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La The Darkman - 4 Souls Lyrics

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  • Intro:
  • This is how we goin do
  • We goin do this right
  • Word, word is bond
  • Know what Im sayin
  • This is la wid the track
  • Know what Im sayin
  • You know how we do
  • Word up, yo
  • Let dark pass no stunting
  • >from the real
  • Better get your 4 pound god
  • Lets 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
  • Im 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
  • Its 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 *****ing head-banger
  • Whos in change a, you dis this judge you get finished
  • Disrespect darkman you get slapped with a guiness
  • Kid spin it, baby mcs Im 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,
  • Im known when Im off my shift
  • Scarf on my waist pull then Ill scorch your face
  • Im like a copy-cat killer
  • Born for strangling niggas
  • Then pull figures
  • Receive and rob the spot like dillinger
  • Settle cap like ? ? ?
  • Im saber-toothed coming at you
  • Forfeit the minds cant win wit no .22
  • Get nuke and henny rock 80 proof
  • In the hood, never sipping while Im drinking my jewel
  • Dance to my ritual, lower you into my seance
  • ***** wearing avon
  • Missing me ? on the rap song?
  • Ill buck, you frontin wit out that gk bubbly stuff
  • Gang games for schools thats 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 Im lifted
  • Rip shit up kid quick Im busted
  • On any demon puffing hizo cant 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 ***** 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 *****
  • And tell me whos higher
  • Darkman empire guard you now like a gun
  • Loading wid nine rich niggas and Im 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
  • Thats 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,
  • Whos coming whippy, Im a yippy
  • First enemy whos stealin filthy
  • Size em up break em down Im 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 cant be stopped
  • Got a glock the ***** 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

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