Darkside

[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]

You don't really know what I can do to niggas if they penetrate the home of mine

Load it up and hit the motherfuckers with the Smith and Wesson 729

Dirty Harry on them real quick, make a nigga feel real sick

Funny how they wanna get me now that everybody swingin' on my dillznick

What you wanna do? Nigga what?

Trippin' with the crew give it up, I'ma live it up

Six, six triple eight forty six ninety nine three

Find these niggas overseas makin' hella cheese, fuckin' bitches lookin' Chinese

If you gettin' down with the sickness, if you clowns you can get this

I know it sounds hella wicked, if you frown you a dipshit

We can do it nigga if you wanna but you never will prosper

Never fuck with the darkness, I'ma hit the playa haters

Get a little cocky nigga I'ma live it up!

I'ma get what money can't get us

Never with the funny brand niggas, stick 'em

With the sickening shit and really wicked like a nicotine (BITCH!)

Gimme the big (Car), gimme the big (House), gimme the big booty bitches

Me and Ockwizzle livin' in Cockdizzle on the mission for them riches

[Chorus: Hopsin]

Now I'm on the darkside representin'

'Cause I lived a hard life and heaven didn't

Arrive in time enough to save me

So I'm givin' you back what you gave me (Don't blame me!)

Don't bother me while I'm trying to pack

'Cause I'm goin' away and I ain't comin' back

Doctors say my brain's a little off track

Allow me to tell you a few small facts

[Verse 2: Hopsin]

Yo, do you know what the fuck it's like stuck inside this hell hole tryna crush a mic?

There ain't a buck in sight, I'm sleepin' with the dust and mites

I scream because I ain't got the guts to cry, what the fuck did I ever do to be put here?

Is it because I'm a black nigga who looks weird?

I try making 2010 a good year, but I don't even see an outlet I could gear

Every single morning when I be waking up I'll be tryna develop a dope new age rap

But before doing it I going to the kitchen and get me a couple noodles and a Kool-Aid pack

Motherfuckers wanna slow the momentum

'Cause when I kick a syllable I never caught up the venom

I done battled a lot of niggas but they don't get to win 'em

The minute I pin 'em up, hell's where I'm hoping to send 'em, come on

My careers got no solution, can't wear my contacts I got no solution

Everybody keep on tellin' me I'm s'posed to do shit

If you was on the edge how close would you get

To cutting a neck for some fuckin' respect?

'Cause you stuck in a debt and they ain't cutting a check

The pain up in your chest, all the sudden ejects

'Cause you turned a record in but they wasn't impressed (Fuck that!)

[Chorus: Hopsin]

Now I'm on the darkside representin'

'Cause I lived a hard life and heaven didn't

Arrive in time enough to save me

So I'm givin' you back what you gave me (Don't blame me!)

Don't bother me while I'm trying to pack

'Cause I'm goin' away and I ain't comin' back

Doctors say my brain's a little off track

Allow me to tell you a few small facts