Az The World Turnz Lyrics - Singles - La The Darkman

Word up. la the dark' and chef. 

(true. let's get it right.) 

Aiyyo. fourth. 

(let's get it right like white.) 

Burning that ass. 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.) 

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Yo, yo, yo, yo 

Aiyyo la, what's up son 

Aiyyo, you read the papers 

2 columbian niggaz hit these funny niggaz 

A heavy routine, chevy, yukon green 

Had crazy coke up in that piece by all means 

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 

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 

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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 

As the world goes round yo the same is the same 

(same junkies on the corners shooting shit in their vein) 

What's the deal, black man must rise up to the top 

(representing darkman with this real hip hop) 

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) 

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...