Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Dark Road , by - Kool Keith. Song from the album Thee Undertakerz, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 31.12.2007
Record label: Indie Power
Song language: English
Dark Road |
| New Line Cinema, presents the Dark Road |
| Starring, Jean Claude Van Damme |
| With Wesley Snipes, Morgan Freeman, Kool Keith |
| Robin Williams, with special guests |
| No Name and Knobody, from Thee Undatakerz |
| Dark Road, coming February 22nd at a theater near you |
| I’m tired of rap, I don’t even like makin records no more |
| I quit, y’all don’t know, a long time ago |
| I’d rather hang in strip clubs in Detroit and Chicago |
| I hate lookin at rappers who freestyle |
| Walkin around the same block, they still gonna be there tomorrow |
| Battle back and forth, East South West and North |
| With 40 thousand records I don’t need to record no more |
| Two million or better, three on tour |
| Nothin to prove, live in the Bronx, y’all show me hardcore |
| Been around Europe, all over the United States |
| Jay-Z, Rakim, KRS, you ask Big Daddy Kane |
| I’m Artis Gilmore, block shots everybody comin down the middle lane |
| Promoters don’t call me no more |
| Gun toters will call you when I’m poor |
| Walk up to your Bentley, get out, everybody get on the floor |
| Whether actor or singer, you could be extra |
| And feel the tec-9 texture |
| With ups on skinny legs, baldhead like Patterson Projects |
| Nate Archibald, y’all think I’m Clyde Drexler |
| Walk up to your radio station with sawed-offs, speak with the Winchester |
| We about gainin, reignin |
| Puttin in pain in, tamin |
| Who’s rappin lame and, playin |
| We about gainin, reignin |
| Puttin in pain in, tamin |
| Who’s rappin lame and, playin |
| Now, let’s let the session, keep verbally manifestin |
| Ain’t no question, how many niggas we nut testin |
| Burn Krush Groove, wettest loop, don’t know why you mask too |
| Nobody and ain’t nobody comin with it so keep second guessin |
| 110 let the games begin |
| Another rhyme leave 'em all behind |
| Live on stage or any other time |
| You can not affect me |
| Messed you up when you found out that nobody was carin |
| Now feel me, kill 'em though, Ms. Ghetto Phenomenal |
| Bangin on those that oppose this |
| Vocally chose, who got the flows, can you handle those? |
| Bringin heat from the streets of S.C., that’s me |
| Niggas be tryin to see me, but they can’t get with me |
| Now what? |
| Well it’s the Mistress, blowin in like El Nino |
| Throwin blows to yo' cerebral |
| Ms. Kill 'Em Though, Ms. Ghetto Phenomenal |
| Bangin on those that oppose this |
| Vocally chose, who got the flows, can you handle those? |
| Bringin heat from the streets of S.C., that’s me |
| Niggas be tryin to see me, but they can’t get with me |
| Stop all the silly games, suck my gat if you hatin |
| I don’t care if you rich famous, I’ll still send you down to Satan |
| Breakin all public laws just to get my paws on a grip |
| I’m a dog from L.A. streets, but I still love runnin with crips |
| Runnin with clips, fully loaded, automatic, without no tips |
| Them hollow point silver bullets, that’ll bust yo' head if you trip |
| I’m on a West coast mission, we throw my set up in yo' face |
| Got a problem let me know right now and we can go settle it Ace |
| I move with Manny Green, B-Stro Brown, Thug Life Mopreme |
| Razor Blade, Major Seven, Mean Yo and Big Chachi |
| Future Free from the pen, we hit the streets like gorillas |
| Knuckles scrape across the concrete, we on the hunt to get mo' scrilla |
| With Thee Undatakerz, monster like Godzillas on the mic |
| You wanna see us, you might die, whether day or night |
| Now scatter the light, but we still come out when it’s dark |
| Vampires stalk the streets, alleys of L.A. to New York |
| (Central Park, what?) |