Song | The Darkside |
Artist | Us3 |
Album | Hand On The Torch |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Kelly, Mizell, Simpson ... | |
Come take a trip through the eye of a black man | |
Lookin' out at life like he really doesn't give a damn | |
Feel the hate and anger of a punk gang banger | |
Mad gun slinger, better yet a worthless nigga | |
See the ills of life for what they are | |
Feel yourself pitched back from the world real far | |
Life is grimmer than it ever was | |
As your blood simmers you feel your brain buzz | |
People look at you like you're up to somethin' | |
You look right back like it ain't nuthin' | |
Ya don't give a fuck, life is a dream | |
If you die tomorrow then you won't be a fiend for the green any more | |
'Cos that's what keeps ya tickin' | |
And that's what keeps ya stickin' if not for that ya might be chillin' | |
You live in a hell-hole, you wanna get out | |
But the only thing you're seein' is doubt | |
On the darkside | |
As you walk down the street your mind is in a frenzy | |
You look out at the world like everybody's your enemy | |
'Cos where you come from a friendly face is a bad sign | |
That person's even not evil just fuckin' with your mind | |
So as you walk along you frown your face | |
Steppin' with the ghetto strut at a rhythmic pace | |
On a mission to nowhere, yet your walk determined | |
The devil's got your soul and your heart is burnin' | |
You couldn't give a damn about another man's life | |
That's how it is, you're livin' trife | |
You've seen enough blood spilt to fill up the Hudson | |
So the "peace dude" shit ain't sayin' nothin' | |
'Cos you couldn't give a damn if your own mama died | |
But if you had a child, then you would cry | |
It's like the 3 9's flipped to the 666 | |
All praise is due to the upside down crucifix | |
The darkside | |
A day comes when you see the light | |
Your thoughts become clear and you're feelin' bright | |
You're happy like a kid again, it must be a dream | |
Is it a dream? So real it seems | |
You're on top of the world and you've reached the other side | |
Floatin' through the sky on the clouds you ride | |
You thought you'd escaped but it didn't last | |
'Cos now you're addicted to the sleepin' gas | |
On the darkside |
zuo ci : Kelly, Mizell, Simpson ... | |
Come take a trip through the eye of a black man | |
Lookin' out at life like he really doesn' t give a damn | |
Feel the hate and anger of a punk gang banger | |
Mad gun slinger, better yet a worthless nigga | |
See the ills of life for what they are | |
Feel yourself pitched back from the world real far | |
Life is grimmer than it ever was | |
As your blood simmers you feel your brain buzz | |
People look at you like you' re up to somethin' | |
You look right back like it ain' t nuthin' | |
Ya don' t give a fuck, life is a dream | |
If you die tomorrow then you won' t be a fiend for the green any more | |
' Cos that' s what keeps ya tickin' | |
And that' s what keeps ya stickin' if not for that ya might be chillin' | |
You live in a hellhole, you wanna get out | |
But the only thing you' re seein' is doubt | |
On the darkside | |
As you walk down the street your mind is in a frenzy | |
You look out at the world like everybody' s your enemy | |
' Cos where you come from a friendly face is a bad sign | |
That person' s even not evil just fuckin' with your mind | |
So as you walk along you frown your face | |
Steppin' with the ghetto strut at a rhythmic pace | |
On a mission to nowhere, yet your walk determined | |
The devil' s got your soul and your heart is burnin' | |
You couldn' t give a damn about another man' s life | |
That' s how it is, you' re livin' trife | |
You' ve seen enough blood spilt to fill up the Hudson | |
So the " peace dude" shit ain' t sayin' nothin' | |
' Cos you couldn' t give a damn if your own mama died | |
But if you had a child, then you would cry | |
It' s like the 3 9' s flipped to the 666 | |
All praise is due to the upside down crucifix | |
The darkside | |
A day comes when you see the light | |
Your thoughts become clear and you' re feelin' bright | |
You' re happy like a kid again, it must be a dream | |
Is it a dream? So real it seems | |
You' re on top of the world and you' ve reached the other side | |
Floatin' through the sky on the clouds you ride | |
You thought you' d escaped but it didn' t last | |
' Cos now you' re addicted to the sleepin' gas | |
On the darkside |
zuò cí : Kelly, Mizell, Simpson ... | |
Come take a trip through the eye of a black man | |
Lookin' out at life like he really doesn' t give a damn | |
Feel the hate and anger of a punk gang banger | |
Mad gun slinger, better yet a worthless nigga | |
See the ills of life for what they are | |
Feel yourself pitched back from the world real far | |
Life is grimmer than it ever was | |
As your blood simmers you feel your brain buzz | |
People look at you like you' re up to somethin' | |
You look right back like it ain' t nuthin' | |
Ya don' t give a fuck, life is a dream | |
If you die tomorrow then you won' t be a fiend for the green any more | |
' Cos that' s what keeps ya tickin' | |
And that' s what keeps ya stickin' if not for that ya might be chillin' | |
You live in a hellhole, you wanna get out | |
But the only thing you' re seein' is doubt | |
On the darkside | |
As you walk down the street your mind is in a frenzy | |
You look out at the world like everybody' s your enemy | |
' Cos where you come from a friendly face is a bad sign | |
That person' s even not evil just fuckin' with your mind | |
So as you walk along you frown your face | |
Steppin' with the ghetto strut at a rhythmic pace | |
On a mission to nowhere, yet your walk determined | |
The devil' s got your soul and your heart is burnin' | |
You couldn' t give a damn about another man' s life | |
That' s how it is, you' re livin' trife | |
You' ve seen enough blood spilt to fill up the Hudson | |
So the " peace dude" shit ain' t sayin' nothin' | |
' Cos you couldn' t give a damn if your own mama died | |
But if you had a child, then you would cry | |
It' s like the 3 9' s flipped to the 666 | |
All praise is due to the upside down crucifix | |
The darkside | |
A day comes when you see the light | |
Your thoughts become clear and you' re feelin' bright | |
You' re happy like a kid again, it must be a dream | |
Is it a dream? So real it seems | |
You' re on top of the world and you' ve reached the other side | |
Floatin' through the sky on the clouds you ride | |
You thought you' d escaped but it didn' t last | |
' Cos now you' re addicted to the sleepin' gas | |
On the darkside |