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Journey Throo Da Darkside

Wooooooo!
Lord higher...
Could somebody turn on the lights
Somebody turn on the lights..
The darkside...yes!

Guess who's back when I bring funk like Zapp
All aboard, mothafuckaz while your brains get jacked
I'm souped like two scoops of funk juice word to mother
The way i kick you swear that Jim Kelly waz in this mothafucka
The darkside brings apartheid
I act wild like them niggaz from Chi-Town on the southside
Sweeter than this, whoopin' niggaz down like Jack Nick
When I backflip my tactic graphics
Oooooooh!
Redman jams it in
Due to difficulties I won't be done by ten
Friends I got bust shouts out the 12 Benz
N' then we get the Bom-Ba-Zee from 1-10
Or is it further up plus my style murder ducks
So what the fuck you got the mic turned up fo'?
When I Chief Rock Underground emcees drop like sheet rock
here's a ride to the underground

To the beat ya'll
Ah to the beat ya'll, I do the freak ya'll
I keep the buddah to last me through the week ya'll
Ah to the beat ya'll
Ah to the beat ya'll, I do the freak ya'll
I keep the buddah to last me through the week ya'll

Come take a trip on my cosmic boogie movie flicks
Far beyond space, so niggaz save your grace
It's a True Lie that I bring drama like Schwarzenegger
When a baby, I had other babies in labor catchin' vapors
With two gats I move like too fast like Paxon
Ask Toni Braxton who got seven days of action
Black stars or moons eclipse the volume
Bang zoom, I'm sendin' honeys on the moon with ten bags of boom
Ridiculously, I will rip an emcee to degrees
I leave spots like chicken pox
Check the synop-sis!
I grow confusin' just like Rubik's Cube boxes
Float like the butter, fly so what if I blow your lenses
Tear the fuckin' hinges did I mention
That my lyrical format gets more "ahhhs" than a dentist
When I'm in this
The knotty headed era cause terror
Y'all gimmick mothafuckaz better get your shit together
One for the money N' two for my peeps
Nynex can't even reach my techniques or rap sheets
For the Squad I lick two shots word to God
Then take your dreams N' imaginations to the darkside...

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