Blame One, Sean Price - Disturbed lyrics

[Blame One, Sean Price - Disturbed lyrics]

I don't care which chick docked
A famous rich hip hopper
Phantom of the opera type slick, which doctor
Mad scientist, topper with the vocal
I'm current
Almost 33 homie, yeah, a hell of endurance
Young veteran
Chop off the tongue and take the head of men
Young bucks know me
I ex so much better blend
I like to set a trend
Never tried to follow fools
Knowledge, wisdom all withstanding
Son I never hollow jewels
Swallow the bottle full throttle
Just like a menace
I mash around Cali from Diego to Venice
Let me replenish i'm far from finished
Young apprentice lab coat on the floor
Drop science in a sentence
Broken beaker, got you open to the speaker
Cats'll close a eye like we
Were hoping you were weaker
Nope and call me teacher fam
Fuck what you heard
I'm a master of words, word
I'm mentally disturbed

Disturbed, I walk around like
I'm wearing a crown talking to myself
Cats steady staring me down
Clown, I heard you got lost
That could write precise
But, I murderize cats on the mic to bytes

Cause, I'm disturbed I walk around
Like I'm wearing a crown talking to myself
Cats steady staring me down
Clown, I heard you got lost
That could write precise
But, I murderize cats on the mic to bytes

Yo, this black on black crime pardon me my G
This black and white rhyme
Clap the black nine and
Smash your trash lines
Put your ass to sleep, goodnight
It's nap time
Listen, the best rapper in the world is Sean
The worst rapper in the world is you
Skank rapper having promise on
Bus back at your girl and you
Fuck you bitch niggas wanna do
Listen, flows phenomenal, off the chain
But really, take off your chain
I ain't joking around, toting the pound
Only think I'm a clown like homie the clown
I will put down the pound and pound on you
Then pick up the pound, it's rounds on you
(cheers) y'all niggas ain't ready for ruck
How you on it bitch
Hand me ya gun, let me know

I'm not playing
Horsing around or joking don't sigh kid
Sleep in my squalor, staple open your eyelids
Saw off the hand that you
Wrote your best verse with
It gets hectic, I protected all word smiths
I'm in the dragon's lair
Writing in the dungeon
Spirit's of the past appear
To me when summoned
I'm the mist that the winter
Escort in the night
I'm like photosynthesis absorbing the light
You're possessing the words you
Are sure to recite
Duplicating my sound takes much
More then a mic
Hardcore when I write the final
Passage to your worldly fate
But maybe John might forgive you
At the pearly gate
Set you straight and unless your great
I set back, set traps
Watch you catch the bait
Always test the fate
They get kicked to the curb
So fuck what you heard
Yo I'm mentally disturbed

Disturbed, I walk around like
I'm wearing a crown talking to myself
Cats steady staring me down
Clown, I heard you got lost
That could write precise
But, I murderize cats on the mic to bytes

Cause, I'm disturbed I walk around
Like I'm wearing a crown talking to myself
Cats steady staring me down
Clown, I heard you got lost
That could write precise
But, I murderize cats on the mic to bytes

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