La The Darkman Az The World Turnz Lyrics


Publishers: ©Universal Music Publishing Group
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[intro: la the darkman, (raekwon)]

Word up. la the dark' and chef.
(true. let's get it right.)
Aiyyo. fourth.
(let's get it right like white.)
Burning that ***. 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.)

[raekwon]
Yo, yo, yo, yo
Aiyyo la, what's up son
Aiyyo, you read the papers
2 columbian *****z hit these funny *****z
A heavy routine, chevy, yukon green
Had crazy coke up in that piece by all means

[la the darkman]
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

[raekwon]
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

[la the darkman]
Who's the rap mayor, it's 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

[chorus: raekwon, (la the darkman)]
As the world goes round yo the same is the same
(same junkies on the corners shooting **** in their vein)
What's the deal, black man must rise up to the top
(representing darkman with this real hip hop)

[interlude: raekwon, (la the darkman)]
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)

[la the darkman]
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 'cause 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...

[chorus to fade]