Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Darkness, artist - Kings of the City. Album song Darkness, in the genre Альтернатива
Date of issue: 29.05.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Lonesome Dog
Song language: English
Darkness |
Who the fuck am I? |
Just an ant in a jungle |
Play from venomous snakes will intelligent makes |
I’ll represent |
Hide themselves from the Devil’s embrace but wait |
Mistakes are a human trait uh |
I’m too human mate, I snooze and wait |
But before I die I will choose my fate |
And I’ll choose to rest when I prove the test |
That’s inherit in my blood, hear it in my heart |
One must finish what they motherfuckin' start |
And part with nothin' but honour and pride |
King’s Of The City astonishing guys |
In a game of chess where they polish their rhymes |
No longer novice in time |
Cool out bottomless wines with orange and limes |
For the princess the promise is mine |
And I’m so high but I’m dealing with the lows |
Oh my, so silly with the flows |
Oh I will kill it for the rose |
No lie, I can feel it in my bones |
Hear it in my tones, see it from my dome |
And discard an annulment, palaver I’m known |
they were fatherless, home hard and alone |
Bar in a zones, half of your owns |
Of bastards, never blast fast with (So blow) |
Nevertheless I walk down the dutty sunsets’ll bust |
And buff and scuffin' up vests |
To the real OGs show love and respect and hold up your set |
I’m livin' in this full of cold men |
Swear I gotta stay busy smokin' |
Sorry darkness, my old friend but |
You seem to show no end |
Sorry darkness, his seed is conker |
Only the heartless mislead the hunted |
Tried your hardest to leave us stunted |
Oh we’re oceans in a fish tank |
Hello younger years how are you today |
Say goodbye to the silly and sky say hi to age |
I’m old before I’m young, I can’t control my tongue |
'Cause we’re oceans in a fish tank |
(Apologize) |
(To you darkness) |
Yo, never thought I can see through the darkness |
He impeded my sight, his belief was a light |
It’s the type that I needed to spark this |
So bright as I see you the smartest |
And your dreams grew the fastest |
Tried to find out where the quick route to your heart is |
But the difference between me and you |
You hope to break through when I mean to regardless |
See I can debut with the hardest |
Or I can be |
Fuck a review as a target |
The task is to draw girls 'til they see you as an artist |
'Cause the music’ll start shit |
But now I gotta prove to the vermin |
suits that determine the mood you depart with |
Choose what you turnin' and cruise to the charts with |
Aim high, tryna fuck the galaxy |
Say if I fall I land on a star |
Yeah, hopefully Hallie B |
Then I won’t give a fuck who you are |
If you’re ratin' a rhyme or hatin' debatin' |
Or takin' your time, I’m takin' what’s mine |
You’re sleepin' cool, I’m awakin' and man’s |
Creatin' a spine of a major design |
If I could rap I would stack |
Never could crack in a hood track with shook cats |
Never look back on my old life |
For trappin' is right |
In fact seein' the back of it’s so nice |
And I ain’t goin' back after no price |
Until we see wealth, no changin' |
And we can be stealth, no baitin' |
And creep next in a lane called best in the game |
'Cause we don’t need help no trainin' |
Kings |
Of The City |
Yeah, we self-proclaimin' |
(Ha, you’ll be gettin' the fuck off the throne) |
Sorry darkness, his seed is conker |
Only the heartless mislead the hunted |
Tried your hardest to leave us stunted |
Oh we’re oceans in a fish tank |
Hello younger years how are you today |
Say goodbye to the silly sky and say hi to age |
I’m old before I’m young, I can’t control my tongue |
'Cause we’re oceans in a fish tank |
Ay? |
fuckin' go mate? |
The darkness is with a spark spliff |
It’s K. Lash come to murder your |
Let’s take it back to the heart where you started |
This year I’m back on my grind |
Yeah, I’m back on my crucible |
Back on my grind |
Got rap on my mind |
Can’t stand with a knife |
I’m walkin', platin' the back of the line |
When I knew it to myself in the back of my mind that |
I’m a king of the city, yeah the city’s actually mine |
So do your research, you’ll factually find |
K. Lash has never been actually signed |
But I capture the mind, and I fracture the blind |
When the chapters are primed, when it comes to this king |
Can’t chat to me live |
Man chat tripe on a mic, get wrapped like the raptures arrive |
I’m apt to survive, it’s like a crypt in fact it’s fact in facts |
Everyday man casually die |
It’s such a tragedy like |
But things can change I swear |
Swear if we gradually tried |
And they’re still chasin' the flash and the hype |
Just for the cash and the white |
Them man are gas and a light |
Well I still spit with the passion to write |
But I’ma still do music regardless |
But I ain’t tryna lick no artist’s arses |
To get up where the charts is |
Fuck that, I’ll take my chances |
Aah |
Aah |