Testo Misunderstood - Twista feat. Buk
Testo della canzone Misunderstood (Twista feat. Buk), tratta dall'album Category F5
Yeah, of course
Okay, okay
It's safe to say that I walk a fine line
Between good and evil, this is a fine time
For me to be tryin' to explain what's goin' on inside my mind
Nigga, I don't see no other kind of solution
To let these problems loose, therapeutic, the music
Is sort of a masseuse to massage my mental so I won't lose it
Sometimes I can't help myself, myself got a mind of its own
Buck cannot accept this Jeff, and then
Jeff won't buck 'til time be gone
Both supposed to be occupyin' the same time and the same space
But nope, just me goin' out of my sane mind
They don't really know how I feel
What the fuck is wrong with them motherfuckers?
Twista, is the nigga off a pill?
Is he off of wet? Is he off of syrup?
Somethin' deeper than formin' a.44 up in the drill
'Cause a nigga finna kill
Misunderstood 'cause I'm passin' whatever disaster is life
'Cause I'm blasphemous, I leave a nigga body bleedin' out
Passions of Christ with a mask and a knife, full blast with a mic
If it's prophecy, the first should be last
The I am the future, you are primitive
Morpheus, I'm a scorpion, these shoes are venomous
The new artillerist
And you don't really wanna start from Genesis
And you don't really wanna spark the nemesis
Get loose and fist a crucifix and put you on it for murder
But you don't wanna bring darkness into this
Yeah, all those that relate, then you can feel my pain
Tryin' to walk straight away from the
Hatred that I hold deep down inside
Quiet, I wait, I never talk shit about a nigga's peer
'Cause a nigga's seers and besides that, I ain't no faggot, kid
You bitch, you really know what really it is
You bitch, that really been a menace
That we really coulda been plenty through
But all of this fiction, pen and shit
Seven-hundred million in the blast, bitch
Just consider it all as destiny
Manifestin' itself, no fin to shit
Steppin' over hoes, watchin' my steps
You don't know what I been through
Yet I get money like a pimp who rich
Then when I hear a instrumental, I get into it
Then I'm into glitch, then I gotta cut a nigga's head like a ginsu
After lovin' it, it'll be hell to love
Especially if I feel with the Beelzebub
Instead of the holy divine, I be out of my mind
And that what they tell a thug
I'm a misunderstood nigga (Tell 'em why)
'Cause I'm kinda like Kurt Cobain, a expert on pain
You fearin' I got lyrics and a pistol that'll hurt your brain
Because I'm a misunderstood nigga (Tell 'em why)
'Cause I'm kinda like Tyler Durden
I could fuck a nigga up and surround my body with flames
And never feel the fire hurt me
Because I'm a misunderstood nigga
Like Harvey Hoover, Willie Black and Walter Weed
What I do for the hood is for the good
O.G. swag, nigga, don't talk when I speak
Because I'm a misunderstood nigga
King L, Willie Lloyd or Angelo Roberts
When it come to a flow, you think your man go hard
Muthafucka, this man'll go harder
Because I'm a misunderstood nigga
I'm about to fuck it up, got me rippin'
Through your body like a natural disaster
Movin' like a torpedo with the speed and the vengeance of a killer
If you lookin' for a murderer, I'm the master, motherfucker
I'm about to tear shit up
With heat from out the mama that go
Get your mama to pay for the burial
I'm an astonisher, interplanetary, devourin' everything
From Earth to Andromeda, they feelin' me 'cause
I'm about to fuck it up
Like Freddy after Jason with a fascination for a laceration
And congratulations for eradication
Because I know ain't no vaccination
For decapitation with a rapper pacin'
I'm about to tear shit up
Because I take hits with that purple like I am a Viking
Call me a lyrical Lucian
I run with a mob of wolves like I am a lycan
Some off the top, some I am writin'
And if you ain't strapped, I am with fightin'
Can't rock, I be runnin' through the middle of the field
With that white like I am a Titan
Niggas never know what Twista be on
Low-key nuttin' with a bitch on the hood
I insist that I talk to the psycho
Psychiatrist 'cause I'm misunderstood
Doctor, I'm problematic, tryna withdraw from always lawlessly
Resolvin' all of my static 'cause I know God is callin' me
But not to come home yet
Basically about the onset of blessings from the seeds that I've sown
Some yet might not be up on yet, but any-anyhow
Niggas tryna pin me down with bullshit, I try to keep it movin'
Until they cock up and I distribute the blaow
'Cause I'm down by law
Pure Chicago, crowned by the bosses
I'm schoolbook street-smart, project window downtown office
All I want is my music, my money, my bitches
To be viewed among the elite, not the sleep I was stuck in
I'm just a good nigga, up to no good, nigga
Suburbs to the hood, I wish you niggas would
I'm a misunderstood nigga (Tell 'em why)
'Cause I'm kinda like Kurt Cobain, a expert on pain
You fearin' I got lyrics and a pistol that'll hurt your brain
Because I'm a misunderstood nigga (Tell 'em why)
'Cause I'm kinda like Tyler Durden
I could fuck a nigga up and surround my body with flames
And never feel the fire hurt me
Because I'm a misunderstood nigga
Like Harvey Hoover, Willie Black and Walter Weed
What I do for the hood is for the good
O.G. swag, nigga, don't talk when I speak
Because I'm a misunderstood nigga
King L, Willie Lloyd or Angelo Roberts
When it come to a flow, you think your man go hard
Muthafucka, this man'll go harder
Because I'm a misunderstood nigga
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Writer(s): Samuel C. Lindley, Carl Terrell Mitchell, Jeffery Robinson
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