Blacked Out
Intro:
Yeah. Okay
Crayzee
Verse 1:
Never felt so close to the edge, I feel soul's still in bed
From all the sh** in the years, they steady haunting my head
This lack of motivation, be causing myself, to hate me
Still I'm praying to my dead friend, hoping she can save me
Mr. Crayzee, I'm still lit, yet and going hard
Filthy written bars, hit record, make it boom voyage
Don't hurt to say it, but now rap, I've got to make it work
I've gotta make this work, cause if I don't, might turn to worse
From now on going church, after the night's before party
After service stoney, with the homies
Then we get to writing, bout to get this b**h started
Bout to leave these MC's worried, when I do, won't be sorry
Do that same sh** tomorrow… every moment hectic
Wearing black upon the scene, so condone the message
My name's Dartanion, stating facts, you know I said it
So come and get it, bring to all, like its armageddon
Chorus:
You see me the brothers all blacked out
Saw me for a moment, then you blacked out
Talking to opponents, then they blacked out
There always will be someone, take the trash out
Blacked out, blacked out. Looking at your eyelids, blacked out
Blacked out, blacked out. Hope you saw my face, fo' you blacked out
Verse 2:
Its such a mission to be making a trust
Cause the people who be new to me, end up getting rushed
I'm the kid who likes to loiter, with the pack, in my chucks
With the Gang, hella high, like we don't give a f**
How you know I'm gon' say that?
Repping where that A-K at
Man you stutter like Tourettes
But I break your damn thorax
Loving how I ether tracks, just a master piece for rap
Never stopping runnin' laps, f** the walking, overlap you fools
Not showing mercy, but attack on you
Never run your mouth, mind your actions dude
Trust won't be pretty, you be talking more like petty
I'm on something hella heavy, lay a trap on you
Mizhado popping, you got it wrong, if you think we flopping
We bring Hip hop in, I drag a body, know I got em
Dead in a coffin, what I'm calling, my problem solving
Metaphorical words, burn, you know I got em
Verse 3:
Those who get involved in it, cut you whole like a whole spinach
Do it like your soul's in it, without nobody knowing this
You sure you down to roll for this, sus you out, unfold the b**h
Yourself, you dumb, I noticed it and whatchu say is old and sh**
I bust you open, punch and kicks, nasty wounds, oppose the stitch
My oppositions, end up sh**tin', they off in the mist
Cannot body this, bumping off the transmitter
Say it yo face, so you know, f** to piss off
This b**h been talking too long, but we been grinding too long
And with the homies we on, these fakers bout to be gone
Ugh, I do it freaky, do my job while I trip
With my raps, you know I'm rolling, like I'm up in a whip
Who knew I'm comin' with this? Who knew I'm still keeping busy
When I'm chilling, I be writing, through the night, I be spitting
I'm so bomfortable, believe, just for me a perfect fitting
All the s**as that be hating, they can't wait to see me quitting
Interlude:
Been in so much sh** but didn't die tho
It s**s to know that many fell, the people I know
I got that voice, infinite gift, that giving nitro
But at the same time I be cool, that something Ice cold
Put a lotta work in a track, stating facts, yo Crayzee be that
It ain't even just a persona, when saying these raps
Put hate on my back, the way I love to see you react
When in city, where I be, that place you gotta be at
Chorus:
You seen me the brothers all blacked out
Saw me for a moment, then you blacked out
Talking to opponents, then they blacked out
There always will be someone, take the trash out
Blacked out, blacked out, looking at your eyelids, blacked out
Blacked out, blacked out, hope you saw my face, fo' you blacked out