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letra de welcome to the dark side - dark side poet

verse 1:
welcome to the dark side, your own personal h-ll
where i wanna k!ll emcees & everybody else as well
the only guidance that i ever got was from under my bed up in the middle of the night from the mouth of a wicked clown’s head
and that explains it all, like grade 5
when i utilized a lotus cross & had my bullies crucified
ya messing with sporadic & psychopathic anomalies
a manic -ss-ssin under the carnival’s monopoly
welcome to the house before the cemetery
tenants are me, v, ghostface; villainous, very
ready with the verbal of weaponry for the rats
hip to picking & spitting at those that rep’ the axe
i never knew that my future could be like this
when i was just a child i didn’t believe in bliss
then six years ago i discovered a new cl1ck
now i’m running with a hatchet, a hatchet & the hardest d-ck

verse 2:
welcome to the mentality of a child of the d-mned
mentality of a renegade without a father’s master plan
spitting; the belly of the beast up in the southeast
hungry like the fallen at a day of the dead feast
welcome to the reality of insanity; clarity it holds
for this down-forever 23 year old
down with the clown a& twiztid serial k!llaz
down with the power the carnival brings its illest
down with a smile & middle fingers on high
see me rapping in acid rain due to fire in the sky
and i don’t give a f-ck what these arrogant fools say
i’m a rebel with a cause & the force to bring on judgement day
that ain’t a dis’, it’s a stone-cold fact
‘cos i’m bigger than that & i’m bigger than just rap
i’m phat with a “ph”; psychopathic’s my science
the underground is my lab and the juggalos are my clients

and it goes like this
like this, ah!

verse 3:
3, 2, 1, here i come, beat banging to make ya numb
as i roll through ya hood looking to redrum
dummies in crash tests, a smashed breast, a f-ck less
i could give while miles are set alight; it’s a process
rolling with the homies residing outta society
ya know me, if it ain’t for notoriety
it is for nothing & i ain’t bleeding for that
so i’m popping balloon heads like muphin; see me wind it back
the axe bloodletting to let bendigo know
it’s been going down in this town since dsp’s first show
f-ck the haters; i put it to both sides
like crossfaders then throw it up & down like carnival rides
don’t sleep; the clowns are here to creep
and eat ya b-tch’s cotton candy if ya so much as blink at a freak
it’s central victoria’s glorious morbid slaughterer
don’t look at dsp like that; this was ya mother f-cking order!

- dark side poet

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