)
Get weird (Get weird)
And when they see us the lames they get scared (Rrah)
So get weird (Get weird)
Get weird (Get weird)
I just wanted to make one thing clear and that's to get weird
All my life I been different (Let's go!)
Let me know if you feel the same way (Hey!)
We could get ill, get ill like a sickness
Fuck what all the lamesters say!
Get weird (Get weird)
Get weird (Get weird)
And when they see us the lames they get scared (Rrah)
So get weird (Get weird)
Get weird (Get weird)
I just wanted to make one thing clear and that's to get weird
Yes (Hey!)
(To get weird)
I mean, I mean we're already weird
We're weird, right? (Ge-ge-ge-get weird)
We were born weird, we're gonna be weird forever
We might as well, might as well embrace it, you know what I mean?
We need to just, need to just, just grab this thing
And we need to just, you know, make it who we are
And just, just stop running from it, you know what I mean?
We, we need to just get-
We gotta just get-
We just gotta get really, really fuckin' weird, you know what I mean?
We just gotta hahahahaha
Let's get really fuckin' just stupid weird
Written by: John Shinners, Ryan Patrick Jennings
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