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And now, the tale the Darkside
I got to remind y'all niggas what the is all about
It's about this, anywhere from and up
Straight, you feel me? fifty

Aiyyo, I gots to the beat so I can eat, aight?
If I can't live, you live, ain't nothin' sweet
Bitch ass think it's all about Versace
A week them niggas talkin' about, Yo, X got me

I he was my man but he act like he ain't know me
I he had the joint but I didn't wanna make him show me
That nigga be buggin', stickin' up and random
Doin' his dirt and disappearin' like the

Niggas stand him but ask me if I care
'Cuz what I used to give a fuck about just ain't
And ain't nothin' fair, I this for a long time
That's why with every crime comes anotha strong rhyme

And that's mo' time under the belt, you what I had
And I have even done it, that's what made this shit sad
I'm doin' bad but if I gots to feel it, you to feel it
And if a nigga can't afford it, I gots to it

And that's how real it gets when this hits the fan
You tryin' to get the man, first catch up with the man
we gon' see what'chu made of
If your shit ain't pumpin' Kool-Aid, what you of?

The monster under the bed, fill ya four slugs to the head
Or ya babies' mother for a month, found dead
comin' from places you stuck ya dick in
Maggots got the bitch covered and the sick'nin'

Plastic don't hide the smell for too long, I do
And so I don't have nightmares I about it, move on
Keep gettin' my groove on 'cuz that shit could fuck
Keep dwellin' on it and it's get stuck with you

Niggas try their luck with you they smell ass
And money, if you pussy, I'm gonna be able to fast
Some cop I'm about to smack across the face in robbery
I'm on a robbin' spree and ain't no me

On this real, that's why a nigga writin'
'Cuz kid this shit is real, what you we play fightin'?
You must of saw som'thin' funny or saw som'thin' bloody
Or you don't know, I'll bring it to your door I'm cruddy

Like puddy, I hold you niggas, I mold you niggas
I done told you that I been owed you niggas
For that shit you did that you wasn't for
Shit, I guess you didn't know you do get for

I done filled niggas up with the clip
It's like I blew this joint down with the rip
Or that non-stop when the bomb
I'ma take it from where you at and end up on ya moms' block

From to Comstock, niggas gettin' bust wild
Cell cagers last night from out just died
Ain't no to hide, ain't no wear to run
What more can they do to a man ain't been done?

A mind is a thing to waste
if it's all over the place, your mind all over his face
How do brains taste they mixed with gun powder?
Semi to automatic makes the gun louder

I got som'thin' to fix pain when I game
'Cuz I'ma float off tracks than they sixth train
You 'bout to get flamed, from ash to ashes to
You gon' go with the dough that your was worth, motherfucker