Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Dark Days, Bright Nights, artist - Bubba Sparxxx. Album song Dark Days, Bright Nights, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 31.12.2000
Record label: Interscope
Song language: English
Dark Days, Bright Nights |
Okay |
If you shed blood with me to this point, you deserve an explanation |
For all the hell you’ve endured, while helping me reach my destination |
And this effort to bless the nation |
I’ve might had did more harm than good |
But I’ve always showed you heart, this is just my but apart from would |
Man I love the darkest hood |
But also the brightest suburb |
To think I would just despise the folks because I’m broke and white it’s absurd |
I’m told be tight you get heard, but I don’t hear my vinyl spinning |
Yeah we found some distribution, but bet the crying is just beginning |
Cause these bright nights, could lead to dark days and vice versa |
Even if Greg Street don’t play, I guarantee you a nice purchase |
Frankly, I’m quite certain I’m the livest fucker out there |
I’m making love to the truth, inside that vocal booth without care |
I won’t even talk about stares |
From angry alleged rappers |
Cause every time they get confronted, they’ll give you head than dap ya |
This one don’t really need a hook, but Shannon said it’ll be a single |
So I devote this to my life, so much more than a catch of a jiggle |
Dark days, bright nights |
For that outside in the night, you know what Bubba’s life is like |
Bright nights, dark days |
For them broads that truly love me and hate to see me live this way |
Dark days, bright nights |
For when they say you can’t live, fuck 'em, do it just out of spite |
Bright nights, dark days |
For every person without a voice that got something they need to say |
See it’s imperative that you know, there’s a lot of folks that love Bubba |
Not cause of any rap I wrote, they see something above gutter |
Though, my pockets don’t reflect that |
It’s my vision, and they respect that |
Love comes in a form of a various drug, and I can’t neglect that |
So me and my folks get fucked up like six nights out of seven |
That’s the bright light of our lives |
Like God’s shinning light right out of Heaven |
But at the conclusion of every session |
I wish that Dark Day to expose |
The plight of my situation, no blow, no dough for big shows |
But still they see we this close from seeing the promise land |
So that leads to another bright night, when all of us is college grads |
Being loved by the moms and dads |
Which some of us wasn’t blessed with |
You think we all born with two lovin' parents and a treasure chest |
Shit, I was fortunate to be loved, by my paternal units |
I’m gonna make their son a winner, fuck how bad it’ll hurt I’m doing it |
Even if I was to ruin it |
Never with me and my heart part ways |
We developed too strong of a bond, turning bright nights into dark days |
Yeah it’s true, I also do get praise from the other side of the tracks |
You know, that dark days part of town, when they intentionally hide the blacks |
Ain’t got no reply to that, I said I’m sorry if I’m to blame |
I tried like hell to sooth your soul by planting the facts inside your brain |
I never once lied to the game, the acceptance of not one black dude |
It’s just Bubba that country fucker smoking swages and eating snack foods |
Now every time they ask you, «why you live the way you choose too?» |
Say cause Bubba set you right, the only one they loved, knew you |
That leaves you with no excuse to settle with what they offer |
He try to pay you the slave wagers, play that role, and tell 'em naw, sir |
I’ll probably won’t even fault you dismiss me as the demon |
It is true, I am not you, my skin’s the tone of piss and semen |
But if we fight this evening, I assure you, we’ll both bleed red |
And it’ll take your whole slum and all your guns to leave me dead |
Plus all that blood we shed what do nothin' but server their purpose |
So let’s unite these bright nights and dark days, then see who nervous |