that is psycho dope so pure feigns cling to the light pole. Wet purer than holy water your wife know that she aint gotta fly to columbia For that lipo..(Darkside
Party's all around me like it's Gotti on the scene Your money NBA, NFL all legal My niggas on the block going hard pumpin' diesel However do you want it, Joe
Heavenly Father Creator of all things I humble myself As I bow to Your throne Heavenly Father Before I sleep I pray to the Lord my soul to keep And if
Wrist on froze thanks to the stove Mattress financial, bank's never closed Monday through Sunday, serve all addicts Joey Van Gundy, watch me work the
peace God!) I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm on my way Darkside, Darkside, Darkside [DJ Premier scratches over fourth line] ("Listen to the situation my son") [Fat Joe
[Chorus:] Rap, Rap, Rap Rappers are in danger, yeah it's The Darkside Ha Welcome to The Darkside You gotta a problem mothafucker then holla all you seen
