What happens when you combine the darkness with the light?



[Yungbuck]

I'm bringing pain like two bad nurses, and the pain from these here

motherfuckin verses ridiculous thirstses involving hearses

to the dirt shit first picks and use'n autos to work with

Slugs to the shirt shit (just to squirt shit)

A wicked hit with an expert kick

and burst 'til the earth split leave you hurt bitch

Show you how worser than worst get in the zone

See the vein when the pain repel

and then they closin the curtains bitch

(when adrenaline's pumpin')

I don't understand discussion, only hear certain shit

I'm a misunderstood nigga and I'm off my square high

Got me reversin clips and dispersin shit



[Twista]

What can I say to make you see how the fuck I feel

to make me wanna jump off of the edge

I'm charged off of suckers gettin shot up off the ledge

No pain, instead of 'caine I took a blunt off to the head

(so tell me what it said)

Retaliate with lethal repercussion

I feel the reefer rushin

to go into thangs, like it's a wicked stick

Took the Benadryl, hot like I'm fin' ta steal

to get the kickin shit

for niggaz and bitches that I kick it with

I was born to get you pumped up

it's like some lead bust cause I give motherfuckers a head rush

Then yo' head bust when you jumped up

Cause what I said must've got you geeked, my eyes red puffed

from smokin shit that niggaz hit on to die

Make me wanna slip the clip on the side

And if you act a bitch on the side, if we have to

then the whole Westside'll let the shit go on and ride

when the trigga bust



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That's your adrenaline rush

like when a motherfucker have to go pick up the pump

to make his opposition chest kick up and jump

when you lit up the gun to make your body get up and uhh

That's your adrenaline rush

like when a motherfucker have to go pick up the pump

to make a trigger pick up and dump

so turn the bass, kick up and bump

and let the rhythm hit off the trunk



[Twista]

pullin up and bailin out like we're carsick, I'm ready to start shit

start up buryin some heads like an ostrich

and unload the whole cartridge and throw the shells out the garbage

the hardest of motherfuckers could never achieve what I've accomplished

Yungbuck's my accomplice

Located his existance with my sixth sense like a compass

and starting on a journey established to stop this

rushin up the hearts of the niggaz to get em charged

what's the real reason?

All you haters try to murder me so now it's kill season

And even though I'm still bleedin

I'm comin after you cause I'm still breathin

And y'all can't trace me

I bury my victims in the wall like gacey too lyrical

and since its nipple my umbilical these flows is critical

This music is miracle like I'm biblical

Killin like I'm nuttier than buddy love

and still wouldn't leave a bloody glove and start the truck up

and speed the fuck up getaway smokin this blunt

Dump the adrenaline eruptin my viens I'm pumped up



[Yungbuck]

And I'm calibrated at 360 degrees

See that's 300 niggaz that gon die about 60 slugs to do this deed

(Psycho Drama) we too much for the industrialistic fuck

with this on the brink of fuckin up some shit

Dismantle deduct some shit

It's hard to imagine what niggaz got nerves to do

(what niggaz got nerves to do)

So I guess I'll just take that fuckin' nerve from you

then think what I'm on the verge to do

And I got the urge to ooh let semi close yo curtains fool

from killin the verses fool I be one of the worstest dude

(you the who?)

I'm the worstest workin about 9 millimeters above your surface

unleash these thangs then I defeat yo purpose bitch you hurtin



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