Dark Day Road
    (专辑: To Thine Own Self Be True - 2016)
    
    [Slaine:]  Smoke 'em if you got 'em  The 
coka is back  See we ain't went nowhere anyways  I 
guess we under the 
underground  Fuck you motherfuckers   You say I 
lead a 
life that you would practically kill for  Crush it up and sniff it, if you could get it in pill form  'Cause even in my high, I'm starting to feel horns forming in my head  And this bed is getting real warm  Get behind the 
wheel, drive but the 
windshield gone  Tires of the 
Benz, wheels spin but the 
sin feels wrong  I've tried to stop but I 
ain't got the 
luxury  So I 
hide a 
Glock if somebody try to fuck with me  (It's pop!)  But this ain't no Madonna, Gaga, Michael Jackson  I've got a 
hyperactive, psychopathic type of passion  You can feel it in the 
air  They say that I'm an asshole, but I 
don't really care  I 
was at the 
rock bottom yesterday, it's best to say I 
scrapped  Obsessing over messages, the 
records playing back  In second grade they whispered by me just to say I'm cracked  When I 
heard 'em I 
would hurt 'em  It would escalate from that, Blah!   You know where we're owed  On this dark day road  Tempers stay hot and the 
hearts stay cold  Kids stay stuck to the 
blocks they know  Drugs so good they cannot say no  Know what you're owed  On the 
dark day road  Temper burn hot and your heart stay cold  Kids stay stuck to the 
blocks they know  Drugs so good they cannot say no   [ILL BILL:]  Dark visions, spark is the 
speak to God  Devil, this is speak your mind, mind your business  Creeped eyes, life has risen  Drive-by shooters wild riding in the 
hooptie lifting  Homicide shooters riot on you, fire superstition  Cock that, aim that, squeeze that  Shoot the 
steel  Cadillac Coupe DeVille  Wood grain on the 
grill  Cocaine in the 
pot  Baking soda, water hot  When the 
ice cubes drop, look at that  That's crack  Rap Prime Minister  Some say sinister  Spray up the 
courtroom, hit the 
jury and the 
witness  A 
barrel of crime  Crush head, crash with a 
bomb  Glass shatter in the 
car like they rang the 
alarm  I'm like alien grade heroin  They bang in they arm  Take me to the 
supreme leader then they crown me the 
God  Cult leader, I'm the 
peoples choice  Misunderstood is evil's voice  'Cause everything he touches he destroys   [Slaine:]  You know where we're owed  On this dark day road  Tempers stay hot and the 
hearts stay cold  Kids stay stuck to the 
blocks they know  Drugs so good they cannot say no  Know what you're owed  On the 
dark day road  Temper burn hot and your heart stay cold  Kids stay stuck to the 
blocks they know  Drugs so good they cannot say no   Drugs so good they cannot say no  We know what we're owed on this dark day road