Tyme - The Dark Horse lyrics

[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 [Verse 1] 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***as and ballin' on 'em Tellin' 'em I'mma be forever young Cause ain't no motherf**in' artist alive f**in' with me You know it, 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 eigth of the bud Now recognizing me is an abomination Speaking on the coldest and I'm not in the conversation Overachiever, 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 3D style about who quite iller Dark Horse, Ray Allen, Mike Miller [Chorus] [Bridge: Tyme] I did it myself, my n***a Didn't need your help, my n***a Played the 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 [Verse 2] Can't forget about him, cause he stuntin' OG is how I'm now forever runnin 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'mma 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***as can't f** with me Style, it be ugly, 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'mma come gunnin', we conquer all obstacles And if it's possible, I'mma 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 forsaken 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 style of another phenomenal that'll be turnin' up the Party when he diss you, it'll probably be an issue If you think I'mma let you forget about the way I can throw flames on 'em Trinidad, All Gold Everything on 'em Pull a Juelz and go all c**aine on 'em [Chorus] [Bridge]