Tales From The Darkside

And now, the tale from the darkside...



[dmx]

Uh, i got to remind y'all niggas

What the flow is all about

Huh, its about this

Anywhere from forty-eight and up

Straight, you feel me?

Fifty fifty



Aiyyo, i gots to hear the beat so i can eat, ahight?

If i can't live, you can't live, ain't nothin sweet

Bitch ass niggas think its all about versace

A week later them niggas talkin about (yo, x got me)

I thought he was my man, but he act like he ain't know me

I knew he had the joint, but i didn't wanna make him show me

That nigga be buggin, stickin cats up and random

Doing his dirt and disappearin like the phantom

Niggas can't stand him, but ask me if i care

'cuz what i used to give a fuck about, just ain't there

And ain't nothing fair, i knew this for a long time

Thats why with ever wrong crime comes anotha strong rhyme

And thats mo' time under the belt, you felt what i had

And i shouldn't have even done it, thats what made this shit sad

I'm doin' bad, but if i gots to feel it, you gots to feel it

And if a nigga can't afford it, i gots to steal it

And that's how real it, gets, when this shit [hits the fan]

You still tryin to get the man, first catch up with the man

Then we gon' see what'choo made of

If your shit ain't pumpin kool-aid, what you afraid of?

The monster under the bed, fill ya with four slugs to the head

Or ya babies mother missin for a month, found dead

Worms comin' from places you stuck ya dick in

Maggots got the bitch coverered and the smells sick'nen

Plastic don't hide the smell for too long, i do wrong

And so i don't have nightmares i forget about it, move on

Keep gettin my groove on, 'cuz that shit could fuck with'choo

Keep dwellin on it, and its gonna get stuck with you

Niggas try their luck with you, 'cuz they smell ass

And money if you pussy, i'm gonna be able to tell fast

Some cop i'm about to smack across the face in this robbery

I'm on a robbin spree, and ain't no stoppin me

On this real, thats why a nigga stay writin

'cuz kid this shit is real, what you think we play fightin

You must of saw som'thin funny, or never saw som'thin bloody

Or you don't know i'll bring it to your door 'cuz i'm cruddy

Like puddy, when i hold you niggas, i mold you niggas

I done told you niggas, that i been owed you niggas

For that shit you did that you wasnt built for

Shit i guess you didnt know you do get killed for

I done filled niggas up with the extended clip

Its like i blew this joint down with the extended rip

Or that non-stop, when the bomb drops

I'ma take it from where you at and then end up on ya moms block

From here to comstock, niggas gettin bust wild

?cell cagers last night from lock out just died?

Ain't no where to hide, ain't no wear to run

What more can they do to a man that ain't been done

A mind is a terrible thing to waste

Especially if its all over the place, your mind all over his face

How do brains taste, when they mixed with gun powder

Semi to fully automatic makes the gun louder

I got som'thin to fix pain when i kicks game

'cuz i'ma float off more tracks than they sixth train

You 'bout to get flamed, from ash to ashes to dirt

You gon' go with the dough that your life was worth

Motherfucker...




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