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donnie darko - for better or worse lyrics

yo, sh-t change for the better or worse
you n-ggas mad that i’m cominin’ first, i’m like “f-ck you”
catch me on a track, imma murder the verse
it’s dead, so go ahead, put coffin in the hertz, look
i’m so nasty, i can’t be clean (let’s go)
got a hollow man flow and it can’t be seen (go hard)
n-ggas smokin’, chokin’, it’s can’t be green (why?)
maybe each born with it, i ain’t maybelline (d-mn)
and i’m ballin’ for the green like rondo
and you ain’t got the magic to stop me, pr-nto
fighting, quick like lighting, throw combos (yep)
i’m fresh and the blue jays came from toronto
we can street fight, i’m kim, you chun-li
cause the chapel only hold in twelve times three
you don’t wanna be hooked up to ivs
try me, i can get your life gone for 5 gees (real talk)
told y’all the old darko is back
thought i take a little brake, see if i could relax
then i started hearin’ all the bullsh-t on the track
i’m like d-mn, they give the definition of wack (they do)
i seen money on a table, every different labels
offers, sponsors, spots on cable
n-ggas that are hate you, send shots fatal
that’s why i tryna get the picture painted and no may go
game over, streets still colder
the price of your life ain’t worth more than a soda
you’re lookin’ at a soldier
i ain’t gonna slow down, old school, motown
this is how it go down
givin’ you the low down, more money to blow now
clips hold more rounds, my flow profound
i’m mayweather, you sugar shane, i’m more quicker
i’m way better, i cash checks, owin’ n-ggas
i don’t deal with gold diggers, chicks get no figures
i ain’t gotta trick, leave that to the broke n-ggas
and i’m back on my grind with h-lla rhymes
and the guns bust fast like my first time
this is more than music, it ain’t a hobby for me
cause my n-ggas are still ain’t catchin’ body for me
last shot, i’m in a clutch like robert horry
i’m goin’ in, compet-tion ain’t a problem for me
i ain’t a fan of that, you lookin’ at a man in fact
a boss that got floss and fellas crew handle that
you got beef, we use heat and dismantle that
i’m sick and the whip painted drip like candle wax
i got game, get brain in the quickie
on my d-ck, there’s a hickey, i ain’t even slipped a mickey
my chick bad, something like nikki
i ain’t picky and the b-tch keep it secret like vicky
and y’all want it with me, beef i end quickly, switfly
boys in the hood, they play ricky
i’m a motherf-cking rebel, on top of the game
on a whole ‘notha level, f-ck a watch and a chain
n-gga, i got vest now, wiser than the pop at the brain
i’m the best now, why you think they’re screamin’ my name
(darko-o-o-o-o)
and they don’t say roger that, they say “darko back”
k!llin’ tracks, savin’ rap, hip-hop, all of that
money over b-tches, they need to make a law for that
i’m rewritin’ history, my note books are utter fact

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