Ransom, Rome Streetz - Dark Love lyrics

"I'm sayin' what the fuck?"
"Take a deep breath, man, I mean take a long
Deep breath Knowing that if
You pull the shot, we at war
I mean you ain't gotta pay no
Price of buying no corners"
"Since when do we buy
Corners? We take corners"
"Yeah I ain't no suit
No businessman like you
I'm just a gangster I suppose"

Check i scored sixty in the game
But I skipped the practice i was in the weed
Spot, countin' pink fifties
Flickin' ashes feel like I was made for the
Mic like old Pippen passes
Had to go through life and learn
My lessons although shit was savage
Every skeleton in my closet
I got pics to match it


Blood bottom, kicks and ratchets
Low jackets with the patches
You niggas out there of a different fabric
It's plastic my old A raps is pissin'
All over your last shit
And your new shit too
I served it to 'em loose hand to hand
Gave the cutting tool crystals
And them tissues
This dope you gettin' from me too
Easy for you to misuse
Still I take your money
Safe trip is what I wish you
No doubt about it
That blouse I make your spouse come up out it
She slide me the mouth and a couple thousand
I'm out for a money pile big as Yao Ming
You niggas been lackin' style
None of you clowns can fuck with our thing
Went from dancing with the devil
Knee deep in the game
Writing all of my passion and
Pain to critically acclaimed name
This shit and a bag of dope
You take it in the same vein
Easy to get the dough
Takes discipline to maintain
Light the weed up and burn a
Benji with the same flame
You artists all a part of my target
Die when I take aim
My mind's like a diamond
It shine like Babie's bling-bling
Free my niggas on the yard, hold the sword
Then sing-sing
Bow, kiss the king's ring, pay the homage
You novice wonder why them
Other rhymers is garbage
I made it out of the darkness
With the glow that was sponsored by narcotics
Wish I would've used all of
My smarts for college
You niggas ass backwards tryna understand
First start with knowledge
I rip apart all of you marks for dollars

Ain't no explainin' my rhythm
He can't explain how I did him
Sayin' my name is a given
Can't see the pain 'cause it's hidden
Never had love for the weak
They only see danger in livin'
I put these drugs on these streets
They put the 'caine in they system
Foes see to cut up my teeth
But still not obtaining my wisdom
I don't' see nothin' but grief
The shit puttin' pain in my vision
I don't want nothin' but peace
But still I remain in this prison
Always gon' land on my feet
I pivot and change my position
And if we want you deceased
We ain't gon' change our decision
Niggas will plan for defeat
'cause they ain't gon' train
For the mission
I did my thing in the kitchen
Slang till it came to fruition
You'll do the same if you listen
'cause we got the same inhibitions
And if this came to attrition
I'll blow your brains with the Smith-en
They'll find your frame when they fishin'
I am insane with these writtens
My shit remains a religion
Whether you raised as a Christian
Baptist or atheist livin'
I'm not a slave to your fiction
I've seen the marks of the beast
While walkin' the darkest of streets
It's why we don't talk to police
'cause power's a painless addiction
Now could you name a musician
Willing to change the conditions
I'll break the law for my peace
Y'all niggas just came for submission
I never pray for permission
Drive that'll break the ignition
See through the heart of a priest
I think you should brace for collision