[Verse 1: David Banner]
(Isn't it strange?) Isn't it strange
What life is, what life ain't? (Yeah!)
And lil n***as still think it's a game
You want a black president but we ain't ready for change
Lil chain 'round ya neck like we still slaves
My lil cuz comin up, he wanna be in a gang
My other cuz got knocked and he givin up names
Penalty flag, what part of the game is that?
Man the streets too hot but I don't be in the trap no more
We too familiar with them 6x4s, my n***a (Yeah!)
I'm too finished, had to hit it and go
And I ain't trickin, what you sweatin me for, hoe? (Yeah!)
Now you a lady of God, I think you playin with God, ma
I'll take ya more serious but you grillin' in my car
Monday through Thursday you ain't thought about church
But Saturday, you splurgin' for a skirt for service to hear the word?
That's absurd (Isn't it strange?)
I used to understand but now I overstand
The government's plan to cuff a brother man
And let another man raise his seed
Do at least, it's biological, they all got beef
It's all part of the scheme, we all partly beat
The cops target the weak and make us live in the beast
But if I pull and release, them pigs will pull out them sheets
And have a n***a hemmed up for possession
I'm stressin' cause it's strange to me, it's all plain to see
Y'all dudes is rockin' tight jeans like a dame to D
But you bangin' the heat, you a G, I'm a G too
Can't compare me to your style, ya see through
Homie ya like rainbow day, ya too gay
I see you n***as in extensions, man what happened to fades?
Folks is playin' both sides, that why she playin with AIDS
Man we livin' in the day and time, where we stand for nothin'
Fall for anything and everything they say is fine
Yeah!
[Verse 2: Big Remo & David Banner]
Our black women play momma and daddy
While daddy ride around all day flossin' his Caddy
He got the 24s spinnin', three or four women
But he's much too busy for the kids to come visit
So he send 'em to his sister and her baby father been trippin'
And they stuck dab in the middle
You need to sit yourself down a minute and kiss 'em
Now you in child support court tryna claim that you miss em
Oh really? Why they take Tupac and Biggie, ya dig?
Martin and Malcolm, Huey the Black Panther
Isaac and Bernie Mac died back-to-back
Got the soul man and Oprah ain't happy, she fat again, yeah!
And why us Blacks ain't accepted by Africans?
If y'all know the answers then share with ya next of kin, yeah
Cause half the n***as around my way
Tryna find a way but the guidance strayed, I'm sayin'

[Outro: David Banner]
See man, I was just sittin' back wondering like
When I die, and I bow to my knees
When I meet the maker like
What am I gonna say that I did with this blessing call music?
We kings and queens y'all
And when the South's time over
I want 'em to know that we was more than just gold teeth
More than just white tees, you know what I'm talkin bout, my n***a
More than ass and titties
But 9th Wonder, I love titties, hahahah!
Isn't it strange?
Isn't it strange?
Isn't it strange?
Isn't it strange?