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LA the Darkman - Element of Surprise lyrics
featuring Masta Killa U God [La the Darkman] Bear witness to the god young thugs don't live long Life is a game of chess ( you play the pawn) knowledge I born Walk a righteous path you can never go wrong Yo east New York gon ?skin connectin me? this kid live next to me Manifests ecstacy to specialize in treachery Subliminal wanted to be nuttin but a criminal Wit braids and doo-loo dropped out the eight grade Tradin rocks, mad obsessed wit guns, was infected Should of came amongst gods, could of been resurrected He expected to live long, holdin the glock Never opened up his lessons, never took us alive Robbed a liquor store, the old man knew him since four Still slapped him wit the toast, and son emptied the cash drawer Watchin news flicks, what the kid did, gettin famous Found the owner in the back of the store, left brainless The stainless was found, in the sewer three blocks down The DE's flashed his picture around the Polo Grounds Kicked his grandmother door down, wit a search warrant Hand cuffed him in his boxers, tipped off by an informer He was sentenced to thirty-two, quite quality Allah rules, he should of listened to his jewels Chorus 2x [La the Darkman and Masta Killa] Young thugs don't live long Life is a game of chess, and you playin a pawn I be king, listen to the knowledge I born Walk a righteous path, and you can never go wrong (word up) [Masta Killa] This be the dance of the drunken, niggas found slunken Over the stand room and one to his head black All those he drove his next destination of home Suddenly sniped from civilization Reality starts to set in, his last thoughts Flashin back to where it all begun A shorty who slum for a militant soldier Who made his bones by holdin down the corner Never turned snitch even though he was pinched by the Feds He held his weight and did a bid A two to six, as he sinned from his cell wit a vengence He held in his heart like a icepick Physically, he's cut the fuck up Tryin to maintain but his head is fucked up To learn, the word on the streets confirmed Of the sickness, murderin a family member that turn Informant, he shot this enormous in silence Who broke it, this lead to bloodshed and violence [U-God] This chick Iris out in Queens had a cocaine Lexus Dime sexes, she rock a leather G necklace Building reckless, Queen kingpin deathwish Hit women that'll fuck you and return them ya essence This evil widow, she pulled a fo'-fo' out the pillow Wit a silencer, la costra nostra cats, they admired her They hide a force sting to hit the North Region king of teamster Head C.E.O. of, a major ring but one thing Lead to another, a leaf, new recover She got side-swiped, tied up, he buck fifty cutter He shot her both knees then, dumper her in the gutter It was gorry, the top nigga tortured her for glory But, he let her live so she could about this story |
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