They stay
Strange waysWreak havoc, beep beep it's mad traffic
Sleek and lavish people speaking leaking to the maverick
He see as just another felony drug arrest
Any day could be the one he pick the wrong thug to testSlug through the vest, shot in the street
For pulling heat on a father whose baby's gotta eat
And when they get hungry, it ain't shit funny
Paid to interfere with how a brother get his moneyNow, who's the real thugs, killers and gangsters?
Set the revolution, let the things bust and thank us
When the smoke clear, you can see the sky again
There will be the chopped off heads of LeviathanMy friend, they call 'em strangers
Everybody talk to him end up in some danger
They stay strange ways
Can't reform 'emThey pray four times a day, they pray five
Whose ways is strange when it's time to survive
Some will go of they own free will to die
Others take them with you when they blow sky highWhat's the difference? All you get is lost children
While abortion shit up behind the desk it costs billions
To blast humans in half, into captured arms
Only one side is allowed to have bombsIt's like making a soldier drop his weapon
Shooting him, and telling him to get to steppin'
Obviously, they came to portion of his fortune
Sounds to me like that old robbery, extortionThey stay
Same game
Strange ways
Ya can't reform 'em{That Mary was goin' around with an old flame
That burned me up
Because I know he was just feeding her a line
But the guy really spent his money like water}{I think he was connected, so I left
Outside it was raining cats and dogs
I was feelin' mighty blue and everything looked black
But I carried on}
Songwriters
Jr. Jackson;Daniel ThompsonPublished by
MADLIB INVAZION MUSIC;NETTWERK ONE A MUSIC US;LORD DIHOO MUSIC LLC