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Young Darko and I'm finna run for mayor/ find me in your city hitting bitties of that pager/ riding round town in the hoopty with the laser/ this time next year I'll be flexing in the fader/ sonin' all these false saviors bitch I'm Darth Vader/ saved by that woop woop bitch Im AC Slater/ this time next year I'll be playing for the Raiders/ or working at staples stacking all that paper/ what's that in yah ear oh yeah it's the flavor/ this one for them sons with their on tongues on the razors/ in the slums on stun is the Fazers/
Whodie Whodie woo whodie whodie woo, what the fuck it do/ whole crew catch a case for some fucking shoes/ drive slow to the point that we don't fucking move/ fuck the cops reeboks with them 22's/ doo wop on the block with that silver spoon/ the sky all hung with jewels it's that killing moon/ Camilo Brillo stillo with that monkey suit/ zircrun encrusted tweezers with that funky flute/ Y'all be on some sucka shit/ ain't yah know money don't make yah rich/ I be that drug dealer fucking yo' bitch/
what a fella'/ hella chicken heads be on my jock/ rush the stage when I grab the mic and rock/ slanging mixtapes by the chicken spot/ said what's up asked me if I like HipHop/ said I like pizza son I live HipHop/ stuck in the computer I live in a box/ got every coast down patten lock/ cos yah can't yah won't and yah don't stop/
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One for Jay Dee/ yah aint gotta pay me/ on the M.I.C. We gets crazy/ blow up the spot and get swayzee/ freaking all the fly ladies/ over these beats that raised me/ to be the MC you see today/ it's all in the way yah kick it/ bout to get wicked with the way I flip it/ get live with it/ for all my Detroit players/ Dilla dawg for Mayer/ gotta go and get the paper/ flip it at the record shop/ make another tape and it don't stop/ bump it in yah whip in the mix with that real live shit/ theres nothing like this/ thinking of a master plan blingin' with the cash in hand/ it's Darko with the gangsta shit/ these rhymes is dangerous/ ruff rugged and raw/ who got the gall to refuse it/ with the truth in the music/ it's my motherfuckin right to shine/ go for mine/ the light hit off the chain and blind/ swinging heavy sound like hardcore percussion/ you know we keep crushing/ that's what's up/ hella dust on the vinyl/ leave haters in denial/ get wild home skillet/ it's unbelievable Dilla Dawg is the illest/
Don't sell yah self to fall in love/ raise it up with the bass in yah trunk/ I don't think y'all ready for us/ yah better think twice/ thought you was nice/ till Dilla hit yah with that rawness straight from the cassette/ play it in yah tape deck guaranteed to break necks/ safe bet to pay jay the best/don't test yah luck if you thinking otherwise quit faking the funk/ or wake up with me taking yah dunks/ it's the brand new shit with the blend/ so real we bleed through the pen, send tingling vibes down spines/ one of a kind/ jay dee perfect the snare it ain't fair way it banged out the mp kit plus Dilla show you how to MC it/ the Thelonius vocalist/ it's like that/ make you not wanna fight back/ give it up for the most slept on/ fresh to def y'all word is bond/ wack emcees need to put a shirt on/ at least a button up/ what is up with the game/ shit ain't been the same since 86 and Kane/ and in 06 everything changed/ no one could do it like Dewitt/ Yancy flying fancy free/ Ruff Draft that's the jam to me/ and Welcome to the D/ non stop banging like a Dilla instrumental/ once again it's the incredible/ taking it back to the basement/ making em stare in amazement/ take it in the brain kid/ we get wild home skillet/ it's unbelievable Dilla Dawg is the illest
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Darko the heart cold super bet he flew from the cookoo's nest/ like McMurphy in a Nick's jersey/ words seem to flow threw me/ kicking wack rappers in their ovaries/ pull a card from the jokers deck/ acting hard cos they're smoking sess/ wouldn't weigh a dart soaking wet/ I'm coming live and direct/ without a nine or a tech/ go insane counting all the rhymes that I said or the times I catch wreck/ coming with the flavor/ I'm only nineteen and I know all the words to mic manipulator/ rappers are in danger/ stepping in my chamber/ all up on my light saber while Im rocking a stage/ repping abstract to the grave/ as I travel through the maze/ in a daze/ rare form when I'm air born/ teleport off to the next chapter/ in debt to Zappa and all my heroes/ the best rapper or just another weirdo/ hear no evil/ fear slowed the evolution of people/ flip the beat switch the easel/ a dream well spent/ yah mean hell bent/ heavens scent less apprentice/ sitting by the window sketching
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Smooth like the lone criminal/ Did it to the bone gristle/ tin angel like Joni Mitchell/ homie had the pistol to my head/ all I seen was red/ I ain't hear a word yah said/ bled out in the street/ as they stole the nikes off your feet/ to the beat/ I never die cos death is the cousin of sleep/ stay awake to the ways of the world it gets shallow/ my hollow heart's tearing me apart/ went from top of the charts to pushing shopping carts/ I rock the art, drop a dart on yah mind/ no time to rewind/ I find it hard, it's hard to find/ dollar signs in the eyes of the wicked/ conflicted with the sickness/ dig it like a grave for the innocent/ in the maze of the indifferent/ flip the switch on the city/ the flames were so pretty/ they remain in their pity/ the deal went shitty/ 50 grand that's my man with the plan/ kicking the can/ it's all a scam/ damned from the jump/ hands on the pump in a slump/ but they just keep telling yah to shake yah rump/ young numb and dumb throwing rocks at the sun/ frown upon your smiling face/ smoking bones in the staircase to get away/ in a race with himself on that highway to hell/ trapped in a spell like a rat in a cell/ in the past we dwell/ and can't be changed/ chemically unbalanced in the brain/ dragging those mental chains/ till I find sanity/ no hope for humanity in its vanity/ but I'm happy cos I finally found my family they're in my head/ scared to death of life till I'm scared to life of death/ tooth for tooth breath for breath
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My inner monologue got a gun aimed at my brain/
Where do you go when the shows gonna close and your living life as a stain/
Back to the motel baby gonna buy myself a whore/
In the elevator maybe I just wanna talk nothing more/
When I finally found you in that beautiful sun dress/
You were biting your pinky looking so pretty I couldn't resist/
I bought yah some diamonds I had help finding and a color tv/
Yah know I'm trying but what can I do when you won't see me/
Cried myself to sleep singing tears for fears/
It was twelve grade she worked at sears/
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The super soul got more flows than bazooka joe/ in the hoopty on swole/ ruby on the dash/ bumping Mash/ just pumping my gas/ this the smash of the year/ could out spin flash with the gear/ what's Aquaman to a frozen Pepsi/ we rolling ten deep/ me, myself, I, A-alike's and the beat/ makes my cypher complete/ wide awake on cyber space/ information highway/ my minds great senses are tingling/ whittling away/ in the dizzying maze/Fazers on stun/ shining greater than the sun/ pay the bum/ play for fun/ in this spinning world/ the loser wins the girl/ singing for pearls/ with a thinner smile/ than a seasick crocodile/ i ain't that scared of yah/ cause mass hysteria/ throwing bones in the sky/ they'll never know why/ no matter how much you hypothesize/ stop trying to find reasons why/ and just take the dive/
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Put another dime in the jukebox baby/ playing Vance or towers love me lady/ won't yah please come and save me/ I'm going a little fucking crazy/ in the maze, dazed and confused/ afraid of the truth/ playing with the noose/ loosing all self control/ love is worth your wealth in gold/ I've been to hell and it's cold/ next on the set list blow my brains out/ the only way out/ don't condone my self righteous suicide/ blew your high/ I'm betting all my soul on red/ and I hope that everything you said comes back to shoot you in the head/ yah brain dead scum/ Evan's got a gun and he's on the run/
Evan broke the window and he's on the loose/ let's walk these dogs and represent who, you wanna be/ some dumb money tree/
Relying on a parasite/ hiding cos I'm scared of life
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Falling and Im never coming back/
in the darkness waiting to attack/
For love and other magical drugs/
Falling in lust tripping off the planet/
Hole in my head and I just can't stand it/
Trying hard not to think and panic/
hippy lesbians screaming in my head/
Crying tears of fears dreaming that I'm dead/
Fucked up blues system up to the red/
Sinking faster than yah blink/
Lit his wallet on fire with the kitchen sink/
Automatic candy dispenser/
Mixing business with pleather/
She got a feather in her cap/
Still Falling and I'm never coming back/
When and if I ever hit the bottom/
Mr assholes mutherfukkin' rotten/
Sticking up the world cos it owes me/
Prostitutes and guns I'm Mr Lonely/
The worst trick the devil ever pulled was not being cool at public school
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how many toggle switches in toe toe/ watched it on bootleg cos I'm anti social/ hold a headless chicken by the neck while I do my vocals/ Darko got the game vexed in a chokehold/ set it on fire next comes my solo/ etched it in stone then he went postal/ at first only local/ then he took it global/hunting humans on the roof with a rifle/ know the ledge like juice or get an eye full/ the designated diver/ couldnt get much higher/ chanting all hail the sire/ while he balanced on a wire/ dancing for his freedom/ came back and no one believed him/ read em weep em/ gave birth to demon seamen/ for reasons unbeknownst to him/ spat the foulest hyms/ off his lithium/ after that treated everyday like a gift for him/ micro chip/ in his fingertip/ pressing the button/ stressed over something/ fucking stuck in/ suspended animation/ wont take a vacation/ till i got lenny nero selling my tapes to the nation/ thats word to hot bacon/ stirred not shaken/ kept your skull in a jello mold/ im out bumping mellow gold/ to pauls boutique put the gear on hold/ grabbed two freaks and a beer thats cold/ feel it from your ear to your soul/ hoary for me one day I'll be paid to breath and have fake mcs slayed for free/ mind the gap/ all day and night I write rhymes and rap/ to beats with that get fresh flow/ I'll make a robots head explode/ never let it go/ a dish served best froze/ on the low low/ with the zircrun encrusted tweezers/ word shun the non believers/ not your moms weezer ya darn skeezer/ leave ya bout as dead as zed/ were you listening to me or the woman in the red dress/ Nothing left to say/ went their separate ways came back the next day wit a check to pay/ let's play spin the gun/ a lot more fun if you've won/ brain leaking out your head stained the sheets red/ as ya bled fled the scene/ with a queen/ still beer in hand/ will vs fear of the man/ wrote it in sanscript them jokes banned it /level handed in hope to anguish/ won't stop till he's known cross the planet/ for his dealings with the underworld/ kill super man rape wonder girl/ for a ton a pearls/ darko get the money like curls/ just tryna get a nut like squirels/ in this mad world/ by tears for fears/ fears for years/ pay no mind while his halo shines/ blind sparkling jewels/ darko rules
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I'm pretty fly for a white guy/ my minds dark as the night sky/ I'm coming at yah life size/ and all y'all could get it in the right eye/ write till the pipe runs dry/ bill hicks off that fungi/ little miss sunshine/ my 1, 2's nicer than yah whole crew/ soul glued to the earth spinning/ Popeyes off that spinage/ twisted up/ for anyone riffing with us/ dripping in lust/ depicted with yah wig split/ Lil bitch had to run to the piglets/ Peter Pan piss all up your Christmas in July/ fuck a piece I want the whole pie/ greedy raised on the tv/ pouring out the Ole E/ what yah know bout me/ I be that slick son of a gun/ giving emcees the runs/ when I put in my pun tape/ watch the sun shake/ rhyme till my lungs ache/ awake from my slumber/ grip the thunder and lightning/ very very frightening indeed/ we be the key/ got the game on lock/ you know the name it don't stop/ got a chain for every dame that I rocked/ come through like Mr T and light up the spot/ you stuck inside the box/ as the beats knocks for five blocks/ watch for that loogie/ slanging tapes out the Suzuki/ listen here pookey/ Darko's the most illinest rhymer/ got something for the baby's and the old timers/ shining like a hundred suns, frozen/ The Super be the one glowing/ like Christ in that Lenny Bruce skit/ I'll admit it's nice to bend the truth a bit/ but y'all some straight out fools/ wouldn't last a second in a duel against the Dark One/ flow till my hearts done beating/ son I'm the reason you rap/ now yah seeking to attack/ get blast back with that brain lapse/ take yah back to serving dope by the Arabs/ stir fry you in my wok at the Chinese restaurant/ you know my steez, get shot and never bleed/ do this shit with ease/ cold as Mr Freeze on the M.I.C/ that's word to Jet Jaguar/ the sun, moon and stars in my palm when I flip a script/yah nit wits ain't funking with this/ grip it with an iron fist as he rips out the micro chip/and breaths electronically through yah speaker/ hitting up ear drums with that deep space nine millimeter/ I'm only shallow enough to think that I'm deeper/ than y'all/ gotta make sure everything remains raw
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Writing with the spirit of author Rimbaud/ I'm Alex delarge jumping out the window/ I think I'm William hicks, dropping knowledge and flipping scripts/ fuck Confucius I'm moving on/ heard your music now I'm drooping off/ you bore me to death like ray Hueston dawg/
Bob had bitch tits/ God had a spliff lit when he wrote this shit/ you know the diff'rence/ I'm bumping donuts Kool Keith and slick rick/ you probably like kid twist and don't even know Doom/ cold as a witch's tit lifted with the broom/ sell the kids for food/ weather changes moods/ third eyes glued to the boob tube/ swueegie your mind and consume shrooms dude/ tripping down the rabbit hole/ she's a magical and tragical beauty/ strictly tooty fruity/ life like a woody Allen movie/ and I'm coming out the screen/ escaping reality/ only if you believe/ floating down the stream merrily life is but a dream
Bugged out tripping flipping of the record/ mixing business with pleasure/ twisted/ vibe with it get live with it/mix it with the reverb and extra delay/ put it in yah system press play/ bump it in yah whip it's that real live shit/ from please listen to my demo to slanging instrumentals/ the track was like a thorn in his back/ born to rap and rhyme with the gods/ defy the odds/ fill in the archetypes/ spit darts on the mic/ I don't like yah shit it's too Rick rossy/ whistling willy get this bitch off me/ 57 cops and I'm Kong Fu Joe/ knock em out the box and yah moms new clothes/ y'all some bat shit crazy deadly transvestites/ Patrick Swayze and Wesley Trent Snipes/ dent mics when he grip em ha stick em/
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Finally someone let me outta this cage/ I'm full of rage 22's my gage, 19's my age/ I be that slick son of a bitch getting rich getting paid/ back in the days when I was a teenager/ face full of craters/ Halo first player/ now I twist the flips with the filters and the phasers/ later after tech decks came the stress/ meatball heads got me all depressed/ feeling like Les they put me on meds cos I'm sicker than your average/ in this quest against the savage brain stealers/ watch me lift an 8 wheeler with a monkey on my back/ I be that weirdo getting funky on the track/ the superhero wanna be is back/ and he brought some friends to avenge with no end in sight/ him and the mic's like Peter Parker with a spider bite/ for sho' yah right/ snake eyes on the dice I just might smack yah bitch up like a pimp/ ain't nothing change but my limp/ my fist still chip rock/ y'all ain't hip hop your more kids bop/ I got a ziplock of whoop ass for you teeny boppers/ Darko's easily the show stopper/ super hoe hopper/
rock a stage in a blaze/ kick it like Johnny Cage/ oddly enough went from popping Ollie's and such now we got the fresh stuff like KK Rockwell/ wild style with the tapes to sell/ fresh out the bates motel/ psychopathic down to the mathematics they say/ what they need to do is shut the fuck up and press play/ hope yah dig it like yah own grave/ close but no case of cigars/ it's hard to find, I find it hard/ smiling at the end of this world/ the loser wins the girl in his dreams/ only to go insane cos it ain't what it seems/ put that in your pipe and choke/ that's all she wrote/ hearing voices like Hall & Oates/ hope is all but lost/ in yah heart shaped vault/ you taught me how to let go now I feel nothing/ everything ain't what it wasn't/ always something in the way/ trapped inside his own skin his personal hiding place/ afraid of this human race/ frozen like Jack in the maze/
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TYJC (Controling Fear)
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