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