This has nothing really to do with Disturbed but the moral of this experience has to do with rock in general. A couple days ago me and two friends were walking down to our school and i said something and these two punk ass wiggers thought i was talking about them. My friends and I walked another block and the punk asses with 3 friends pulled uup in a car. one of them pulled out what appeared to be a 9mm they said stuff like "you talkin shit to my friends u makin fun of them cause the way the look(I was they were trying to look like "gangstas")you look like some goth motherfuckers walkin around(we did we were in all black i had a disturbed shirt, Chris had a Slipknot shirt and Sam was in a fender shirt)I talked our way out of it (I did NOT apologize like a little bitch) the moral of the story is that rap makes punk ass posers who I make fun of then they turn around and put "a cap in my ass" listen to metal kids listen turn off the Tpain and get down with the sickness.