[Chorus: x2]

Welcome to Strangeland come on down

Once you in my world man you can't get out

Murderous shit with an iLLified sound

Emerging out of the underground



[Verse 1]

Come into my world kid, welcome to Strangeland

Welcome to the mainland yeah this is the same man

That told the kids to kill somebody back a year ago

Here we go, thought I was going to quit that be a miracle

Serial Kill wit a bitta illa attitude

Show some gratitude, you don't want me gettin' mad at you

Had a few people say my music was a joke

The industry was clownin' me and I ain't losin' hope yo

They say the kind of rap I'm spittin' is a waste of talent

Quit the wicked shit and try to have more of a balance

Man Fuck you I wont change it's my land it's quite strange

I won't conform the victim and hope I do the right thing

It's my world, I ain't in this for the profit

If I succeed it'll be on my own or my shit

On my terms, wit my styles, wit my rhymes, it's my way

Fuck Fred Durst I'll throw his ass on the highway

In heavy traffic sociopathic bastard

Leavin people battered in caskets yeah that's it fantastic

That's how we be doin' things down in Strangeland

Where whack emcee's gettin' more props than a stagehand



[Chorus]



[Verse 2]

I be gettin' slept on like a futon

Whack cats makin bread and I ain't even makin' croutons

You couldn't save yourself even if you had a coupon

Now relish when I catch your best

Name me the great pupon

Through the Bentley window to the window of a hearse

What could be worse than strange place and a curse?

I'm the first at burst the way you horror kids disperse

To hop onto the latest trend I'll still rip a verse

Of these abstract, abstruse, abnormal rhymes

I'm simpleising your mind, and I will rein sublime

It's subliminal you can't replicate the original

I replenish return and my reply is reprehensible

It's unquestionable that my intellect's intact

You wanna integrate with my crew, too bad you whack

You profess to be proficient the prognosis of horrific

You pretend to make a profit off of insufficient lyrics

I wont hear it, you can copy me and try to make a mockery

Of sloppy D none a yall cats are stoppin' me

The Strange is one step in the emcee cipher

This is Strangeland my name ain't D. Sneider

The strange the lyricist emerging out the abyss

No radio hits, just sick shit like this

Fuck ya platinum only plaque I got is on my teeth

Lyrics so strange they confuse Kool Keith

Strange, like unexplained, unsolved mysteries

Graphic, violent, oozing with misery

(Is it me or is this emcee sound strange)

I'm on stage, covered in stains, wearin timberlands and Hanes

Fucked up deranged mad tapped in the brain

Take ya name, add the lame infesting with shame

Bring it to the battle when its time to throw down

You couldn't make the band even if your name was O town

Lets go now, there's no hope for you to even tryin' this

I wouldn't know defeat even if I'm a podiatrist

Mad scientist in the lab hopin' that you die and shit

But not before you all stop buyin' this



[Chorus x1.5]



Your in my world now

Welcome to Strangeland

Once you come in you never come out



This is my world

This is my house

This is my land

Think this is gonna stop? Hell No

Comin' back with that new shit

Infesting your fucking brain like a fucking maggot

Welcome to Strangeland...