Maksim - Darker Side Of Me lyrics

(You see mystery, is an intellectual process But suspense, is essentially, an emotional process) To be quite f**ing honest with ya I had enough of all this sh** That makes me want to k** a man with my bare hands I'm tired of creative sh** Some will understand the rhymes Or some just can relate to it So if you tell me that's the case Just nod and blaze the rave for sh** Then bang your head to drum n ba** we know you love the flavors If you can't get down with the deeper darker side of me The funny dubstep where I can feed you like a hyper G Put me on the set I get their hands up high I see This ain't a hyper set so keep them side to side for me This is me explaining 'bout the pain is right inside of me The undescribable yet undeniable defiant That makes me less a be the M with every f**ing line I breathe So my brain is slowly plotting ways to stay away from weed Cuz this seems to be the only thing that's Keeping me from stripping in my grip from reality f** it if you mad at me I play it right into ya f**ing sick of sin I might say f** but I'm a tick k**a Kinda like I marry Lime Hart behind the moss I'm the pop landlord speaking like a f**ing a** But I'm smarter than that Feeding you some evil facts Bleeding your subconscious 'till you can't believe in fact That I found a way inside your mind and Now you're too affraid to find me You wouldn't shoot the devil in the back so don't try me I ain't leaving I've told you yet what's bothering my mind, see? I ain't commiting sh** for crimes of beating up guys Me I'm peacefull in the mind So why the f** do I keep breathing evil Into people when I rhyme? It's difficult for me stop Cuz people seems to like it lots so I just keep on spitting Evil sh** 'till I get writer's block So that my mind is shut And only time will tell How long it takes for me to break inside this f**ing hell So here I go again Bleeding up my f**ing sins one by one See? I'm dropping in and Each and every one's a problem Some of them my mind have sow But the bars majority will bleed me 'till my things are cold Please don't cut the apparatus Don't delay what's coming take us Deep and dark inside the mind and Then you might just find the time To look between the cracks then you'll find these five words Engraved in my cranium I start with the fake ones You know, that relate to him: Number one's gambling Number two's girls Cuz I don't know how to handle 'em How the f**ing brain works Is something that remains blurred Playing games girls that try to tame me but I ain't turned We've been swifting on to three That's the ghost beneath the beat Loved ones who past but remain on my memory Four's all the f**ing draw cuz me in truth found a score 'till I'm so f**ing leaned I can't hear what he says to me Five's all the f**ing jabs I've taken at my life Yeah it's all fun and games at one's stage 'till you take a life Luckily you weren't in that position But there are people who are not strong and might flip if you start to diss 'em And those are just five of my problems that ain't ninety nine Not to mention all the other sh** that's on my mind Feel on the suffering when I'm on the mic But when I'm sitting in the dark room sparking zoots Blud I'm here to bide a bit and make it seem reality Ain't quite a sweet As you thought it might be So f** the world Roll a fat L And take a cup o' Vicodin Now I'm high as a kite again Scribing with a writer's pen And this devil in my brain remains Keeping me from making change, so I've come f** the guy cuz I won't hide again Been hiding too long And I double Devil's strong when it steps in my mind And f** it blud I'm fighting him