Dark Side Lyrics - Wheatus

Ghetto gospel, all thugs gotta pray, hear me Lord, yo 

If killin' niggaz is wrong, God forgive me for my sins 

And all my evil thoughts like fuckin' my girlfriends 

God bless my family and the bitch I bagged in the Camry 

And any extra guns that come in handy 

Not to play but pray for things that's corrupt 

But the Lord knows this world is all fucked up 

In God's eyes, every nigga is created equal 

To some crackers, we evil 'cause we livin' lethal 

And anythin' we gots to get, gots to get got nigga 

Even if somebody, gots to get shot nigga 

Why not? A whole lot of thugs died on my block 

And I see the killer's still free, so fuck cops 

We got no love for the Lord, that's why we pack gats 

When them shots pop, bitch cops, where They at? 

Probably somewhere at Dunkin' Donuts 

While black child got niggaz on the corner with they hands cuffed 

Now let me load my heat before I go to sleep 

And pray to God, I don't end up six feet deep 

'Cause if I die, before I wake, let me die on some papers 

And all my niggaz at my wake, I said, if I die before I wake 

Let me die on some papers and all my bitches at my wake 

God, please forgive me for all my sins, Lord please 

Psalms 23, the Lord is my Sheppard and the gun's my weapon 

Reppin' my upper sections, they blessed with protection 

It's nothin' on this Earth that my soul should warn 

Copped a house, a big Benz, all my friends puff blunts 

Nigga, we lust to bust and guns we trust 

The God's copped me a path, now that's righteous 

I'm tight 'cause my peeps was breathin' they last breath 

Where we was, bubblin' in the valley of death 

I went to jail and end up bein' the last nigga left 

Now, I fear no evil and hear no evil 

Just threw the silencer on my Desert Eagle 

Nigga to free my people, I'm prepared for the enemy 

And thugs who won't pull out and put slugs up in me 

Lord gave me the energy, now pass the Hennessy 

Word to God, all y'all niggaz is gonna remember me 

Hey, black child, black child, now let me load my heat 

Before I go to sleep and pray to God, I don't end up six feet deep 

'Cause if I die, before I wake, let me die on some papers 

And all my niggaz at my wake, I said, if I die before I wake 

Let me die on some papers and all my bitches at my wake 

Shit, if I die Lord, have mercy, street niggaz pray 

Now let me hit the streets so my kids could eat 

Compton, Oakland, Inglewood, long beach 

All the thugs in the street got love for me 

Hollis, South Side, B.K., Q.B. 

I don't give a fuck nigga, I die for I N C 

And ride for everybody that'll ride for me 

All my bitches out there that gave me slow nizzie 

Make bottles of remi, keep 'em so pissy 

Now let me load my heat before I go to sleep 

And pray to God, I don't end up six feet deep 

'Cause if I die, before I wake, let me die on some papers 

And all my niggaz at my wake, I said, if I die before I wake 

Let me die on some papers and all my bitches at my wake 

Word to god, bless all my hood people, all my good people 

Alright, c'mon nigga, let's go