Strange!!  ("And I like it...")    [Myntric]  Think quick as I split  a-toms and bust critical mass through some plastic  Get hot like saliva but spit like boric acid  Ditty done run get amped off the wonderman surprise  Mercury rise, I rock off my greedy little eyes  Sun, moon, pronouncing the energy is solar  With tongue numba one I have fun, rockin fuller  Let me wash the aloe vera from my strands just stop blocking  The scientific method of the locking, check it  as I, shoot the ray beam from the moon  Then rebound off the lunar, get amped off the beats  and mic get tuned, check the rhythm  into another dimension for direction  Arrange when I dissect, rearrange when I'm dissecting  the flavor, how many does it take to get to the core  Of a Boo-gie-mon-ster, when he rip it or he's raw  So, whatcha got, jigga nigga Jugganaut  I'm strange when I rhyme    [Vex]  Well I'm beyond critical mass, feel the lyrical blast  Vex the vortex, man of the past  Livin in the present, and walkin in the future  H2O's, the flow as I dilute ya  Twenty-one years now I stand as a man  Drinking from the ocean crushing mountains in my hand  The natural one, eighty-four seasons I have come  Wisdom goes to those that see the sun  God, iniquity's thicker  Any black man who draws the blood of another he's a quitter  Avoid, so go and get a stricken babysitter  A million dreadlocks throws devil in the picture  purgatory, just to seckle all that petty talkin deranged  Boogiemonsters come in strange    Strange!  ("And I like it...")  Ha-haha, these kids are nice  *repeat 5X, 4X - line three*    [Yodared]  Mondo McCann, microphone man  Yodaredsee Milo, dig when his mind expand  Vex to the rhyme is never social man  Myntric funk tanker slang a banger fifty grand  With the Riders of the Storm can yes we can can  Pack a black attack to evacuate the land  *together* The empire's falling check the New World Order   for the slaughter, run for shelter, underwater   See seventy percent of the world's underwater   Seventy percent of your body's underwater   Seventy percent of what we live is out of range   We rearrange disorder, but niggaz say we strange...    [Mondo]  A million and one things in our vocabulary are considered strange  Some are legendary, some deranged  But we be not the suck shits cause we explore untouched  Consider hip-hop a big virgin and we -- AHH  Remember your first days of course the sex it felt strange  You blindly explored each other's emotional plane, but hey  The Boogiemonsters consist of four  Experimentin from now til forever and we score  with the Jugganauts the giants, all the way to humans  Forever buildin hip-hop and if not nigga we're fumin cause we're    Strange!  ("And I like it...")  Ha-haha, these kids are nice  *repeat 9X to fade*