Coo Coo Cal - Disturbed lyrics

(Hook 1 x2) Mentally dis-turbed Crooked thoughts keep running through, my head Got me disturbed (Got me disturbed) [Verse 1] They say I'm mentally, dis-turbed Ya heard Still I k** 'em softly With nothing but words Nouns, pronouns, adjectives and, verbs Still perch on the curb, dogg Ain't nothing changed Except these Muthaf**as dipping all in my business Trying to steal my thangs Ain't gotta say no names n***a you made your stand Burn up So turn up the volume on that fat b**h Cuz you done played your hand Now I'm bout to fade your man On the deal That's how we do it where we dwell Set the stage And page Fortnum to bring the hell They'll never see it coming Cuz they running From the wrong thang See we got bait So sit back and wait, n***a And collect the change Still want to bang I will go get it I'ma slam a beer, n***a And dat my f**ing career You don't know what to do with it I'm like a j**el with it With longevity Coo Coo Cal, muthaf**a AKA, n***a Calvin Bellamy Slick muthaf**as done hit a nerve, n***a They claim I'm sick But still bumping my sh** And riding my dick So that makes me disturbed (Hook 2) Feeling disturbed Got some thangs on my mind Like the walls is closing And I'm outta time (Mentally dis-turbed) Need some time to think Too much chess going on My mind is blank But I gotta hold on (Hook 1 x2) [Verse 2] They claiming I done lost my mind, n***a And lost my grind But my rhymes designed, n***a Strictly for the struggle f** a flosser sign Even though it calls for mine We keeping it real, sh** Still up in the ghetto With the fellows, n***a Toting 'em, still See it's bout dollar bill And that's all Black greedy Fat hogs Stumping up through your city With them stacks, y'all And we coming in 'llacs, dogg With pipe guns Paint, flipping Got n***as tripping Cuz we got the right touch And don't really like much Cuz that's how Steelo Get money Our conversaion broadcast on your station, n***a f** a kilo Where we go, we mobbing And any Muthaf**a standing in my path, dogg We robbing We can forget get you, dogg Cuz n***as fishy Might find 'em Stanking in a, muthaf**in alley Smelling up your city Punk b**hes done hit a nerve But still Bumping my sh** Riding my dick So that makes me disturbed (Hook 2) (Hook 1 x2)