They see the skin and hear the name and go irate
The ignorant minded make shit about race
But little do they know darkness defines a mind state
Knowledge made the beat and said it's time for me to set them straight
They love to hate, defecating on my namesake
Let them debate while I'm steadfast, cruising in my lane
Spitting pages from my book of life
And I don't rap, just articulate my gift of gab
Flow off top or my pen and pad
Beats when I'm in the lab
Bars like a wicked jack
Master my wicked craft
So close to the stars I could reach a grab
I'm out of the gutter but nah, I ain't looking back
I don't mean to brag, dawg, I'm just stating facts
You see the tats, made a promise that I'd bring it back
It's kinda hard cause in my heart, yo, we never left
Through the dark, I survived while I'm the f*cking best
Although I'm dark, I can never hide
I spent my life on these tracks, so to me, I can never die
I look at life through a wicked eye
It's all facts, no fiction
Made a promise that I wouldn't lie
Face my fears and walk head held to the sky
Never tuck tale, never let them see you cry
Only excel, make money multiply
I'm what you see in the dark, like a poltergeist
Running through the streets of the Bronx with the vulture type
With no hope for life, still some hope for white
Still some hope for white, skills so hova like
Eyes blue overbite, out you overwrite
Out you overmites, crowd get overhyped
Flow stay overtight, live life soldier-like
Never been a pussy bird food the dojo type
Live like there's nothing to hide, let them know you're light
Some people laugh cause they think that it's funny
Like they never heard a white boy say he was hungry
Grinding on these streets, trying to get this money
Why the f*ck would I lie
Being broke ain't funny
Ain't a damn thing easy about dope game money
And trying to get a deal feel so far from me
Got me wishing on a star, like I know I'm coming
Against all odds, I'ma keep on running
Get your sleep on, I creep on and leap on something
Get my beast on, my feast on and feed on something
Get my beat on, my skeet on and breed on something
Get my beast on, my eats on, I beam on something
Turn the beats on, I eat y'all like where's my money
God damn, y'all yummy, y'all manwhich to me
I'm hip-hop fully, BX bully
I hear he not f*cking with Darq, but how could he
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They see the skin and hear the name and go irate
The ignorant minded make shit about race
But little do they know darkness defines a mind state
Knowledge made the beat and said it's time for me to set them straight
They love to hate, defecating on my namesake
Let them debate while I'm steadfast, cruising in my lane
Spitting pages from my book of life
And I don't rap, just articulate my gift of gab
Flow off top or my pen and pad
Beats when I'm in the lab
Bars like a wicked jack
Master my wicked craft
So close to the stars I could reach a grab
I'm out of the gutter but nah, I ain't looking back
I don't mean to brag, dawg, I'm just stating facts
You see the tats, made a promise that I'd bring it back
It's kinda hard cause in my heart, yo, we never left
Through the dark, I survived while I'm the f*cking best
Although I'm dark, I can never hide
I spent my life on these tracks, so to me, I can never die
I look at life through a wicked eye
It's all facts, no fiction
Made a promise that I wouldn't lie
Face my fears and walk head held to the sky
Never tuck tale, never let them see you cry
Only excel, make money multiply
I'm what you see in the dark, like a poltergeist
Running through the streets of the Bronx with the vulture type
With no hope for life, still some hope for white
Still some hope for white, skills so hova like
Eyes blue overbite, out you overwrite
Out you overmites, crowd get overhyped
Flow stay overtight, live life soldier-like
Never been a pussy bird food the dojo type
Live like there's nothing to hide, let them know you're light
Some people laugh cause they think that it's funny
Like they never heard a white boy say he was hungry
Grinding on these streets, trying to get this money
Why the f*ck would I lie
Being broke ain't funny
Ain't a damn thing easy about dope game money
And trying to get a deal feel so far from me
Got me wishing on a star, like I know I'm coming
Against all odds, I'ma keep on running
Get your sleep on, I creep on and leap on something
Get my beast on, my feast on and feed on something
Get my beat on, my skeet on and breed on something
Get my beast on, my eats on, I beam on something
Turn the beats on, I eat y'all like where's my money
God damn, y'all yummy, y'all manwhich to me
I'm hip-hop fully, BX bully
I hear he not f*cking with Darq, but how could he
The ignorant minded make shit about race
But little do they know darkness defines a mind state
Knowledge made the beat and said it's time for me to set them straight
They love to hate, defecating on my namesake
Let them debate while I'm steadfast, cruising in my lane
Spitting pages from my book of life
And I don't rap, just articulate my gift of gab
Flow off top or my pen and pad
Beats when I'm in the lab
Bars like a wicked jack
Master my wicked craft
So close to the stars I could reach a grab
I'm out of the gutter but nah, I ain't looking back
I don't mean to brag, dawg, I'm just stating facts
You see the tats, made a promise that I'd bring it back
It's kinda hard cause in my heart, yo, we never left
Through the dark, I survived while I'm the f*cking best
Although I'm dark, I can never hide
I spent my life on these tracks, so to me, I can never die
I look at life through a wicked eye
It's all facts, no fiction
Made a promise that I wouldn't lie
Face my fears and walk head held to the sky
Never tuck tale, never let them see you cry
Only excel, make money multiply
I'm what you see in the dark, like a poltergeist
Running through the streets of the Bronx with the vulture type
With no hope for life, still some hope for white
Still some hope for white, skills so hova like
Eyes blue overbite, out you overwrite
Out you overmites, crowd get overhyped
Flow stay overtight, live life soldier-like
Never been a pussy bird food the dojo type
Live like there's nothing to hide, let them know you're light
Some people laugh cause they think that it's funny
Like they never heard a white boy say he was hungry
Grinding on these streets, trying to get this money
Why the f*ck would I lie
Being broke ain't funny
Ain't a damn thing easy about dope game money
And trying to get a deal feel so far from me
Got me wishing on a star, like I know I'm coming
Against all odds, I'ma keep on running
Get your sleep on, I creep on and leap on something
Get my beast on, my feast on and feed on something
Get my beat on, my skeet on and breed on something
Get my beast on, my eats on, I beam on something
Turn the beats on, I eat y'all like where's my money
God damn, y'all yummy, y'all manwhich to me
I'm hip-hop fully, BX bully
I hear he not f*cking with Darq, but how could he
Writer: Christopher Williamson
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