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The DarC Side Is The Future.
A Mixture of cut-throat and thunderous vocals bringing a new look and sound to the game.
Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #3,577
Peak in subgenre #1,789
Author
DarC Side
Rights
DarC Side
Uploaded
March 07, 2005
Track Files
MP3
MP3 2.3 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Lyrics
its tha grave yard shift, late night shit
walk in the dark wit my gun on my hip
father to a daughter and the son of a bitch
born in the fire, check the burns on my lips
got a fucked up attitude, its the nightmare
i get a thrill swingin baseball bats at you
let me throw the facts at you, im a gangstaaa
in my lifetime, you've seen me shank mad bloods
i have no morals, you see my heart died
why you think im in a crew called the darc side
let the sparks fly, i love fireworks
fill the streets wit some heat like fresh tire burns
thats when i emerge, wit the cut throat
inhale the weed, then blow out some gun smoke
this is DC nigga, lukec reppin
just to hop in the cypher you need weapons
plus wit ob, you got star wars
light sabre mics, swing, might take ya life
fight day or night, nigga try takin flight
im'a punch you in your heart till you make it right
say goodnight, every day i blaze the mic
n fill ya thoughts wit a 100,000 megabits
rape ya wife and hang you on the stake like christ
call reporters and make sure they tape it live
its that head bop shit
its the dead knockin, dont answer, tha glocks locked in
stop talkin, kno you're there,duck i jus cocked it
ive lost it, serial minds got ma head held hostage
its that darcside psycho, spit tha horrorcore
as the mic engulfs like spark flicker nitro
in ya back seat wit the knife hold
have the blood red from under ya car like night glow
i aint a gamblin man, the bets is all off
shoved onto the tracks, wit no time to let you crawl off
(all off) suicide, police aint tracin it back
an if ya man speaks pray he got a face in his back
its that seance rap, we be speakin wit the dead ones
cross all paths, you'll be meetin wit them dead ones
spark ashes, get put to sleep in dark fashions
spit fuel an leave you in ya charred matress
the wrong actions, leak through the wrong minds
deceased as the song dies, be seakin the darcside
its all lies, dont believe when they stump us
we livin proof that higher beings live amongst us
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