Twista - The Dark Horse lyrics

(feat. Tyme) The dark horse (d-d-dark horse) A little-known competitor, that emerges to win or succeed although their victory is unexpected or unlikely For example [Tyme:] Did you forget about me?! How you gon' forget about me?! Should've bet it all on me! Now you wanna f** with me [Twista:] ...They wanna put a chink into Twista's armor ...But I didn't even blink in that fiscal karma I just be stuntin on these n***az and ballin on them Tellin them I'ma be forever young Cause ain't no motherf**in artist alive f**in with me and knowin they compare to none I am a (Dark Horse) Creatively comin from a dark force Closin the unexpected turn of events as I commence to givin you another definition of hardcore Lord have mercy on the souls that competed with me and didn't know what I was capable of Let a n***a on the track and I attack and snatch a beat and murder it especially off of an eighth of the bud Now recognizin me is an abomination Speakin on the coldest and I'm not in the conversation Over-achiever, forever the underdog I spit it but still omitted from every writer's congregation When I ain't on the list with the mic splitters Every once in a while I do be quite bitter The big three be stylin, but who quite iller Dark Horse, Ray Allen, Mike Miller [Chorus: Tyme] Did you forget about me?! How you gon' forget about me?! Should've bet it all on me! Now you wanna f** with me I did it myself my n***a, didn't need your help my n***a Played the cards I was dealt my n***a Now I got the belt my n***a And they screamin out "That's my n***a" Did you forget about me?! Now you wanna f** with me [Twista:] Can't forget about him cause he's stuntin O.G. is son, I forever run it with a pocket full of hundreds Spit it how I get it and they want it cause I flaunt it because I get to the money If I get to that honey I'ma have 'em all hatin on me Screamin out "That n***a just don't stop" Intricate part of my style is the way I swag on 'em when I'm goin so fast and still it be so hard And when I do I know these n***az can't f** with me, style it be ug-ly They don't want none of me, and if we do get into it it's gonna be just some sh** that's in front of me, I'ma come gunnin, we conquer all obstacles, and if it's possible I'ma get money, we welcome haters and challengers, fakers not down with us Takin our sound from us, we can get it on if they want a rhyme from us and I be takin 'em out of the faith of a doubter The face of a coward who's bravery's mistaken for power and then I see if he learned his lesson, not to bully the lil' one cause he don't want it Probably get the pistol off a molly that'll hit you A one that'll come with a side of another phenomenal that'll be turnin up the party when he diss you, it'll probably be an issue If you think I'ma let you forget about the way I can throw flames on 'em Trinidad, +All Gold Everythang+ on 'em Pull a Juelz and go all +Cocaine+ on 'em And that [Chorus]