Disturbance

Album cover art for "Disturbance" by A-F-R-O & Freddy Jones & Ace (Rap)

A-F-R-O & Freddy Jones & Ace (Rap) - Rap

Disturbance

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[Verse 1: Freddy Jones] Uh - A pen and some paper had the words to describe The challenges I face, then the struggles I survive Never stopped flinching once I saw my niggas die Lookin' like a criminal inside of people's eyes My dark skin ain't helpin', neither do the weapons Or niggas on the streets with the gangs they be reppin' All I really want is just a little recognition Spittin' flows with my niggas that be hotter than the kitchens I got my bars on like - ew Oh damn, that was terrible [Verse 2: A-F-R-O] A selection of redemption has vengeance by its forearm Your girl's pussy big enough to fit my whole arm I've shown all that I can be, I tried to be the happy one But everyone is trappin' me, insanity, I can't be one Can't compare the two or be the careful dude that only knows so much Only grows slow such, nonsense is robust My profit is none other than broke I go another highway, my way is, oh so, combusted Frustrated as none dated, appreciated I'm pleased my age is mean, and traded in darkness Apart from me being not the same personality But split into 3 realities I be draggin' with me I got dragon teeth, strong, bites into your brain Otherwise, my words that conserve you as my prey My tall entity and dark energy is here to stay My violent tendency, y'all made me this way [Verse 3: Ace] Ok, ok - You thinkin' you should poke at Ace on the mic I'll make sure that your head and neck in a trophy case Surely I'll leave you hurtin', lyrics so big and burley Got my name across your shirt, on the front like its Hurley Yo' girl flirtin' with me? Then she flirtin' with death Travel a journey or quest, with a fork in your neck You get hit with the tech, a bullet up in yo' chest You wake up in your mother's bed without a bulletproof vest Your mind spinnin' off this blindin' image I walk into the room and y'all can't handle the tension I'm from another dimension, still at home like I'm suspended Reel 'em in like I'm fishin', my intuition just keep you trippin'

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Credits

Writers
  • Freddy Jones
  • Ace (Rap)
  • A-F-R-O