[Intro: Tech N9ne]
Let's get it!
Fredwreck, Robby Krieger, Ray Manzarek, John Densmore, Tech N9ne, and Mister Jim Morrison
[Chorus: Jim Morrison & Tech N9ne]
Strange days have found us
(I been a nobody, but now I get it in)
Strange days have tracked us down
(Nowhere to run, what I did is keep it wicked real and never to pretend)
They're going to destroy
(Everything in my path I'mma gas, I'mma spit it to the end)
Our casual joys
(I'mma take away your everything, I'mma merk it a bit when I begin)
We shall go on playing
Or find a new town
Yeah!
[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
In the beginning it was negative wasn’t nobody checkin'
Or steppin' to this heavenly sick brethren, it's
Tech's veteran, better than clever man
You're gonna be off of your rocker when the chakra's on chopper, it's
Kinda funny having no money coming up
The number-one independent rapper, people running up
When the fact I'mma sum it up, way way back I was run amok
Now I'm beastin' the nation, cheese generatin'
Now everybody know when the flame sprays
Fame pays, maintain brain crazed
Leaving them all leaking in pain, hey gang, wait
Get ready for Strange days
Let's get it!
Fredwreck, Robby Krieger, Ray Manzarek, John Densmore, Tech N9ne, and Mister Jim Morrison
[Chorus: Jim Morrison & Tech N9ne]
Strange days have found us
(I been a nobody, but now I get it in)
Strange days have tracked us down
(Nowhere to run, what I did is keep it wicked real and never to pretend)
They're going to destroy
(Everything in my path I'mma gas, I'mma spit it to the end)
Our casual joys
(I'mma take away your everything, I'mma merk it a bit when I begin)
We shall go on playing
Or find a new town
Yeah!
[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
In the beginning it was negative wasn’t nobody checkin'
Or steppin' to this heavenly sick brethren, it's
Tech's veteran, better than clever man
You're gonna be off of your rocker when the chakra's on chopper, it's
Kinda funny having no money coming up
The number-one independent rapper, people running up
When the fact I'mma sum it up, way way back I was run amok
Now I'm beastin' the nation, cheese generatin'
Now everybody know when the flame sprays
Fame pays, maintain brain crazed
Leaving them all leaking in pain, hey gang, wait
Get ready for Strange days
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