Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Slight Disgust, artist - Locksmith.
Date of issue: 22.04.2012
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Slight Disgust |
I don’t wanna leave, but I can’t just rush |
I don’t wanna leave, but they say I must |
I don’t wanna be in the box they put me in, put me in slight disgust |
I don’t wanna feel, but I can’t just touch |
I don’t wanna give in to anxiousness |
Plus I was raised in The Rich, where people do snitch, better check your |
neighbors trust |
So how the fuck you live your life pretending, then try to judge me cause I |
don’t agree with your opinion |
Life is not a Twitter post, that’s why I watch you niggas close |
Your silly thoughts have no dominion |
Fuck your swag, plus you’re mad |
Ppl wanna pry your life & discuss your past |
I was right there when my cousin got popped |
I don’t care what you think, I don’t want your past |
But I gotta tell mom that I can’t get paid while I’m stuck in class |
Still I’m stuck on this destructive path |
They tell us what to wear, when to speak, who to fuck, what to eat |
I don’t even listen to music unless it’s something deep |
I don’t even fuck with these rappers cause they’re pursuing me |
We don’t even sing the same tune, nigga are you in key? |
The day Obama won I was perplexed, I had to suppress my inner strength with |
resolution |
Everybody was happy to see a black man, but that’s the day they sucked away our |
spirit of revolution |
But I ain’t here to criticize what some folks epitomize |
What one man sees as truth the other man considers lies |
What you see as a victory is a trick to me |
And when it falls apart, don’t expect me to sympathize |
In the ghetto where the niggas serve crack |
Talk shit cause they want their turf back |
These haters sleepin on me, time to go take a dirt nap |
And they say this is a post racial country |
But Try telling that to black folks that’s going hungry |
Try telling that to black folks that’s living comfy |
They don’t give a fuck about nothing |
But themselves |
What they sell is a lifestyle impossible to reach |
And provide a false hope for broke niggas in the streets |
See, I don’t succumb to fear |
So don’t expect to just throw me a couple crumbs & that makes up for 400 years |
Monkey see, monkey do, monkey bleed, nothing new |
If you strongly disagree, then probably the monkey is you |
And all you niggas do is take shots at me, but what it proves to me is really |
you are not happy |
I don’t wanna leave, but I can’t just rush |
I don’t wanna leave, but they say I must |
I don’t wanna be in the box they put me in, put me in slight disgust |