[Chorus:]

Bitch I've got a dark side

Comes out when I rhyme

I rip apart lines

Never burnt out till I die

I've got a dark side

Comes out when I rhyme

I rip apart lines

Never burnt out till I die

[Verse 1:]

Take me as soft, thinking you peeps know me

Trust me, I'm really a wolf in sheep's clothing

Eat foes after I choke 'em like a constrictor

Then I'm gone in flash and I'm hoping they get the picture

His prescription must be low, get his Prozac filled

How bout I slap your bitch ass, how does the blowback feel?

I spit hot molten lava, bitch you know that's real

You don't solidify your namе then your toe tag will that's why I grind!

Call me a pussy but you arе what you eat

I ate your wife's last night, she probably caught a disease

Because my tongue's foul, I got cock like Kung Pao

If there's ink in the pen I'm writing songs till it runs out

You're strung out, my style's addicting, huh?

It's so dope that it's shutting down your kidneys, huh?

Tell the rap game I'm back, that bitch missed me, huh?

Roll a blunt, unscrew the 151

Let's do this shit!

[Chorus:]

Bitch I've got a dark side

It really shines when I spit

Fuck working part time

All hours I grind pen in grip

I've got a dark side

It really shines when I spit

Fuck working part time

All hours I grind pen in grip

[Verse 2:]

They tell me calm down, take a deep breath

You look tense, man, why you always seem stressed?

I need that paper so I'm bout to let it meet pen

These lines preposterous though, I should probably repent

I think a psyche ward is where I should be kept

I keep the corpses of rappers and deep freeze them

Come eat these words out my pencil, you fuckers, eat lead

I got an heir trigger on it, a deadly speed, spread

Words throughout, you just spreading word of mouth

Think I'm bout to serve you now because nothing really worth it flew out

Take a look at how Kurt do now, buried deep down in dirt, I'm too foul

You'd think my name was Jim (gym) bitch, 'cause I'm 'bout to burn you out

I got it locked like Dahmer's basement

I don't think my mind's right, the shit I've been contemplating

Decapitate you rappers then I wash your brainstem

Try to clean out the stupidity, then I'll chop your legs in two

[Outro:]

Damn, we ain't have to do 'em like that, did we?

Yeah we did! K-Odd-ik

Grind never stops

Let's go