paroles de chanson Disturbed - Coo Coo Cal
(Feat.
Nothing
Typical)
[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
kill
'em
softly
With
nothing
but
words
Nouns,
pronouns,
adjectives
and,
verbs
Still
perch
on
the
curb,
dogg
Ain't
nothing
changed
Except
these
Muthafuckas
dipping
all
in
my
business
Trying
to
steal
my
thangs
Ain't
gotta
say
no
names
Nigga
you
made
your
stand
Burn
up
So
turn
up
the
volume
on
that
fat
bitch
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,
nigga
And
collect
the
change
Still
want
to
bang
I
will
go
get
it
I'ma
slam
a
beer,
nigga
And
dat
my
fucking
career
You
don't
know
what
to
do
with
it
I'm
like
a
jewel
with
it
With
longevity
Coo
Coo
Cal,
muthafucka
AKA,
nigga
Calvin
Bellamy
Slick
muthafuckas
done
hit
a
nerve,
nigga
They
claim
I'm
sick
But
still
bumping
my
shit
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,
nigga
And
lost
my
grind
But
my
rhymes
designed,
nigga
Strictly
for
the
struggle
Fuck
a
flosser
sign
Even
though
it
calls
for
mine
We
keeping
it
real,
shit
Still
up
in
the
ghetto
With
the
fellows,
nigga
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
niggaz
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,
nigga
Fuck
a
kilo
Where
we
go,
we
mobbing
And
any
Muthafucka
standing
in
my
path,
dogg
We
robbing
We
can
forget
get
you,
dogg
Cuz
niggaz
fishy
Might
find
'em
Stanking
in
a,
muthafuckin
alley
Smelling
up
your
city
Punk
bitches
done
hit
a
nerve
But
still
Bumping
my
shit
Riding
my
dick
So
that
makes
me
disturbed
[Hook
2]
[Hook
1 x2]
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