| Song | Disarray |
| Artist | theDeadtruth |
| Album | Vol. 1 International Album |
| 作词 : Studio Records | |
| 作曲 : Studio Records | |
| Never giving a reason to think what’s absolute | |
| Time is frozen I’m wondering what’s the agenda in God’s view | |
| The pastor’s pew Death to the abysmal Never thinking I’m one of them | |
| Shear luck to breathe another day I don’t question fate’s intent | |
| Life is taken fast from the innocent | |
| Like a chain reaction I see people’s code of ethics break under little stress | |
| Yet my vision is not up to par give me years to perfect the skill | |
| So there’s little judgement My conviction is based on guess | |
| I speak my heart’s intent Don’t question what I put together with my words these writtens | |
| My convictions framed in guilt | |
| That’s my standard—strictly revolutionary | |
| Like a guillotine on French aristocracy I mean monarchy | |
| My rhymes focused like a monocle on fallacy like war on oil spills | |
| That’s dissolute constitute on the rhymes absolute I spit my writtens by volume | |
| Not full value only when I’m drinking and I only settle with that absolute | |
| That’s that dab for you | |
| I’m done with that talk | |
| Them cogs in the wheel the spokes in the wheel | |
| That’s lackadaisical | |
| I stay posted, but not too caddy | |
| That’s not my status Mystikal | |
| You see I’m on the mic poetically deviant | |
| No need to be political prejudices stay lenient | |
| I write too different | |
| Let me be clear with my rhymes | |
| Pen and paper Newsworthy headlines | |
| I’m delivering No this isn’t deliverance | |
| I stay with these writtens like theyre a sabbatical | |
| I’m not a jew but these rhymes coming off the press west coast mechanical | |
| Flow so left Swag surfing radical | |
| Can’t touch Bob Marley eyes bloodshot wishbone mandible | |
| Spitting off the dome jawbone mandible and when I get in that cypher | |
| Crossfire friendly fire that music scene gets dire | |
| That’s dissolute constitute on the rhymes absolute I spit my writtens by volume | |
| Not full value only when I’m drinking and I only settle with that absolute |
| zuò cí : Studio Records | |
| zuò qǔ : Studio Records | |
| Never giving a reason to think what' s absolute | |
| Time is frozen I' m wondering what' s the agenda in God' s view | |
| The pastor' s pew Death to the abysmal Never thinking I' m one of them | |
| Shear luck to breathe another day I don' t question fate' s intent | |
| Life is taken fast from the innocent | |
| Like a chain reaction I see people' s code of ethics break under little stress | |
| Yet my vision is not up to par give me years to perfect the skill | |
| So there' s little judgement My conviction is based on guess | |
| I speak my heart' s intent Don' t question what I put together with my words these writtens | |
| My convictions framed in guilt | |
| That' s my standard strictly revolutionary | |
| Like a guillotine on French aristocracy I mean monarchy | |
| My rhymes focused like a monocle on fallacy like war on oil spills | |
| That' s dissolute constitute on the rhymes absolute I spit my writtens by volume | |
| Not full value only when I' m drinking and I only settle with that absolute | |
| That' s that dab for you | |
| I' m done with that talk | |
| Them cogs in the wheel the spokes in the wheel | |
| That' s lackadaisical | |
| I stay posted, but not too caddy | |
| That' s not my status Mystikal | |
| You see I' m on the mic poetically deviant | |
| No need to be political prejudices stay lenient | |
| I write too different | |
| Let me be clear with my rhymes | |
| Pen and paper Newsworthy headlines | |
| I' m delivering No this isn' t deliverance | |
| I stay with these writtens like theyre a sabbatical | |
| I' m not a jew but these rhymes coming off the press west coast mechanical | |
| Flow so left Swag surfing radical | |
| Can' t touch Bob Marley eyes bloodshot wishbone mandible | |
| Spitting off the dome jawbone mandible and when I get in that cypher | |
| Crossfire friendly fire that music scene gets dire | |
| That' s dissolute constitute on the rhymes absolute I spit my writtens by volume | |
| Not full value only when I' m drinking and I only settle with that absolute |