The Dark Horse Twista (Ft. Tyme)

[Chorus: Tyme]
Did you forget about me?
How you gon' forget about me?
Should've bet it all on me
Now you wanna fuck with me

[Verse 1]
They wanna put a chink into Twista's armor
But I didn't even blink in that fiscal karma
I just be stuntin' on these niggas and ballin' on 'em
Tellin' 'em I'mma be forever young
Cause ain't no motherfuckin' artist alive fuckin' with me
You know it, they compare to none
I am a Dark Horse
Creatively comin' from a dark force
Closin' the unexpected turn of events as I commence to
Givin' you another definition of hardcore
Lord have mercy on the souls that competed with me
And didn't know what I was capable of
Let a nigga on the track and I attack and snatch a beat
And murder it, especially off of an eigth of the bud
Now recognizing me is an abomination
Speaking on the coldest and I'm not in the conversation
Overachiever, forever the underdog
I spit it but still omitted from every writer’s congregation
When I ain't on the list with the mic splitters
Every once in a while I do be quite bitter
The big 3D style about who quite iller
Dark Horse, Ray Allen, Mike Miller