| Man lives in a sunlit world of what he believes to be reality |
| But there is unseen by most an underworld |
| A place that is just as real but not as brightly lit |
| A darkside |
| There is no light down here dude |
| That’s the Babylon shining all up in your rear-view |
| You don’t want them trigger happy suckas coming near you |
| Tell 'em that you do not have a weapon, they can’t hear you |
| Pop a couple of shots up in you because you appear to |
| Let them get away but then the days are getting fearful |
| Laying in your blood and now your face is getting tearful |
| Ain’t about to slay my nigga, making a career move |
| Hear ye, hear ye and I got a beer too |
| My cup done runneth over but sort of fuck what I’m here fool |
| Get tossed into the bad life, that’s right, miracle |
| Hear what happened last night, I don’t wanna hear news |
| Hear it for myself no telling how media steers you |
| Leaping off the ledge now you’re dead, just a meer fool |
| All up in ya head right, yes I’ve cleared you |
| Jump in front of headlights just like deer do |
| Tell a nigga hold up shit wait another damn minute |
| Everyone’s a junkie now, I fucking can’t get it |
| Single mother homes without a loving man in it |
| Medicate the melanin like what a damn menace |
| Ay, we don’t call 'em queens maybe sluts or/and bitches |
| Shout out to the brothers that be up and ambitious |
| You just want the money on some rubber band bidness |
| That’s why your third eye got a bunch of sand in it |
| Wake up, wake up, everybody been asleep for too long |
| Blind leading you on so feel free dawg, call it |
| But how the hell they gonna call me a false prophet |
| When y’all got a bunch of counterfeits in y’all pocket |
| The laws changing around you, they kill you off with they actions |
| Keeping my aura cold and my nigga law of attraction |
| Harvest the madness, cropping every cop like a bad pic |
| Eat the forbidden fruits, my nigga y’all know what happens |
| It’s the darkside |
| (Darkside) |
| Man welcome to the darkside |
| Nigga this the darkside |
| (Darkside) |
| Darkside |
| From the third world countries to my niggas in the set |
| From the third world countries to my niggas in the set |
| From the third world countries to my niggas in the set |
| From the third world countries to my niggas in the set, yeah |
| Nobody got religion, we all rebels now |
| And these people really got a church for the Devil now |
| Gun laws changing, we still will pull the metal out |
| Fuck it we banging, that is what the set’s about |
| Forgetting how the ghetto crowd and ain’t no way to get up out it |
| America turn into a third world kettle or a melting pot |
| Hella hot, everyone is melting down |
| People missing, vans pulling up like pedophiles |
| They sayin' that our food make us cannibals like Lecter, wow |
| And all the chemicals they put on 'em when I jest and now |
| They force it into music like how the sheep will get around |
| But I don’t wanna do this, my nigga shit is hella wild, man |
| School budget cuts, y’all are hella foul |
| Maybe not, textbooks are callin' slaves helpers now |
| Shit’s getting real, we are sinking, don’t let me down |
| Call Jordan Peele, let that nigga know I’m getting out, ha! |
| Give me the keys Rose, the keys to a rose |
| Or a couple of kilos to squeeze let it coke |
| I been puffing the weed smoke to ease up my dome |
| I been lusting for freak hoes that kings don’t condone |
| Give me some of that tea hoe to clean up my throat |
| You don’t want it with me yo, so leave us alone |
| Here are some of the things though my people are on |
| Get a reaper some clean clothes, you reap what you sew nigga |
| I don’t want to keep another grudge, ay |
| I don’t want to see another judge, ay |
| I don’t want to see y’all on these drugs, ay |
| Locking up my people just because, ay |
| Sick of Crips beefing with the Bloods, ay |
| Is it you or me they wanna hunt? |
| Man I think I got a hunch, ay |
| Something I been thinking 'bout for months |
| Homie we should rise above |
| 'Cause if we keep on leading all our sheep up to the edge |
| Man y’all don’t think that y’all will jump down here |
| It’s the darkside |
| (Darkside) |
| Man welcome to the darkside |
| Nigga this the darkside |
| (Darkside) |
| Darkside |
| From the third world countries to my niggas in the set |
| From the third world countries to my niggas in the set |
| From the third world countries to my niggas in the set |
| From the third world countries to my niggas in the set |
| Maybe we forgot what we’re supposed to be |
| Man, maybe we forgot where we’re supposed to be |
| Woman, please guard the youth |
| They wanna take you both from the world |
| This is what I’ve learned, never was this told to me |
| Maybe we forgot what we’re supposed to be |
| Man, maybe we forgot where we’re supposed to be |
| Woman, please guard the youth |
| They wanna take you both from the world |
| This is what I’ve learned, never was this told to me |
| Darkside |