Tales From The Darkside Lyrics - Dmx

And now, the tale from the darkside... 

[dmx] 

Uh, I got to remind y'all niggas 

What the flow is all about 

Huh, it's about this 

Anywhere from forty-eight and up 

Straight, you feel me? 

Fifty fifty 

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Aiyyo, I gots to hear the beat so I can eat, ahight? 

If I can't live, you can't live, ain't nothin sweet 

Bitch ass niggas think it's all about versace 

A week later them niggas talkin about (yo, x got me) 

I thought he was my man, but he act like he ain't know me 

I knew he had the joint, but I didn't wanna make him show me 

That nigga be buggin, stickin cats up and random 

Doing his dirt and disappearin like the phantom 

Niggas can't stand him, but ask me if I care 

'cuz what I used to give a fuck about, just ain't there 

And ain't nothing fair, I knew this for a long time 

Thats why with ever wrong crime comes anotha strong rhyme 

And thats mo' time under the belt, you felt what I had 

And I shouldn't have even done it, thats what made this shit sad 

I'm doin' bad, but if I gots to feel it, you gots to feel it 

And if a nigga can't afford it, I gots to steal it 

And that's how real it, gets, when this shit [hits the fan] 

You still tryin to get the man, first catch up with the man 

Then we gon' see what'choo made of 

If your shit ain't pumpin kool-aid, what you afraid of? 

The monster under the bed, fill ya with four slugs to the head 

Or ya babies mother missin for a month, found dead 

Worms comin' from places you stuck ya dick in 

Maggots got the bitch coverered and the smells sick'nen 

Plastic don't hide the smell for too long, I do wrong 

And so I don't have nightmares I forget about it, move on 

Keep gettin my groove on, 'cuz that shit could fuck with'choo 

Keep dwellin on it, and it's gonna get stuck with you 

Niggas try their luck with you, 'cuz they smell ass 

And money if you pussy, I'm gonna be able to tell fast 

Some cop I'm about to smack across the face in this robbery 

I'm on a robbin spree, and ain't no stoppin me 

On this real, thats why a nigga stay writin 

'cuz kid this shit is real, what you think we play fightin 

You must of saw som'thin funny, or never saw som'thin bloody 

Or you don't know I'll bring it to your door 'cuz I'm cruddy 

Like puddy, when I hold you niggas, I mold you niggas 

I done told you niggas, that I been owed you niggas 

For that shit you did that you wasnt built for 

Shit I guess you didnt know you do get killed for 

I done filled niggas up with the extended clip 

Its like I blew this joint down with the extended rip 

Or that non-stop, when the bomb drops 

I'ma take it from where you at and then end up on ya moms block 

From here to comstock, niggas gettin bust wild 

? cell cagers last night from lock out just died? 

Ain't no where to hide, ain't no wear to run 

What more can they do to a man that ain't been done 

A mind is a terrible thing to waste 

Especially if it's all over the place, your mind all over his face 

How do brains taste, when they mixed with gun powder 

Semi to fully automatic makes the gun louder 

I got som'thin to fix pain when I kicks game 

'cuz i'ma float off more tracks than they sixth train 

You 'bout to get flamed, from ash to ashes to dirt 

You gon' go with the dough that your life was worth 

Motherfucker...