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LA THE DARKMAN lyrics : "Az The World Turnz (Album Version)"

(feat. Raekwon)

[Intro: La The Darkman, (Raekwon)]

Word up. La The Dark' and Chef.
(True. Let's get it right.)
Aiyyo. Fourth.

(Let's get it right like white.)
Burning that $$#. Sniff it up.
(You know how we go, kid.)

Like a hound on dope.
(Yeah. Yeah.)
Word. Word life. La The Dark'.

Big up to my many Buck-Buck.
Don't sweat that.
(What up, son.)

It's all good.
(Check it. Check it.)


[Raekwon]
Yo, yo, yo, yo
Aiyyo La, whats up son

Aiyyo, you read the papers
2 columbian ^!$$%z hit these funny ^!$$%z
A heavy routine, Chevy, Yukon green

Had crazy !@%!e up in that piece by all means

[La The Darkman]

The kids was mad flonting, Rae', it had to go down
Killers be coming for your neck, when you wearing a crown
4-5's and AK's, kids ready to spray

The cats got nine lives from around my way
Timb boots and dough galore, two techs by the door
So, when the po-po come, I can take them to war


[Raekwon]
Same subject, techs and royalty checks

Plus marketing the drugs, equal mad respect
I gotta get mine, blast mad nines on a regular
Fake competitor or player, I mean this maker


[La The Darkman]
Who's the rap mayor, its me, i be the slayer

The dark's in the realm, you contemplate your prayers
Meteorite or clips hitting in the 9-5th
All you yapping MC's, like pancakes you get flipped

I got a thirty shot clip at the grip of the hip
I'm a mad av. warrior, young tale from the crypt, kid


[Chorus: Raekwon, (La The Darkman)]
As the world goes round yo the same is the same
(Same junkies on the corners shooting %#@! in their vein)

Whats the deal, black man must rise up to the top
(Representing Darkman with this real hip hop)


[Interlude: Raekwon, (La The Darkman)]
And you don't stop (and you don't stop)
Yeah! (and you can't stop) and you can't stop

(Word up! word drop that style)

[La The Darkman]

You only live once, execute your dreams
A third real triple beam, weighed out my scheme
For the cream, my sold cracks, never could relax

Now build with Wu-Tang, spitting lyrical facts
Young black mad !@$( from the concrete street
And never leave the land without strapping my heat

Keep peace and don't beef, word life tariff
I stole the million dollar show cuz i'm that dark thief
La, Dark gold spark, ready to rip you apart

I was born with a gold shield over my heart
So, don't start none, it won't be none
I'm dominating the screen, my reign just begun

I got raw and uncut for the kids doing the biz
You can't figure my physical like a pyramid
I'm that wicked dark star, may La now ride

I switch to warp space 5 like the starship Enterprise
shy...

[Chorus to fade]

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