1.Lucci
Gun rule. we gon' make this spicy.
It's la trapacanty right here.
You know？ and we gon' do it like this.
Yeah. darkman.
Yo, yo, watch the corleone give neck ties and puff bones
Stick arabs for the crystals like indiana jones
Witness, la, hands of stone, on this action packed odessey
Majesty, livin out the golden book prophecy
Unstoppable, iron shiek of rap speaks
Blaze a tree in the street, blue and grey benz jeep
Tazmanian, rebel, new wu tycoon
Two thousand-five lyrics, you'll catch on soon
New entrepreneur, no match to go to war
On tour, blowin smoke out the four by four
Enjoyin life, i don't know a man who live twice
Cee-lo, king, rollin dice, holdin glaciers of ice
Playin ninety-seven matten at the loft of manhatten
While i get blitzed and rich, watch him run short flicks
With a bad chick, la been raw since eighty-six
On the block, new kicks with chalk and skunk mitts
Son, i'm fortunate to still be here, shells is close
City lights, la the dark, stay conceilin the toast
Cuz thieves who decieve get loot the most
But thieves that see me are left holy as the ghost
For that lucci, it's all about that lucci
For that lucci, it's all about that
Gettin money in many ways in these lasy days
With venom written wisdom, i have to say crime pays
I'd rather die if i'm not livin fly, now y
Can't get a job with a corporate, fuck it, i'm gettin high
Suicide commited in cells, dwellers square as hell
Children can't have a chance with impairable bells
Sufferin in a jail, i only recognize a soul
Reach one with a cold force, gon' be the one that have to be
told
Behold the son of god with a scroll
Flame throwin lyrics, niggaz better stop, drop and roll
Lyrics is gold, darkman pushin up in the land
Hit a spot fot a rolex watch, two thousand grams
Now dip, cuz loose lip shorts ain't shit
But in this drug rap, i bang like the bloods and the crips
Guns and clips seen to make my state rotate
Stayin close to a hornet, drinkin, bustin that jake
Holdin my weight, now a purchase 'bout to case
When i coke 'em and drop 'em it equal cali earthquakes
I escape, baggin worth, pawn porcelain plates
Get ill like al capone after sniffin that ape
And my state from the halls of hell
Sing-sing stick a spear through your chest like an ear and an
earring
Niggaz and sneakers and over-night night crawler creapers
Cake junkies on the jones plannin a heist to get ya speakers
In that acura, same soldiers attackin ya
Desert camellion, no civilian, better know as dracula
Seven, i'm 'bout to see about a half a mil'
With twenty niggaz perfectin in kung fu skills
And fuck bitches, they only want they name on my will
And all you half-ass rappers, kid, you need to be killed
My shit is ill, the eels gave birth to my friend
I represent on all tracks like the number four train
Maintain, it's all about the cheese you gain
I get the studies, then the money and the bitches, fuck the fame
2.Shine
Uh uh, for the niggas in black vigors
Behind the wheel drinkin liquors
Everybody wanna shine
For the niggas rockin tims, fuck cars and rims
Yo, everybody wanna shine
Yo, my dimensions, possessed, lucci, bitches, cess
Lessons, computers, whips, and bulletproof vests
I can't be done, me and screwface one on one
I drink wit bums in the slums where i shoot my guns
Enforce ones, up north in the ac, throw a strap
I got niggas down south, holdin nines in cadillacs
Lettin trees blow, for niggas sniff snow inside the disco
I hold a big pistol, to crack your brain crystal
Cream like joe pisco', i fuck your bitch yo
Right through her piss hole
Long dick like a missle
Split the black dutch, while the bracelet on my wrist glow
Cough if i spit mo', sold my lex, cop the benzo
My niggas come outta sing-seng buff like lou ferrigno
The rhyme sayer, quicker ruger nine sprayer
Rich lifestyle like a young nba player
And i'm tied to the mob like that gun, called tommy
Shoot through your armani, shoot at guiliani
Shoot at illuminati, fuck everbody, it's the darkman
(understand that right there)
Chorus
For the niggas in black vigors, behind the wheel drinkin liquors
Everbody wanna shine
For the niggas is rockin tims, fuck cars and rims
Yo, everybody wanna shine
For the niggas that lock downed for bustin caps wit four pounds
Everybody wanna shine
For the niggas in lexus cruisers wit cocked back rugers
Yo, everybody wanna shine
Yo, you wanna be me
Sometimes i'm on the block, sometimes i'm on the tv
My crew's greedy, like boom boom mancini
La's song buy weedy, swahili, ？sadeeky？
Professional, hold my toast by my testicals
I used to peddle, but three times two equal the devil
Blinded by the ice, and the savage way of life
To no vale, niggas get money in small scales
Start smokin, like they don't know crack kills
A freak nigga, got turned down by a female
Didn't know he sucked death, when he just inhale
I rap life, cocaine, niggas wit no brain
Sellin crack for fifteen years wit no game
That's a damn shame, check the result of bein broke
Havin no whip, no lab, no money for smoke
He stressed out, really not knowin what life's about
Jewels, jewels, jewels, jewels
Chorus
Yo, yo, dunn i'm felt
Gun in my waist, tight belt
New york streets hot, the bottom of my wallees melt
I need wealth, puffin my lah by myself
Blessed, wit food clothes and health
And big whips, shorties say i got a big dick
My first video, i rock twenty outfits
The benz 6, got me wanna flip ten bricks
Vcr headrest watchin scarface flicks
I politic, wit ex cons, old cats, drug dons
Niggas that's known to take a arm for a arm
I move calm as a lion of juddah, black garbudda
Silent as a basehead, suckin on his hooter
Cuz cash rules, that's why i study new jewels
And keep tools, to create blood pools
For new crews, rappers, on my territory
I cock back the fifth, and make em his-tory
Remember him, the kid wit the big jesus em-blem
Threw shells from the toast, had his bones tremblin
Nigga, i'm the cat y'all be talkin about dunn
Chorus
Cuz i shine nigga, shine on nigga (what)
Straight shine nigga, nawmean, word up
The sun gon burn out (stay shinin, and stay spicy)
I'mma shine till the sun burn out
Straight up, word, the embassy, my family
The embassy, my family, yeah
3.City Lights
(talking)
Young wild niggaz livin street life on the edge
Not knowin if tomorrow they could turn up dead.
Yo fuck regular cops niggaz get scoped by the feds.
The ghetto live in bloodshed (yo), we live in bloodshed.
I know this african cat jet black, gold grill
Said we can split a half a mil if i could get his wife killed.
The feds on him, jake to pull seven on patrol.
Cops shot on the stroll by his man thats on parole.
Now he haunted, had a big screen but he pawned it.
Watchin fox, saw his face on america's most wanted.
With three seeds to feed, stressed out like bricks.
So he got a fix, roll with his crackhead click.
Stay twisted, robbin young ducks for their bucks.
One day he slipped up, caught two shells to his gut.
But he recovered
To say the first shell wasnt shit.
What you workin wit？
A rusty 22 kid？
Then he flipped quick, bust back from four-fifths.
Six fire, four hit, one crushed the pelvis.
The others went through his wrist.
How's that for accurate？
The kids scarred for life.
Equipped with a permanent limp.
He was ill when he was young, tryin to raise his son.
Everytime beef come he blast the mac one-one.
Spendin two g's on gold to impress the hoes.
Got money in milwaukee with a house on the low.
He played the 5 boros, everyday fly
Thought he couldn't die.
Bags of hydro in da 5, gettin high.
He had a rep for hijackin, extortion, kidnappin.
Shootin up clubs, airport drug trafficking.
He met his match, fuck around and rob the wrong cat.
For a hundred and eighty g's the god want his cream back.
Now it's a gun battle.
But the son ain't fessin, he grabbed his wesson.
These niggaz lookin for me i'ma shoot their ass a lesson.
Going all out, kill or be killed, whats done is done.
These niggaz not stoppin me from havin my fun.
He at the tunnel, flexin his whip, rims dipped.
Had to much cavarsia so he started to slip.
Oh shit! their go dem niggaz that i stuck
That black truck. give a fuck.
They want their cream, i'ma let my gat bust.
Let his shells fly, the god got hit twice he wounded.
The liquor started talkin didn't know what he was doin.
He crashed the whip, jumped out ran to sixth
Flagged a cab.
'yo take me to madison ave'
He did too much to live, and too much to turn back.
Lay bleedin, wonderin why it had to end like that.
Nobodys left, the world just me and myself.
In back the back of the cab, son bled to death.
It's fucked up he was a good nigga...
Young wild niggaz livin street life on the edge
Not knowin if tomorrow they could turn up dead.
Yo fuck regular cops niggaz get scoped by the feds.
The ghetto live in bloodshed (yo), we live in bloodshed.
Young wild niggaz livin street life on the edge
Not knowin if tomorrow they could turn up dead.
Yo fuck regular cops niggaz get scoped by the feds.
The ghetto live in bloodshed (yo), we live in bloodshed.
And we die in bloodshed, word up.
We born to the paradise so respect your life, word up.
Black man move on, word up.
Head strong..to the knotty one..men on lock down.
Word up.
Gun rule, the bx, bk, know what i'm sayin, shaolin.
Word up, queens niggaz, word up
4.What Thugs Do
Yeah. yeah. one. two.
Yeah. yeah. yeah. (oh)
Time for another cat get his money.
Ya'nah'mean？ let's just stroll alone.
(havin money, havin money)
Word life. (havin money)
Yo, yo, life is hard, so i dedicate to god
Mad cats sell coke, tryin not to starve
Young girls sell vagina from jersey to carolina
Saw moms do it, she learned it as a minor
In poverty, life expectancy is short
Kids rob spots, push crack or play sports
In projects, single parents homes and techs
Islam, bass-heads and welfare checks
I'm tryin to eat, pushin wide-bodied whip through the streets
My whole fleet is wolves disquised as sheep
In society, the poor in america are miserable
Untrained, starvin like the children in israel
First jewel since men spoke hebrew
Now niggaz drink brew, guzzle lucefer stew
Young e, only eleven, got a three-fifty-seven
And said he sold drugs by day cuz havin cream was heaven
What young thugs do for money
What young thugs do for money
Yo, niggaz keep eyein me, my life is like administer society
I'm old dog, many fake thugs think of tryin me
Sorry, i'm the lion in this concrete safari
My niggaz been in and out of jail since atari
The street life is the only life i know
Puff trees, v12, my medallion glow
And i'm always gotti, but cats don't know me
My peoples run the island on riker's and the coney
I keep the new fresh, planned clark's like tony
I'm married to my guns in holy matrimony
With street raps, all the bullshit, you keep that
Rhyme for my niggaz on the corner that keep gats
Since school cats, niggaz incarcerated
All praises due to allah cuz i made it
Yo, yo, yo, yo, as an adolestant, i grew up stressin
With a lust for jewelry, clothes and metal weapons
Based on the streets, life about cream and whip
Cells with the chip, big guns and big clips
A dime piece to strip and more bricks to flip
Ghetto novel, my lex shines like the apollo
La songs, philosphies is a street aristotel
It's policticians, catholics and christians
Kids who don't listen, on riker's pissin
Life, can't play cee-lo with two dice
And you go through hell just to come out right
Cuz we go through hell just to come out right
Thugs that get that money (get that money)
Don't let money change you (don't let it change you)
(no, no, no, no) thugs that get that money (ohhh)
Money, don't let money change you (don't let it change you)
(ohh, no, no, don't let money change you)
(i'm tellin you, don't let it change you)
(do you want the dollar？ got to have the money)
(uh, got to have the money)
(ain't worth the problem...)
5.Heist Of The Century
Ski masked, the first national for a half a mill'
It's real, fuck rational
Your armored truck stuck like dustheads for my collateral
Certified criminal, gun smugglin villain who be fillin clips
Fuller than cum swellin your genitals
Specialist, cat burgular, stockin cap murder
Uzi clip inserterer, you got cheese, i heard of ya
You dirty rat, manuevered through traps and torched doors
Plastic explosives, bags of c-4
Yo, flash a cannon, deliver these clowns an understandin
That cash rules, don't nuttin move kid, five-hundred grand an'
The raw son, makin assault when armor wait till the gold lock
Fuck the wreck, fumbled up the wrong time
Yo, i clip the phone lines, cut the alarm, the pipe bomb
Detonation, seven minutes the first task, we in it
Lace the tear gas, put on your mask, load the bags
Check the roof for the jake, i'ma climb the gate last
Scan the internet, copy the floppy shut the drive off
'cinerate the whole data bank before we slide off
Time check： twenty-four hundred and still wastin
The minutes keep racin, let's blow this foundation
Keep patient, i got the whole dole administration
On cd-rom, smugglin firearms
And the date to attempt assassinate farrakhan
From his middle east trips and buildin wit sadaam
Yo hold the laptop
Chorus： killa sin and la the darkman (repeat 2x)
Yo it's the heist of the century kid we execute right
We goin down in history, get the loot and live life
How it's meant to be
A stolen legacy, live egyptian mystery
(word up)
We on the way out (stolen legacy), the future laid out
Our brain scramblin, arnez break a cold sweat but never panickin
Shooken up, two officers lookin up, we spot em
Pull the heat out, and have both they asses red-dotted
Don't move, we got the bank money not yours
Think of your kids and calmly lay on the floor
Put your hands high, dunn get they guns
Then break em, slap one wit the barrel
Make em bleed then tape em
It's like a minute and ten left, we playin wit death
And i can hear the bomb tick
Sweat drip on the back my palm grip
Final mission, completed all bank funds depleted
Hit the turnpike, bounce to the stash, let's split it even
Yo, the blueprint went excellent, wisdom gods seconds for the
dynamite
On the next flight before daylight
Exit through the back entrance, jump the fence
Then slide in the rover wit the triple black tints
We hit the government
Word up dunn, we hit the government, knahmsayin？
6.Fifth Disciple
(triple darkness, fifth disciple, la the darkman)
Yo, yo, it's surprising, how i throw lines like joe theisman
Franchisin, then pause for the rap heismann
My enterprisement, constantly watch cash
In the suana wit rich birds, fly as stacey dash
Understood, i'm young and good like tiger woods
When i let my tech spit, niggas be chestless
So respect this, dark quotes surrounded by smoke
I'm ill-hole, like thirty-nine devils in that coat
I got juice, the new york city black je-sus
Lay back, let the leaf burn as my fifth burn
Yo, the scar on my waist is similar to scarface
Coke dealin niggas tryin to keep each others pace
For the taste of the benzes, bitches, fly pictures
Is a daydream, wit chances like a slot machine
I talk real life, the la brings the evening news
Cuz all god children need travelling shoes
Catch the jewel
7.Now Y
Yeah. yeah. yo. yo.
Yo. trapacanti. yo.
When i walk these streets, like bamboo, i'm strapped
Get your brain tapped by fourty-four caliber gats
It ain't like that, cats gotta learn to relax
If i let the gun clap, you have no wish, you're on your ass
If you see at cat without his vest hangin by his neck
Then la done it, i'm tryin to see this benz six-hundred
With a fly bitch, a gat and cognac gettin blunted
Readin the tablet of my money from the kids that i fronted
You don't want it, shootin slugs outta an armored green lex
＞from four pounds that fuck you up like a plane wreck
Don't gamble with a tech, car is quicker than the eye
My style, top secret like a bosnian spy
Now y, new york have you laced in chalk
The south bronx, what you thought when we let are guns talk？
It's bloodsport, the darkman call it like he sees
Been in buildings, doin eighty in a black m3
Medallion swingin a linx, costin bount ten g's
N.y.c., where killas bust cops at me
New york ain't fuckin playas, we live gun sprayers
Movin crack frm the streets of manhatt' to the himalayans
Amadeus, why these cali craps tryin to front？
Ass gotta cut ropes, tryin to bungee jump
Tight cunt, all white planes roll, we night creepers
In bubble coats, eight hundred beapers, force one sneakers
I stay fly, holdin it down for my block
What up ock？ you could get a four-four shot
And don't think it can't happen cuz you on the t.v. rappin
I sneakin from b.x., b.k. and the staten
Manhatten and queens jookin kids for rings
New york, new york, the big city of dreams
Some rap legends were put in jail, you thought we failed
Now i'm back like ll, when he was rockin the bells
Takin rap back to the days of foodstamps and tramps
Pit stains in the stair case and vise-grip clamps
Kid, i'm amped, cats try to diss the originators
In land cruisers, on timbs, subways and elevators
Holdin steel, you frontin niggaz better get real
I'm gettin money, blow my nose with a hundred dollar bill
How you feel？ and fuck where you at, it's where you from
To that cats, that's eighty-five： blind, deaf and dumb
Run and get your gun, i come in the name of allah
To my people, the inglewood family swine, power refined
You can't see, we runnin outta time
If the east and west kill eachother, who gon' shine？
We losin our mind, the rap shit is turnin into crime
Nowadays soft niggaz bust techs and nines
So, what？
8.Spring Water
Yo. yo. yo. yeah, no doubt. no doubt.
That's my... 1997. that's my word.
That's my... that's my word.
That's my... that's my word.
Yo, yo, yo, up in the hilton, buildin, playin outfieldin
The black 90210 cat was chillin
Then spottin this, somethin like fabulous with ice on
Fly night's on, fitted up with fly tights on
Starin at me, approach a god, represent right
Peep this, james bond, bm look tight
Delightly, that i could see shorty liked me
Day plannin, jump up, watch the landin
Stay cool, fannin, polly, eatin salmon
At the grill, reminise over who got killed
And if they were here today, pa, how would they feel？
Sun shinin, jet past the block, cats rhymin
See king gunner, he gained cream this summer
Rolled up a dacari, blessed my man
Marvelous, wally rocker, lex, 450 land
Yo, the barbeque's bangin and my sons look charged up
What up？ fresh cuts buildin when we rest up
Team is righteous, fresh cologne on, probably roll on
Some next club, no slag, throw my gold on
Info, like a hotel, phat, she got stacks
She's a big girl, cover girl laced, wig curl
Goin through the struggles of life is trife
Get your things right, maybe one day you'll be rich wife
Yo, picture good days, young, no bills to pay
I can't 'til i grown, that's what all kids say
Came a long way, cashin checks, duplex
To lampin on planes, rockin 5 g chains
Well known, just bought moms a new home
Check shorty on the swing, playin the cellphone
Lookin lovely, green sundress, no stress
Nails look fresh, painted to impress
It's only love
Yo, yo, son, that's my word
Start some thesis, exiled, long releases
Though we got family there with little nieces
Six a crash with king nike air, yo
Rockin them new wu glasses, lace my lab, kid
Magazinin', swim, watch, long dreamin
Peace, i'm out, golden globe rapper low-keyin
Yo, cuban linkin, lampin at the park here drinkin
Watch the seeds play here free, mind thinkin
Birthdays, presents, learnin, readin lessons
Nine god year, livin in impressions
Splashin, la medallion flashin
(son, talk your jewels 'fore you jump in the pool)
Aight, du', i stay blacked out by the leaf
Cuz i eat to live, not live to eat
Sayin peace, nah'i'm'sayin？
9.4 Souls
Intro：
This is how we goin' do
We goin' do this right
Word, word is bond
Know what i'm sayin'
This is la wid the track
Know what i'm sayin
You know how we do
Word up, yo
Let dark pass no stunting
＞from the real
Better get your 4 pound god
Let's proceed
Yo, what yo, yo
Verse 1： la
I run up on rap like boo smith on a hatchback
Put my patch down cause a head crack
I'm trapped, in a hole filled with guns and drugs
Three-headers, nothing better 5% and thugs
Style tight like o.j. gloves
Niggas state to state take a bug
'cause i burn rich niggaz who will hide slugs
It's the coke that got me caught,
In this dead train of thought
We stepped the coroner theft law from the bronx new york
Holding a pitchfork for cream
Eyes on high beam, 13
Cooking up coke, selling as dope fiends
Now realise my anger as i craft my chamber
With no parental vision made a fucking head-banger
Who's in change a, you dis this judge you get finished
Disrespect darkman you get slapped with a guiness
Kid spin it, baby mc's i'm just choking 'em
My shit hits the town like 300 pounds of opium
What, turbulence which is your first defence
Scripts stay scrapped to kill an action-packed defence
Cocoa plants, i payed the cost in a loft
Now lyrically candy topping niggas and buttered soft
As the holocaust
Verse 2： shotti
Prepare for the killin' shield
Sight you lose to nightmares
Stan man and my desert ？？？
Then i slip to the us, and then,
The battle thought you had me screw-finched hologrammed
You can stick it to death
Talk means you scot
Einstein dangerous mind
2 heads and 4 eyes
This man x,
I'm known when i'm off my shift
Scarf on my waist pull then i'll scorch your face
I'm like a copy-cat killer
Born for strangling niggas
Then pull figures
Receive and rob the spot like dillinger
Settle cap like ？？？
I'm saber-toothed coming at you
Forfeit the minds can't win wit' no .22
Get nuke and henny rock 80 proof
In the hood, never sipping while i'm drinking my jewel
Dance to my ritual, lower you into my seance
Bitch wearing avon
Missing me ？on the rap song？
I'll buck, you frontin' wit out that gk bubbly stuff
Gang games for schools that's why your whole shit gets laced up
With the mic as my staff
I inscribe my witchcraft with full blast
Buddah cut, shot these screw cats
Verse 3： la
When i'm lifted
Rip shit up kid quick i'm busted
On any demon puffing hizo can't be trusted
Lustic lyrical blunts be like mud
Darkman the king, lampin' on my throne of blood
Lynch men, verbal henchmen, kickin' your door in
Blastin', rip, flippin' your shit, rippin' your organs
Triple darkness, lies trap a constant rip juggler
Snake eyes dedicated undercover smuggler
As i cut you
I slice your brain right without the mic
Vivid literature pictures shine like four nine lights
Time in space, grab your head-bands, suffocate
Call me chester so i had to let
Them rappers i wake on fuck 'em break
I hold crack like your ass
Lick shots from the techs then jet through the wet grass
Bubble worth like a bass,
Darkman instancy, sniff canibus living
Part in the caribbean sea
Through your history the dark scenes will make you ears beam
Talking 'bout hitting rap then sit back and hit your weed
La can walk through walls stand straight up in fire
Look at your eyes look at my eyes pussy
And tell me who's higher
Darkman empire guard you now like a gun
Loading wid nine rich niggas and i'm bound to be the tenth one
Verse 4： shotti
Read my jungle
Got the far eye see shot predator
Detonator blowin' up city blocks
Wid' a large watts
About six clocks
That's high potent killers on each corner
Wid guns ready for smoking
Six sense indian head hancho
Yo my peso got royals that screw castro
Operation statement my technique will be an experiment
For my alliance i catch skins of ten lions
What you trying tasting this sawed off iron
Adjustable punk fashion came out your whole batch
My plan to wrap this town like saran
All i need is guns and a few good men
Shotti, stay like scarface wid a key to shoot somebody
Come get me, my fingers dipsy,
Who's coming whippy, i'm a yippy
First enemy who's stealin' filthy
Size 'em up break 'em down i'm guilty
My sons is wit' me
Shot like 150 watts and fistful like kung-fu plots
Wid my sing-sing shot
You form something that can't be stopped
Got a glock the fuck up your snot box wid a shot
What!
Outro：
Sing-sing
Knaw what i mean
La the darkman
Shot these fool faced keep your boots laced
Many many fakes and gun rules
M-a-d, wealthy
Killa bees
10.Street Life
＊chorus＊ tekitha
Street life, is the only life i know
Street life, where we got no place to go
Street life, where the struggle won't let you be
Street life, where the drugs and thugs meet
Verse 1：
Yo, i bust shots out glocks wid kids that push rocks
Hol' glocks run in spots wid g's like fort knox
Rhyme excellent kill 'em wid intelligence
Get money like embezzlement, worrying as the president
La the dark coming, inheriting nature, islamic
Stay loyal to my clan like elijah mohammed
That's a promise, creating them secrets be like amazing
Everytime i touch the track i swing my axe and stake it
Speed racing through life world class
La let the tech splash
My lyrics hard as brass
Show 'em all-star, check me in the source y'all
'98 ford car purchased near fort bar
Damn i'm aways sharp man, accurate, sharp-shooter, marksman
Running through new york air painted like al sharpton
And sing, my guns be black and shallow ringed
Computerised thugs dropping checks in the bank
And then....
Chorus
Verse 2：
Yo, yo, yo
You on my dick
My life is like a james bond flick
Mad bitches, mad bullets but i never get hit
Yo, from herpes to trees, tv's and mtv's
Niggas in jail for life the strongest hurt to leave
＞from bloods at night in kings, to bounce back to queens
Drugs and dope fiends scream over the limosine
Pop the 2 fort kings sucking dick on porno screens
Vaginas some clean wid terrible hygiene
To survive on my block g is devils at halloween
The young son got guns wid 50 shot magasine
And digital web beams
Getting drunk off gasoline
Robbing niggas marked, die for this cane in this dream
In this.....
Chorus
Verse 3：
Yo,yo,yo
I'm unstoppable
Rainbow garment stay tropical
Jewels stay rockable
Crystal clear optical
My niggas got bodies
Get watched like john gotti in a mansion
Wid a monk learning wu-tang karate
It's unfortunate niggas can't afford this
My 20 blew chords here
I hate eating sword fish
Surrounded by 20 men cold-blooded at the amphibian
In the benz puffing tree shit from the caribbean
And sparking it....
Chorus
11.Love
(if you can, you walk out that door)
Yeah,
It's like a cycle
Word up,
You know women dunn？
Can't live with 'em
Can't live without 'em
Uhh,
But one thing they have to understand
That knowledge is first
Word up, you know
Love...
Verse 1： la the darkman (mala campbell)
We started off back in high school my new boo
She stunted at first but i seen right through
Her whole chemistry so i behaved rather friendly
Apply rudeboy and she seen the truth in me
She was a natural beautiful standing white teeth
Her sandals displayed her feet
I like her technique she wasn't in the street until it's time
Pure personality which labelled her a dime
She had a virgin mind
Style wid good conversation
Knew the important virtue of patience
Stay wonderful respectable middle class queen
But i ran the street been indulged with other things
Time passed our relationship elevated
She wrote my man letters while he was incarcerated
I remember we thought she was pregnant one time
I stayed by her side and she wouldn't let me rhyme
It was love at first touch for me and this miss
She only complained about the time that i spent
In her hand i told her love understand as a man
I gotta live out my plan providing for my family is a must
And all i ask from my woman is love and trust
My life is difficult being a business man artist
I might be outta state but i think of you regardless
I'm bogged, i look into your eyes and get hard
I'll make you my planet and i'll be the god
Don't make me choose between you and my career
Gotta take this opportunity love while it's here
I care, completion is man woman and child
My people bass tips just to make me smile
I know every woman's dream is to have a ring
A strong man to hold and the finer things
Cause you can cook and clean keep the power-u tight
Be a wifey i'm coming home on the next flight
But if you can't respect my laws and be what i need
The god have to leave cause life will proceed
I feel love
(you walk out that door)
Word up
(if you can walk out that door)
To all the boos out there love
You know
(i gave you all i had and all i have is love)
(when you're in love, when you're in love)
(i gave you all i had and all i have is love)
(when you're in love, when you're in love)
(when you're in love, ohoh)
(i gave you all i had)
(i gave you all i had)
(if you can, you walk out that door)
Repeat till end
12.Figaro Chain
(hit em off)
We deal wit lucci, knowledge, bitches that go to college
Niggas bubblin bricks, that see twenty million dollars
I move wise, chinese secret enterprise
Black spies givin niggas darkman neck ties, so civilize
What up nigga, havoc, yea that grimy bastid
Get outlasted, you on some pretty rap shit
Fuckin wit thugs, violate this, one in the mug
Show no love, four-pounders was holdin us, that's a must
Straight up and down, in gats we trust
Think you bust, touch the stainless steel gats that never rust
It's the lust, to get me vexed, don't take much
You get blitzed on, shitted on, tnt rush
Through the door, knocked off the mothafuckin hinges
Relentless, runnin through your hood right off the hit list
Yo yo, between the gods and the goddesses, devils and demons
I'm weed steamin, gold 32 karat tech gleamin
Cream feenin, like casino, trapicante gambino
Rollin strapped on a bike, new jack sit, like g and nino
Shit is real dunn, me and hav rap for guns
You just a son, you be hung by the skin on your tongue
P.r.'s on the run, change my name, identity
Got a dynasty of clanmen wit cheese like the kennedy's
Non-friendly, see me in brazil sippin henny
Check my pinky ring medallion, it's a form gold penny
I'm drug, put my foot in my victims in cold blood
Life is cheap for you thugs when you give the dirt a hug
You move slow, direct effect of sniffin snow
La's song, home alone smokin wit a red bone
That get's messy, darkman blow spots like joe pesci
In bars, wit twenty yards, 'get out of jail free' cards
You can't fuck wit this monopoly, knocker, dumb ？boka？
Dreaded one, straight vodka, best selling crime shocker
Tellin street stories, famous in the ghetto, knife glory
Takin lives, cuz the rza shouldn't of let me out the hive
La the darkman
Chorus 2x
Word up, civilize, knawi'msayin, la the darkman
Mobb deep, get sniped in your sleep, word up, word up
Triple darkness
13.Polluted Wisdom
Yo,yo
Trapacane, word up
Here to speak about yo,
Polluted wisdom
Yeah, 2nd chamber, to all the boos
Polluted wisdom, 2nd chamber, yo
Verse 1：
I knew this chick named gina drove a royal blue beamer
Holdin' 2 chrome ninas fucking baby like nadina
Wore corn braids, i used to hit it back in the days
Now she a coke slayer italian niggas gettin her pay
But that's her heritage, she stayed sniffed up, no sorrow
Clean her toes for today gave a fuck about tomorrow
But she robbed 50 gs flat from a sharp
Now they trying to make the chick history like noah's ark
She blew the cheddar, she live on the low where it's better
Copped the condo, some jewels, and a '97 jetta
Now she know she big will but wrong she silly sally
Think she handling army cause her body out in cali
Terribly mistaken strung on yeh the hits creation
Tryin to fly down south with the cream from the jamaicans
It's a woman hunt been on for 'bout 3 months
When they catch her some say they pouring gas in her cunt
Torch it like a blunt and sparked on the god born day
She wanna be a queen but went about all the wrong way
She still hangin in bars, being diana ross
Friday and saturday jumping back and forth in niggas cars
Now i fill wid king at the bar guzzling gin
Thinking he the man cause he gotta 500 benz
He like it raw when he touch skin gina just a friend
Not knowing the type of lifestyle shorty was in
From shaolin..
Word up, think again
Know what i'm sayin？, word
To all the wisdom, living a fast life
Yeah, you rather see the light
Park 'n brake know what i'm sayin？
Word up, reality, word up
Yo
Verse 2：
Risen by grief she live in a plot wid a knot
Been in the block wid ten crisp gs in her pock
She ain't startin it, joint off safety, three clips
Peep the rear-view some dreads pulled back her whips
So she mercked off they mercked to and drama again
Just bought a first-class ticket going to michigan
She tried to come out alive grabbed the joint then sat aside
Thinking if she shoot first then her life can't be denied
Started blazing shorty was no joke she blinked
Using rapid fire the dreads trying to hit her gas tank
Testing uzi ooh op the next man block hot
Through the action four by-standers was shot
But it continued, shorty hittin ninety, scraped the benz
Still scaring begging allah for her sins
Wid no friends she had to handle beef on the dolo
3 shells came through the window one went through her polo
Now she swerving needing a doctor like jay ervin
2 other chickens that knew her severe lesson they was learning
Sipping burbon she reloaded seeing her life being demoted
Catch a flashback remember shit scarface quoted
Still lickin of shell, feeling the fire of hell
Moved in mad blood trying to make it back to the hotel
Dread licked off a pack she had no chance to react
Firing emptying clips from fifty shot caps
2 more caught her in her back the others made the tire flat
The car flipped 13 times dunn and dead was that
Dead was that, word up black
Yeah, yo, for all the women
Watch what you do and who you screw
Yeah, be a queen and not a money fiend
Knaw what i mean, word up
Protect yourslef la the darkman
Rzarector
14.Gun Rule
Yo, yo, yo
Once, once again
Know what i'm saying？
Chorus：
Darkman stay on the street with a tool
For these devil worshippers wit' gats and these ignorant fools
Find yourself in the hustle rocking free mint shoes
Middle week, michigan brand rap and gun rule
Verse 1：
Me and my man contemplating on these future operations
For night clubs two four shit packed like cases
I'm nineteen paid young can only get better
Got cheese in the war trying to be enormous cheddar
Fuck a fugees sweater stay wu-wear fly polo
Pepe jeans new boots kid labelled in solo
Rolled my dolo, killed from the east
Me and reef left them twenty hour stole four bricks 100 g's
Twenty-five a piece straight in they mind that's what it's like
Peace to my man ted who got hit on new jersey's turnpike
I send a kite, wit a hundred in your money order
Hol' it down in your cage see you back at headquarters
Everything is fine la blow spots like landmines
Do the knowledge as i kick seven deadly signs
＞from the glock that'll make city streets boom dock
The industry is calling me like cookie wit' rocks
And i can't stop, cocoa plants grow in large crops
Darkman east coast hip hop pad lock
I'm determined to kill the mic like jews and germans
Shoot a shell through your chest and leave your rib-cage burnin'
While you smiling i got forty-five to life on rapper's island
49507 what you dialling, fight faster pushing up deluxe
dutchmaster
Enter my potential of script it might flash you,
Wit impact, of a two hundred pound wind,
See you chased by wu-wolves wit' no way to escape
Do it from the mouth, crush bones cause this is my house
And i'm prejudice give mark clayman like whiteys down south
Chorus
Verse 2：
Aiyyo, i'm hungry like 3 lions starving in a crack house
Wid guns galore taking jakes to war
Don't challenge the score from here to van couver
I stand wit' this lex luger stashed in the couger
Going through you like needles from phd's
On any demon, drunken wit' 41 thieves,
Crack fiends drug dealers and killers run the block
3 thieves wid' binoculars surveillance to drop
A credit dot little nookie got hit wid' a shot
＞from a 4-4 calibre government glock in front of the shop
Equivalent to gun galleries i better keep the eye locked
Show and prove i'm doing gs trying to teach these 100 gs
If i hol' nines i freaked it,
To getting all this money is a ancient chinese secret
The liquid, la can sit down like a precint
I'm flippin' on you mcs for no fucking reason
Chorus
Yeah, you know what time it is
Gun rules, you know what i'm sayin'？
Yo, word up, yo, yo
Verse 3：
I spent about 20 gs on weed as i proceed
To grow up fill my weight 100 gs
Stacking loot, known to kept blood on my boots
Trapacane burning blazing outta fifth hundred coupes
So what you stupe？, i freezin' ya blind to sub-zero
And kept all devil killers like robert shapiro
The la brings action packed heat like de niro
I'm ancient in this rap shit king like a pharoah
A terror, terminatin' false niggas style
Kill a man, his woman, mc and his child
Shit is wild i hold niggas hostage like riker's isle
Gotta deceptive, murderous money gettin' smile
I'm the judge while you on trial supreme, killa bee
A serpent la can bite the whole industry
..motherfucker
Darkman stay on the streets wit' a tool
For these devil worshipping gat slingers and ignorant fools
Find yourself in the hustle rocking free mint shoes
Middle week, michigan brand rap and gun rule
Gun rule, gun rule
Chorus
Triple darkness
Sing-sing
15.Element Of Surprise
Bear witness to the god, young thugs don't live long
Life is a game of chess ( you play the pawn), knowledge i born
Walk a righteous path, you can never go wrong
Yo east new york gon ？skin connectin me？, this kid live next to
me
Manifests ecstacy, to specialize in treachery
Subliminal, wanted to be nuttin, but a criminal
Wit braids, and doo-loo dropped out the eight grade
Tradin rocks, mad obsessed wit guns, was infected
Should of came amongst gods, could of been resurrected
He expected to live long, holdin the glock
Never opened up his lessons, never took us alive
Robbed a liquor store, the old man knew him since four
Still slapped him wit the toast, and son emptied the cash drawer
Watchin news flicks, what the kid did, gettin famous
Found the owner in the back of the store, left brainless
The stainless was found, in the sewer three blocks down
The de's flashed his picture around the polo grounds
Kicked his grandmother door down, wit a search warrant
Hand cuffed him in his boxers, tipped off by an informer
He was sentenced to thirty-two, quite quality
Allah rules, he should of listened to his jewels
Chorus 2x
Young thugs don't live long
Life is a game of chess, and you playin a pawn
I be king, listen to the knowledge i born
Walk a righteous path, and you can never go wrong (word up)
This be the dance of the drunken, niggas found slunken
Over the stand room and one to his head black
All those he drove his next destination of home
Suddenly sniped from civilization
Reality starts to set in, his last thoughts
Flashin back to where it all begun
A shorty who slum for a militant soldier
Who made his bones by holdin down the corner
Never turned snitch even though he was pinched by the feds
He held his weight and did a bid
A two to six, as he sinned from his cell wit a vengence
He held in his heart like a icepick
Physically, he's cut the fuck up
Tryin to maintain but his head is fucked up
To learn, the word on the streets confirmed
Of the sickness, murderin a family member that turn
Informant, he shot this enormous in silence
Who broke it, this lead to bloodshed and violence
This chick iris out in queens had a cocaine lexus
Dime sexes, she rock a leather g necklace
Building reckless, queen kingpin deathwish
Hit women that'll fuck you and return them ya essence
This evil widow, she pulled a fo'-fo' out the pillow
Wit a silencer, la costra nostra cats, they admired her
They hide a force sting to hit the north region king of teamster
Head c.e.o. of, a major ring but one thing
Lead to another, a leaf, new recover
She got side-swiped, tied up, he buck fifty cutter
He shot her both knees then, dumper her in the gutter
It was gorry, the top nigga tortured her for glory
But, he let her live so she could about this story
16.Az The World Turnz(Album Version)
Word up. la the dark' and chef.
(true. let's get it right.)
Aiyyo. fourth.
(let's get it right like white.)
Burning that ass. sniff it up.
(you know how we go, kid.)
Like a hound on dope.
(yeah. yeah.)
Word. word life. la the dark'.
Big up to my many buck-buck.
Don't sweat that.
(what up, son.)
It's all good.
(check it. check it.)
Yo, yo, yo, yo
Aiyyo la, whats up son
Aiyyo, you read the papers
2 columbian niggaz hit these funny niggaz
A heavy routine, chevy, yukon green
Had crazy coke up in that piece by all means
The kids was mad flonting, rae', it had to go down
Killers be coming for your neck, when you wearing a crown
4-5's and ak's, kids ready to spray
The cats got nine lives from around my way
Timb boots and dough galore, two techs by the door
So, when the po-po come, i can take them to war
Same subject, techs and royalty checks
Plus marketing the drugs, equal mad respect
I gotta get mine, blast mad nines on a regular
Fake competitor or player, i mean this maker
Who's the rap mayor, its me, i be the slayer
The dark's in the realm, you contemplate your prayers
Meteorite or clips hitting in the 9-5th
All you yapping mc's, like pancakes you get flipped
I got a thirty shot clip at the grip of the hip
I'm a mad av. warrior, young tale from the crypt, kid
As the world goes round yo the same is the same
(same junkies on the corners shooting shit in their vein)
Whats the deal, black man must rise up to the top
(representing darkman with this real hip hop)
And you don't stop (and you don't stop)
Yeah! (and you can't stop) and you can't stop
(word up! word drop that style)
You only live once, execute your dreams
A third real triple beam, weighed out my scheme
For the cream, my sold cracks, never could relax
Now build with wu-tang, spitting lyrical facts
Young black mad bastard from the concrete street
And never leave the land without strapping my heat
Keep peace and don't beef, word life tariff
I stole the million dollar show cuz i'm that dark thief
La, dark gold spark, ready to rip you apart
I was born with a gold shield over my heart
So, don't start none, it won't be none
I'm dominating the screen, my reign just begun
I got raw and uncut for the kids doing the biz
You can't figure my physical like a pyramid
I'm that wicked dark star, may la now ride
I switch to warp space 5 like the starship enterprise
Shy...
17.Wu-blood Kin
Chorus：ghostface
Young gods when you killed them guns you kill sons
Can't get into the pen for murder one
I rather be rich, lay back and spark that shit
Killed now son of being hit by a bullet
Verse 1： la
The garden of redemption
Half of my clan is fenced in
For being lynchmen, never listening
Like sonny listen
On riker's pisten
25 was no surprise
He shot 3 niggas left one paralysed
With bloody palms,
Them niggas tried and raped his moms
Start shooting at his chest
Shells went to his charms on saint nicks
Call that branch the weed spot kid
2 niggas dead, history, like a pyramid
He mailed the cleves to an island off the florida keys
Bent out, dunn had a 3 story penthouse
450 c on southpeak
Young fakes made the move on the new york street
Extraordinary he flipped his man to see the nigga bury
Check the sub though, heat key joe colombo
Got a kid welled out in florida on the low
Pushin' a benz-o, sips o-o and mo'
He selled his smoke out the store
Boe kicked in the door
Bran was in the back gamblin' with 2 pounds of green on the
table
My dunn escaped out with guns stable
Of course, he fucked up sniffing white whores
The german's in his laboratory with the task force
Bring it too hot we self cock the full five
First sneaky hit the back caught a shell through his eye
He screamed,
The rest of his police team
Got ripped to death like a 88 jeans
Chorus (starts at end of 2nd last line of verse1)
Verse 2： 12 o'clock
Nigga shut the fuck up and drown the keys in the pool
Keep your cool feds be knocking on the door soon
Said they heard about that cat you murdered the boom boom
You shoulda swooped on 'em stayed wake water do 'em on him
Jet skiied on 'em then flew around corner on 'em
4 o'clock in the morning i threw the ski mask on 'em
My little man's on the corner when i plant it on 'em
357 slug nosing on 'em
Some bitches that was bugging for him you know 'em
Some bitches problem still be holding
20, 25 years on 'em they growing
Now back with the shit with the twelve burner to be on it
12 o'clock is on it darkman on it
And niggas don't want it
Chorus (till fade)
18.I Want It All(Album Version)
Yeah, yeah, unh, word up
To my man ced demon, king gunner, slow joe
Word up, men at montana, lock down, you know？
Tarif, word bond, uhn, yo,
Yo, it's born god, i survive, park shit is still real
You know sex, money, drugs, death, the whole ordeal
Murderers to kill, henny demon and ill
Jump in my rocket to the moon, spark an l and just chill
I got to own stocks and bonds, kid, just because i want them
And million dollar businesses with darkman written on em
Not up front but an economical stunt
I want it all, i hope i didn't put that too blunt
Educate, moving on up like the jeffersons
Cop a lex, a jag, a land cruiser and a benz
And a mafia of friends to dispose my foes
Stand over my shoulder while i head crack a c-lo
Taking care of my peeps cause i know how it be
Mad court cases and white papers, that's all we see
＞from the roll of poverty but i always got mine
Smuggle from now y to m.i. on the mainline
Now i'm in cash field still persuing my path
Sever the mic in half to unleash my wrath
I want an abundance of girls to escape the world
Throw a party on solo, me and seventeen pearls
Puffing on mad lah, dunn, without a regard
I need thirty-three acres of dungeon growing in my backyard
Four courts in the front and bathrooms as big as kitchens
Two thousands gallon aquarium to sink my sharks in
All for one on estate, my whole crew living great
Enter the gate unannounced and you will meet your fate
I'm up carlito's way, rolling with the real
Protected to infinity in a security shield
I want it all, lex and techs and shit
I want it all, a fly wiz and crazy kids
I want it all, pelee pelee's and diamond jewels
I want it all, and my four-pound to buck them fools, aight？
I've been hungry since a youth, product of the bronx
P.j.'s and killer ways, ain't a damn thing changed
I got to snatch mine, did it for the whole world and
Eases to jesus to drink on chesterfield cuban links
Stinging stones on the medallian, i escaped the island
Don't give a fuck about you, i'm from the shaolin asylum
Which way you want it, i need condo's and hoes
Cess, best guests, vortex and black timbo's
Eight-fifty b.m., a lighting system that's dimmed
Young deniro damager, sitting above the rim
La the dark', my hustling goal is to live great
Cuz i'm a new york nigga catching money out of state
Word, born god year, you know？
It's la the darkman right here
Word up, marvelous, i keep it spicy, kid
Know what i'm saying？ for my mad av. cats
You know？ b.d.f.b., you know？
Word up, murderous
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