Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Misunderstood, artist - Drapht.
Date of issue: 09.10.2008
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Misunderstood |
Understand, I stand misunderstood in the dark |
Shanked in the back while planks attacked by the sharks |
I’m sick to death, not perfect or picturesque |
Unlike the rest, got a flaming fury in my chest |
Waste my breath to make the best of life alone |
My words: unknown, spit like I had Tourettes syndrome |
Hit home to the heart |
You start to feel the joint |
You can take advantage, but I always win the point |
Get my drift? |
Flip my words — suspis switch |
Ambidextrous can’t test us or miss this |
My wrist is my weapon a lesson till the end |
Fight to the finish is a message that I send |
All you trendsetters my vendetta to be better |
Elite letters will flow, whether we’ll meet never |
Mystique weather you listen my heat |
Is my admission defeat? |
Whether you ripping to beat «never» |
You tripping completely missing «nah uh!» |
You lack thought, my track’s raw |
Unleashed underground from a trap door |
Found I attract more split personalities |
My mind’s a hacksaw, get cut then try and challenge me |
Fact or fallacies poison the grapevine |
Down to make a break be no mistake I’ll take mine |
I hate time that moves too quick and kills |
Gotta make the most of life and never ever stand still |
Misunderstood |
Misunderstood |
Misunderstood |
Misunderstood |
Attention, all this tension needs to be stopped |
It’s getting old like the pension, did I mention it blocks |
Your path in life, living life be hard and fight |
Discard your right, live hip-hop and «Nah you’re white» |
A star at night, evolved, a shit by day |
How far away? |
Got dreams, but can’t hit the hay |
Fit to say I hit hard, admit you can’t predict |
My dicks get under your skin, seems like number six |
I got a hundred tricks, you wonder what I’ll do |
I’ll speak the truth, take your shoes right from under you |
Don’t underestimate, or get a date with death |
Got recipes that will burn like the naked chef |
A constant game of chess, try take out the king |
You’ll never win like a bee die after the first sting |
One of the worst things is to explain myself |
Try to change my world, end up in flames in hell |
Misunderstood |
Misunderstood |
Misunderstood |
Misunderstood |
Pain running like water, on the border of a breakdown |
Means much more to me, no forgery or fake sound |
To break now habits are hard, I’ve traveled so far |
Had it at harsh, strong enough to shatter your guard |
Battered and scarred, matters too large to reach the top |
«What, you’re shocked?» |
Just me and Opt, we can’t be stopped |
And we, got what you need so you drop to your knees, and you |
Beg and you plead, and you’re willing to plea |
For forgiveness, another chance? |
I’d rather watch you sink |
I wouldn’t stop to blink, so you better stop and think |
Drop them sticks, then the stones next |
No mess for text, flex and teeth like a T-Rex |
Stress to check, but trust man, enough’s enough |
Hunter tracks you down like an elephant’s tooth or tusk |
A must to soldier on, hold your own |
But make the wrong move and stand in the cold alone |