Artist: La the Darkman Album: Heist of the Century Song: Gun Rule [Intro] Yo, yo, yo Once, once again Know what I'm saying? [Chorus] Darkman stay on the street with a tool For these devil workers with gats and these ignorant fools Find yourself in the Hudson rocking cement shoes Middle East, Michigan, Grand Rap(ids), Gun Rule [La the Darkman] Me and my man contemplating on these future operations For night clubs two four shit packed like cases I'm nineteen paid young can only get better Got cheese in the war, trying to see enormous cheddar Fuck up Gucci sweaters, stay Wu-Wear, fly polo Pepe jeans, new boot kicks labelled in solo Rolled for dolo, killed from the east Me and Reef less then twenty hours sold four bricks a 100 G's Twenty-five a piece, straight in the mind that's what it's like Peace to my man Sed who got hit on New Jersey's turnpike I send a kite, wit a hundred in your money order Hol' it down in your cage see you back at headquarters Everything is fine, La blow spots like landmines Do the knowledge as I pick seven deadly signs From the glock that'll make city streets boom dock The industry is calling me like Cookie wit' rocks And I can't stop, cocoa plants grow in large crops Darkman East Coast hip hop, pad lock I'm determined to kill the mic like Jews in Germans' Shoot a shell through your chest and leave your rib-cage burnin' While you smiling I got forty-five to life on Rapper's Island 49507, what you dialling, fight faster twisting up deluxe Dutchmaster Enter my peninsula script, it might trash you With impact, of a two hundred pound weight Being chased by Wu-wolves with no way to escape Droolin' from the mouth, crush bones cause this is my house And I'm prejudice 'gainst NARC claimin like whiteys down South [Chorus] [La the Darkman] I'm hungry like 3 lions starving in a crack house With guns galore taking Jakes to war Don't challenge the sword from here to Vancouver I stand wit' this Lex Ruger stashed in the Cougar Going through you like needles from PHD's On Henny demon, drunken with 41 thieves, Crack fiends, drug dealers and killers flood the block DT's with binoculars surveillance to drop This crazy hot little Nookie got hit with a shot From a 4-4 caliber government glock in front of the shop Sublivalent to gun galleries I dedicate to Allah Show and prove I'm doing Gs trying to teach these 100 Gs If I hol' nines I freaked it, To getting all this money is a ancient Chinese secret Delinquent, lockin shit down like a precint I'm flippin' on you MCs for no fucking reason [Chorus] [Interlude] Yeah, You know what time it is Gun Rules, You know what I'm sayin'? Yo, Word Up, Yo, yo [La the Darkman] I spent about 20 Gs on weed as I proceed, to drug-deal my will to 100 Gs Stacking loot, known to catch blood on my boots Trapicante burner's blazing outta fifth hundred coupes So what you stupe?, I freeze nigga's lines to sub-zero Protect all devil killers like Robert Shapiro The La bring action packed heat like DeNiro I'm ancient in this rap shit king like a Pharoah A terror, terminate Schwarzenegger style Kill a man, and a woman, an MC and a child Shit is wild, I hold niggas hostage like Riker's Isle Gotta deceptive, murderous money gettin' smile I'm the judge while you on trial supreme, Killa Bee A serpent 'bout to bite the whole industry, motherfucker [Interlude] Darkman stay on the streets with a tool For these devil workers, gat slingers and ignorant fools Find yourself in the Hudson rocking cement shoes Middle East, Michigan, Grand Rap(ids), Gun Rule Gun rule, Gun rule [Chorus] [Outro] Triple Darkness Sing-sing
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