[Chorus:]
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Rap, Rap, Rap Rappers are in danger, yeah it's The Darkside Ha
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Welcome to The Darkside
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You gotta a problem mothafucker then holla all you seen was the batter
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No lebron when I pop in your flowers
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Run up in your labels beat your head with them plax
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Better watch wat you shake on them rats
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Nigga I am coccaine I am exstortion
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We are da streets yes we are in -
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Time to take the gloves off mask off hit em
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With the MOSSBERG splashin blast first
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Baby guts black hurts you nigga ain't ready
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For ready wanna talk saucey turn your fuckers
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Head to spaghetti all you young boys
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I got 16 in you can kill and shoot
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The booth up but still can't win
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Nigga left me for dead try to
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Kick to da curb till them c and p
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Boys came and put in da word
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Now it's more maybachs
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More phantom chops
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Ball til we fall til
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Da judge let da hammer
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Drop
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[Chorus x4]
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Champagne dreams
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Cashmere nightmares
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Nigga could'nttouch my flow
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Not in light years
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This is it like da best of da mic
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Years you nigga more pussy
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Than dykes here
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Yeaah and da ra pound
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With a chick with a
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Fatter ass then kanye's girl
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Suck if you been to harry's
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In da streets is where you
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Find me the same hood
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They suppose let shine be
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This dat block music
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Yeah go ahead and bust
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A shot music back it up
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Hustle rocks fuck da
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Cops music yeh
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U now rockin
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With The Darkside
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No luv so you know a
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Nigga heart cry
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Bet I still b on top
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Wen them cars fly
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Even then I still let da sparks fly
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Lotta nigga turn the dick into a slit
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Sit down and pee nigga
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Now ain't dat bitch
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[Chorus x4]
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Rappers Are In Danger
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Fat Joe |