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letra de dark side - bny

verse 1 – enkore the artist

we up on the dark side of the moon
where the sun don’t shine & the sky ain’t blue
many a dreams are tried & persued
but none take the cake ’cause they try but they lose
i don’t wanna be about that
you can never doubt that
but mark my words ’till the day that i die i will stay here and ride with the crew through the cycled abuse
the village bike that i f-cked last week
told me how her dad bashed her mum
while he was drunk last week
just last week had a house ran through with a pump for some junk last week
what the f-ck
where am i at?
see my reflection it’s staring me back
tellin’ me that i ain’t made for this sh-t
but this sh-t’s in my viens so yo where are we at now?
i’m escaping the sh-t
gotta be honest brudda i can’t wait till i dip
any longer gettin’ stuck up on the train with a blade for a stick i might go crazy and sh-t
and they wonder why your head get’s stuck
till our death-bed come it’s a dead-set, hustle
so all we did is fed our lungs till we dead our worries in the next sesh
f-ck ’em
f-ck ’em all they talking sh-t
behind my back they smear the name
then up into my face they hear the flame
then they wanna try show support with it
hault my motivation? then get done
wanted everything since i was young
saw my dad struggle all for none
disrespected like a punk
f-ck that
where the funds at
where the goons & the guns at
where’s ya mums flat
where’s ya boy talking all that sh-t
if he got b-lls tell him say it to my face
when i rock up with a pump
where the c-nts eatin’ lunch at
havin’ scarface dreams
feel like i ain’t myself
but that’s a half-way scheme
’cause if i thought about it i could do it aswell
and that’s what’s scaring me the most
i hurt the ones who care for me the most
build a wall for my emotions ’cause the ones
who said that they were there for me were ghost
f-ck em
tried gettin’ love from my mother
f-ck her
who ditch their kids after supper?
a sucker
heartless c-nt, wish my dad busted half a nut
so i wouldn’t have to love her

verse 2 – swxft

yeah my life been crazy
i made a couple enemies before i was eighteen
they see me making moves, they don’t like me or rate me
but i don’t give a f-ck about who likes me or hates me
’cause i do my thing when i jump in the booth
i get drunk and i write what i like
i don’t write this for you
i write sh-t for me, ’cause a mics therapeutic
i use it to try and improve
i put a verse together it helps
i don’t talk about what’s going on, it hurts when i tell
when i die come and find me, i’ll be burning in h-ll
committing suicide if i don’t see my verse on the shelves
’cause i know i put the effort in
i’m sick of going nowhere, it’s no fair
i want success to be definite
i want the life that i’ll never live
i want the finest expensive sh-t
i want the time that i’ve wasted back
i want my rhymes to be played when you laying back
i want you vibin’ to my sh-t, i want you to rate the tracks
i keep replaying back, all of the tracks that i’ve made
’cause i think that the tracks that i’ve made are whack
so the f-ck do you make of that?
i been doing this for three years straight
i can tell i’ve progressed but i think it’s basic
i hate it, i wanna be the best me i can
i wanna say my city is the best city man
but it ain’t, there’s too many feigns injecting a gram
there’s a time i thought the ice epidemic was a scare
but it’s happening now to the best of ’em man
and i hate it
i can’t give ’em help they won’t take it
they’d rather get munted and f-ck up their brains then
do something good for their city and change it
it’s f-cked up
these people were good c-nts and now they’re all drug f-cked
probably do tick ups, they say that they give up but then go puff, puff
now i don’t know who they are, what the f-cks up?
it’s like they can’t keep straight
they hit me up and ask me, ” ay are you chasing? ”
but i’m like, ” nah g thanks ”
i don’t really wanna chill with some shard feign mates
i just wanna make music
yeah
i just wanna make music
i swear to god that
i just wanna make music
forever
i just wanna make music

verse 3 – bny

growing up, never had no dreams
twenty years old and never owned nothing
‘scept, couple raps on a cracked iphone
lord only knows how i pay for this home i’m in
but now i’m honing in on this craft
we start to forget my past
all you in cl-ss always held back a laugh
when i said i could rap, now they sending me hearts
out the lockyer valley, represent
she don’t like the fact i got ahead
laidley on my back, i need the rest
alcohol is chasing down the meds
the sort of guys the girls all like to block
the type to lie and hide away from cops
i don’t like this life, we need to stop
we don’t wanna see another box
man i hate myself, but i don’t know why
look in the mirror and hate my disguise
this isn’t me, i refuse to believe that i can’t be okay
so i’ll wait for my time
look to the sky when i don’t feel alive
the light off the stars is a reason to strive
cause imma be one of ’em, under disguise
you’ll see me in public and won’t know i rhyme
i’m out of my mind
i still don’t know why, you all wanna whine
when i rather not write
this isn’t normal for me to inspire
im usually quiet
look at the way we pretend
that we all want to be friends
i don’t trust no one, except
the people around me, my team is the best
you should invest
drop some money on me, i got some debt
think i need a loan or somewhere to vent
think of making music, stuck in my bed
depression got me thinking i should be dead
now they look at me they say i’m the best
every thing i’m planning now looking blessed
i’m the one with weight to get off my chest
need to find a way to get out my head
im the one they say is looking depressed
but they never ever looking to check
if the noose is there surrounding my neck
they just wanna see me stacking the cheques
cause i rap good
they don’t ever have my back, they not that good
they don’t ever really care bout the zack, who attacks
himself in the mirror, cause he don’t really rap that good
f-ck it, i’m out

i just wanna make music x 4

- bny

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