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

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

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

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

And that's mo' time under the belt, you felt I had
And I shouldn't have even done it, that's 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 still to get the man, first catch up with the man
Then we gon' see made of
If your shit ain't Kool-Aid, what you afraid of?

The monster under the bed, fill ya with four slugs to the
Or ya mother missin' for a month, found dead
Worms comin' from places you ya dick in
Maggots got the bitch covered and the smells

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

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

On this real, why a nigga stay writin'
'Cuz kid this shit is real, what you think we play
You must of saw som'thin' funny or never saw som'thin'
Or you don't know, I'll bring it to your door I'm cruddy

puddy, when 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 know you do get killed for

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

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

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

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