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letra de dark days - bill waves & m. stacks

[intro]

[verse]
me and m stacks go back to the same school bus
i had a walkman and scratched cd, it was in utero
in shaker heights, with spiked hair and ball chain over my hoodie
moved to pittsburgh, fast forward five years, ridin’ through oakland
me and drew bumpin’ jeezy outside of another funeral, all black down to our air forces
back in the southside
i was still green as a blade of grass, p-ssy
i admit i said “f-ck the browns” back when the steelers won the super bowl
but let’s not get off track, only god knows the recipe to my blood
trace it to the bronx
i don’t know where i’ll be in the future, but i won’t stop til i’m top dog
i promise you’re not calm
wеlcome to my studio
where i didn’t havе sh-t to lose, so i said f-ck it might as well rap, and never looked back
i’m followed by the devil, don’t get it confused
i practice principles, but my mind is farther gone than a f-ckin’ ufo
the lost child, started listenin’ to children of the corn, and got a little bit delusional
i haven’t been right in the head, i started losing my mind at twelve years old
it’s the yellow ghost
i knew if i don’t do something my mom would have to watch my funeral
and after surviving a brain aneurysm how could i expect her to be that strong?
i’m one of the most unusual people you’ll ever know
i thought that’s somethin’ you should know
my thoughts are somethin’ you should see
what i wrote is somethin’ you could visualize on a screen
i’m tryna give you the picture myself without a b-tch ass label
i’m as independent as they come, this is the real thing
your whole image was built by a team
i tell stories that’ll leave a chill in your bones, you’ll never again see me the same way
i felt adrenaline in my veins at a early age
if you’re from a different side of pittsburgh, welcome to the east
welcome to my pain, welcome to my dreams
i’m seldom seen in my cage like a snake tryna sleep
the pig flashed his light over the pills i wrapped nicely in cellophane
but it blended in and he didn’t see
then i blended into the night to feel my heart pump in the alleyways
like a reebok tongue
the cos used to search for pills under my tongue and cheek
it’s the real life walkin’ dead when that fentanyl hits your vein
made me sick watchin’ a fiend trip on methamphetamine for days
god please save us, meditation is all i need

- bill waves m stacks

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