La The Darkman - Pain in Many Forms lyrics

[Intro: Bowtie] Yo, yo, check, check, haha, check Yo, the millennium is graced for a thousand years, baby Youknawhatimean? It's La the Darkman, skilthy rich July Six, on the hits, you knawmean? Tell these n***as, how the pain really go down out here in the streets Knawhatimean, La? It's a real situation, baby Check, check, yo [Chorus: Bowtie] I see pain in many forms, just to reach my peak Hustle in back of alley ways, watchin' for heat Cardier's, lens tinted, cuz the glows snow white sh**, blowin' like I never ever seen in my life [Bowtie] I got the burner on display, shirt open in the winter I feel good, sorta like the number one contender Two four-five bandit, plus them n***as wanna stick me I'm the son of a junkie, muthaf**as, come and get me I co*k the needle back, push overdose rhymes And china white times, fight it like a coke line And sniff it like a bloody hound and freeze the mic Crack beats like the pipe, light it up in the night While you n***as watch this miracle, right before your eyes One ounce of dope, made a lot of n***as ride A lot of a n***as died over b**hes wit lies I put 'em six feet under, on the Sixth of July [La the Darkman] I get drunk, smoke skunk, plus I pack a pump Be in clubs, Hennied out, smack sh** outta punk Thought I told ya'll b**hes, my style's vicious Cuttin' f*ggots in their face, give a hundred fifty stitches My n***as, roll Cadillac trucks, Ranges and sixes Always on the low, hoes like "f** dodgin' snitches" Hustlin', transportin' coke in ziplocks My flow dangerous, like when a pit lock Darkman, Montana, put a bullet through your bandana Jump in a whip, listen to jake on a scanner If they got a print, then I flee the state to Atlanta And the law gettin' high, smokin' dro, no bammer I'm poor, spit raw, more clothes than a mall Young big black n***a, grip the mack wit a claw [Chorus] [Kool G. Rap] Civilized, lookin' at grey skies, to make guys, wit spray in her eyes For them base pies, sprayin' they five Face the skies, let the eight rise, we weight wise and take lives Me and my aces live, so f** shapin' and size It's curtains and drapes for guys, I click can't wait to demise It's cakes that rise to mid-wives, states to Chi-Town Got it locked down, tearin' blocks down where we pop rounds My n***as laced this sh**, you wanna play tricks? And end up suspended in air with their face ripped Make my whole place ripped We yap up n***as like UFO's, inside of a spaceship Smacked up n***as, gunnin', ya holdin' 'til the safe lit It's basic, another cake lift, n***a, another 30,000 to break wit Bodies be on some bottom of the lake sh** To shake quick before the jakes hit 31 and ya filthy rich, n***a, the basics, spray shots like The Matrix [Chorus]