Darkside King Gordy
"Darkside" by King Gordy, released in 2005, is a #HipHop track that explores themes of inner turmoil, darkness, and the struggles of life. The lyrics delve into personal demons and societal issues, using vivid imagery to convey pain and resilience. Unique elements include gritty beats and intense delivery, reflecting the raw emotional weight of the message. The song resonates within underground hip-hop culture, highlighting the genre's capacity for storytelling and authenticity.
[Intro]
Hahahaha, Luke
The Jedi is full of fucking pussies
Why do you praise them?
I am your father, join the Dark Side
[Verse 1]
Sick minded, you've been blinded
Looking for a style like mine you can't find it
[?] buried five miles inside of the highest mountain
You gotta hike and climb it
But what about the climate
It's zero and below
No here or a go, run up fear up his nose
And his ears getting froze
I am fierce with the flow
Watch it pierce through your soul
Black beard with a go
Two devils hair cutting off a stair
Get your head bust
Imma flare up blood, heavy wear
Tear up the place though
Every chair here with my bare nuts hanging out
Ain't no fucking way you gon' make it out
Take 'em out, hit them with a blade, cut a baby out
Lay 'em out, stick them in a grave then maybe I'll
Dig 'em back up
Put my dick up in the baby's mouth
Open up his legs then I ate it out, psycho
Like the disciple of Michael and Armand
[?] your wife sold this morning, you're boring
Tonight Imma slice up your corpses
Falling, nice inside your endorphins
It's in your brain now
I'll take your face off the frame
Put a tape around it
Making my face escape off the place
Find a safe place to break down, take down
Anybody who's not the same race
Hahahaha, Luke
The Jedi is full of fucking pussies
Why do you praise them?
I am your father, join the Dark Side
[Verse 1]
Sick minded, you've been blinded
Looking for a style like mine you can't find it
[?] buried five miles inside of the highest mountain
You gotta hike and climb it
But what about the climate
It's zero and below
No here or a go, run up fear up his nose
And his ears getting froze
I am fierce with the flow
Watch it pierce through your soul
Black beard with a go
Two devils hair cutting off a stair
Get your head bust
Imma flare up blood, heavy wear
Tear up the place though
Every chair here with my bare nuts hanging out
Ain't no fucking way you gon' make it out
Take 'em out, hit them with a blade, cut a baby out
Lay 'em out, stick them in a grave then maybe I'll
Dig 'em back up
Put my dick up in the baby's mouth
Open up his legs then I ate it out, psycho
Like the disciple of Michael and Armand
[?] your wife sold this morning, you're boring
Tonight Imma slice up your corpses
Falling, nice inside your endorphins
It's in your brain now
I'll take your face off the frame
Put a tape around it
Making my face escape off the place
Find a safe place to break down, take down
Anybody who's not the same race
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