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Manswaag - Dark Side || VISION V || XL BEATS ||

Title : DARKSIDE Artist : ACE Music : XL BEATS Mixing & Mastering : SEMMI Directed by : VISION V Assisted by : PRATEEK DIMRI Editor/ Colorist : VISION V Follow Artists on Social Media : ACE   / manswaag11     / 11ace99   VISION V   / visionv_     / visualsbyvis.  . SEMMI   / semmionthebeat   PRETEEK DIMRI   / dimriprateek   XL BEATS https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCyuZ... LYRICHook Imma show you my dark side but holla I don't really got bright side that Shows up I'm about to grab shar knifes and Ola Am about to go pop eyes like x2 Verse A double O G Four double o N To trouble your scene With couple of friends Am up on those streets And up on those fence Can't step up on me Am devils old friend Forever low key Forever cold hands A better emcee A rebel oh damn Am treble so deep The level goes bam The head blows x3 I got that passionate flow Half of the time stealing half of the show Pad full of rhymes and my head full of jokes Staring at me bitch you wack ass a hoe Check as I go Bitch am black and so cold Rap is a whole spectacular show Crack cuz am rippin all the necks That I know dead nodding when am spittin tracks in a row You will never know when a motherfucker will come at you So fast hitting unfucked cunts With a cue Then I pass out drinking all the juice With a new crazy brutal ways of Labour abuse Ass in the booth Man am makin holes look like they too cool Man I give em dope advice like google And I take em over hyped then I shoot Mofucker Back when I wrote all the record and nobody checked on my dope I felt but I hoped i could rap like a goat But am trapped in a boat With the crap of my own I'll behead mic alone I'll be happy alone My capacity's known For blastin the thrown Am a craft Thats unknown Get back pussy cuz am a motherfucker who never wanna act Psychopath but i'll snap cuz its blackening so. (Hook) Straight outta matrix they call me reeves I was on a mission you were asleep I was in the kitchen cooking some heat Buried some bodies they're still underneath Magic johnson with a crazy stance I Never let em win Cuz I made me monster Flying all alone Like am amy johnson Shed em melodies When I crave for answers Aim for the moon but i loot every star Playin for my doon when I shoot every bar They get confused cuz my music is art Haters can do what they do but can not Nope Olopatadin up you ocy If you can't see ace Like am john c Killin on scene givin a a ay Yeah am haughty Yoi ain't homie you can hate me Yay Let em A B play my C D Let em see the great ay Cyclone whenever cyphers on Write a poem and kill the mic alone Microphone smellin like my cologne Psychos gone even more psycho huh Days are creepy and my nights are dawn Heart is glacier cuz I walk alone They start erasing when am writin down Was not so ready still I got the crown Art too shady Theres no light around Contemplating should I hide or pounce But a constant hate is why my life is Down But I never really wanna end up in a gutter with em motherfuckers who nevwr ready to take any step Many cray many crap Many take every breath wishin bad for people Carefully stab on the back then seek a Moment to reverse the name on you Did the shit and put the blame on you Motherfucker I promise i'll fuck you up Even if I gotta throw a fuckin plane at you cuz amma