Lyrics:
a collection of the disturbed
A "who's who" of the gurus who have confused you all
Now when I'm taking a walk in the park, I feel scared
Not for myself, but
Disturbed):
With this pen, I’m surgical
Slicing and dicing any instrumental
Dissecting colonizers’
Fallacies, freeing Black bodies from white supremacy
Ain’t
distractions I'm not disturbed bout it
Hit my phone like some wrong I ain't scared bout it
I ain't worried bout it
Typically
I stay out the mess I'm just focused
the black A3
Done mileage on the 406
North London where DaliBoy live
Round here I don't wanna raise my kids
Someone roll me a backstrap backstrap
Cali weed
FEEL LIKE I’M LOSING MY AIM
[HONESTY]
FADE TO THE BLACK WHEN MY WAY’S
TRAPPED TO FADE TO THE BLACK WHEN MY WAY’S
TRAPPED TO FADE TO THE BLACK
I see a red door and I want it painted black
No colors anymore, I want them to turn black
I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes
I'm just saying
Like a mama you birthed me, Brooklyn you nursed me
Schooled me with hard knocks, better than Berkeley
They say you'd murk me by
I'm just saying
Like a mama you birthed me, Brooklyn you nursed me
Schooled me with hard knocks, better than Berkeley
They say you'd murk me by
of black
Like memories on fade
We're sent to the past
In a pure sense of black
Like memories on fade
Youthful reminders of you
The perfume
That follows your
the things I've bought you, leave all the rest alone
Marble skins turn human, people fade to gray
Put your head into my hands we'll make them go away
ask what are we doing
But I ain't got all the answers like Kanye told Sway just disturbed by the injustices
Of our day and some of the things some
Mmm-mm-mm-mm mmm-mm-mm-mm
Mmm-mm
I see your red door, I want it painted black
No colors anymore, I want them to turn black
I see the girls walk by
are calling
The black fog forest envolving
Waiting for the night
The sun calling
Short and insane time
The light fades in the depths
And a disturbed
Man you hell of a pussy for
The shit you did last night
I could tell you nervous right now by
How you moving your hands right
Yeah please don't fuck
of what's mine, what's fine or not fine
Contemplation, orientation to what I fight and get by
To describe the temptations from the depths of inside
From
I see a red door and I want it painted black
No colors anymore, I want them to turn black
I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes
I see a red door and I want it painted black
No colors anymore I want them to turn black
I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes
I
Just the other day, I was on my Nigel Black
Spitting out enlightened fact
Moving like a hyper-lapse
Not disturbed by life’s attacks
When it tries
our eyes
Fade out and turn to gray
Things change each and every day
Fade out and turn to black
Once it's gone it won't ever be back
Like a black
to black mode
Now let it go, fade to black mode
Thinking of change waiting for hell
Sex and drugs to pass the time
And the more you learn the less you know
Dark brown eyes looking back out the light
Yeah I fade with the vibe black ice black ice
Keep getting them high tryna make up my mind
But could
door in cuz I had couple grams up in the spot , or the days when I caught fades in parking lots , when I had knots in my shoe box’s , I been cooking
the old boy
They claimin' they sell but I'm still the old boss
Sometimes wings get clipped, we all hit the floor
But today though, its Black Thought,
respect that your whole perspective is wack
Maybe you'll love me when I fade to black
If you can't respect that your whole perspective is wack
Maybe
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