Featuring La The Darkman]

Intro:

Word up!

yeah! La The Darkman youknowhatI'msayin'

word up! takin' you on this expedition tropicanty

word up! the underworld mission

youknowhatI'msayin'

revolution yo

check it out yo

Chorus:

The La's invincible

you thug cats i'ma stab on pricipal

better off dead workin' with a glass go ahead

you got star dream on a corner drinkin' gasoline

my man threw you up in a fiend no contest

Dunn i'm bless and knew a devil in a blue dress

Dunn i'm bless and you a devil in a blue dress

Verse One:

YouknowhatI'msayin', word up! La the Dark...

yo, this brilliant companion peace to the original

approach my slang and end up in critical condition

when I let my shell I ain't missin'

technician, you get stabbed back in position

I know that money bring bitches and bitches on to be trusted

some rappers sniff coke and others be gettin' dusted

city lights, a minute with new books to read

I feed my man lock down, my physicals and my seeds

I ain't got shit, while you rap niggas be playin' wigs

and you the Vegas in the ditch, makin' life cold switch

I'm invincible, you get dead before you start

my night for sharp, push raps spikes to your art

La fight dirty, I strike first I snatch it a purse

inside my verse, takin' to the edge of the earth

and throw you over, son you drunk I smack you sober

assassin, blastin' enough your range rover

Chorus

Verse Two:

triple darkness, yo, expedition

yo, i'm from a long weeded stick up

kids, coke and hustlers

gars for cars, strong arms, Tech dusters

the streets got me in a ocean deep

Khuan i'm leap, a bum told me life is cheap

my lyric's dancin', lamp and eatin' fish in a Wu mansion

apart place i'ma dance and only my wiz i'm romancin'

hostted all you chicken niggas get rosted

I read manuscrip in 97 whips hells is tosted

I say some my minute your Benz and get benit

my guns get more open than a enveloppe with money in it

where I live it's only crack, fiends and dirty jeans

shorties on the block with the platinum drug dream

everything in our seems I got bagged at 14

on a highway runin' guns outta New Orleans

it's La, what you think them niggas trimbellin' pink

stumblelin' you a cat to turn tough on a drink

keepin' you lifted remenisce on what Chris did

pull out the mac and shop for a cat in a scebelian

right in front of the buildin' with kids playin', Shelly's playin'

on the second floor Shelly mom's prayin'

got cough by a stray in a window in broad day

and she die, fucked up and had to be that way

it was a drunk nigga who done it

word up! youknowhatI'msayin', yo

Chorus

Outro:

Word up!

La Trapicanty, youknowhatI'msayin'

you kids better walk straight and masked that you high

youknowhatI'msayin' or you be the next to die

word up! sendin' hands to our live

YouknowhatI'msayin' word up!

triple darkness

supreme, word up!

power for my whole unit