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[Intro: La The Darkman]
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Yeah, yeah, unh, word up
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To my man Ced Demon, King Gunner, Slow Joe
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Word up, men at Montana, lock down, you know?
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Tarif, word bond, uhn, yo,
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[La The Darkman]
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Yo, it's born god, I survive, Park shit is still real
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You know sex, money, drugs, death, the whole ordeal
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Murderers to kill, henny demon and ill
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Jump in my rocket to the moon, spark an L and just chill
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I got to own stocks and bonds, kid, just because I want them
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And million dollar businesses with Darkman written on em
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Not up front but an economical stunt
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I want it all, I hope I didn't put that too blunt
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Educate, moving on up like the Jeffersons
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Cop a Lex, a Jag, a Land Cruiser and a Benz
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And a mafia of friends to dispose my foes
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Stand over my shoulder while I head crack a C-lo
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Taking care of my peeps cause I know how it be
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Mad court cases and white papers, that's all we see
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>From the roll of poverty but I always got mine
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Smuggle from Now Y to M.I. on the mainline
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Now I'm in cash field still persuing my path
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Sever the mic in half to unleash my wrath
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I want an abundance of girls to escape the world
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Throw a party on solo, me and seventeen pearls
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Puffing on mad lah, dunn, without a regard
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I need thirty-three acres of dungeon growing in my backyard
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Four courts in the front and bathrooms as big as kitchens
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Two thousands gallon aquarium to sink my sharks in
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All for one on estate, my whole crew living great
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Enter the gate unannounced and you will meet your fate
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I'm up Carlito's Way, rolling with the real
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Protected to infinity in a security shield
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[Chorus x2: La The Darkman]
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I want it all, lex and techs and shit
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I want it all, A fly wiz and crazy kids
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I want it all, pelee pelee's and diamond jewels
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I want it all, and my four-pound to buck them fools, aight?
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[La The Darkman]
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I've been hungry since a youth, product of the Bronx
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P.J.'s and killer ways, ain't a damn thing changed
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I got to snatch mine, did it for the whole world and
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Eases to Jesus to drink on Chesterfield cuban links
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Stinging stones on the medallian, I escaped the Island
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Don't give a fuck about you, I'm from the Shaolin Asylum
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Which way you want it, I need condo's and hoes
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Cess, best guests, vortex and black timbo's
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Eight-fifty B.M., a lighting system that's dimmed
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Young Deniro damager, sitting above the rim
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La The Dark', my hustling goal is to live great
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Cuz I'm a New York nigga catching money out of state
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[Chorus x2]
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[Outro: La The Darkman]
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Word, born god year, you know?
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It's La The Darkman right here
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Word up, marvelous, I keep it spicy, kid
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Know what I'm saying? For my mad av. cats
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You know? B.D.F.B., you know?
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Word up, murderous
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I Want it All (Album Version)
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| La the Darkman |
