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k-odd-ik - dark side lyrics

[chorus:]
b+tch i’ve got a dark side
comes out when i rhyme
i rip apart lines
never burnt out till i die
i’ve got a dark side
comes out when i rhyme
i rip apart lines
never burnt out till i die

[verse 1:]
take me as soft, thinking you peeps know me
trust me, i’m really a wolf in sheep’s clothing
eat foes after i choke ’em like a constrictor
then i’m gone in flash and i’m hoping they get the picture
his prescription must be low, get his prozac filled
how bout i slap your b+tch ass, how does the blowback feel?
i spit hot molten lava, b+tch you know that’s real
you don’t solidify your namе then your toe tag will that’s why i grind!
call me a p+ssy but you arе what you eat
i ate your wife’s last night, she probably caught a disease
because my tongue’s foul, i got c+ck like kung pao
if there’s ink in the pen i’m writing songs till it runs out
you’re strung out, my style’s addicting, huh?
it’s so dope that it’s shutting down your kidneys, huh?
tell the rap game i’m back, that b+tch missed me, huh?
roll a blunt, unscrew the 151
let’s do this sh+t!
[chorus:]
b+tch i’ve got a dark side
it really shines when i spit
f+ck working part time
all hours i grind pen in grip
i’ve got a dark side
it really shines when i spit
f+ck working part time
all hours i grind pen in grip

[verse 2:]
they tell me calm down, take a deep breath
you look tense, man, why you always seem stressed?
i need that paper so i’m bout to let it meet pen
these lines preposterous though, i should probably repent
i think a psyche ward is where i should be kept
i keep the corpses of rappers and deep freeze them
come eat these words out my pencil, you f+ckers, eat lead
i got an heir trigger on it, a deadly speed, spread
words throughout, you just spreading word of mouth
think i’m bout to serve you now because nothing really worth it flew out
take a look at how kurt do now, buried deep down in dirt, i’m too foul
you’d think my name was jim (gym) b+tch, ’cause i’m ’bout to burn you out
i got it locked like dahmer’s bas+m+nt
i don’t think my mind’s right, the sh+t i’ve been contemplating
decapitate you rappers then i wash your brainstem
try to clean out the stupidity, then i’ll chop your legs in two
[outro:]
d+mn, we ain’t have to do ’em like that, did we?
yeah we did! k+odd+ik
grind never stops
let’s go

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