Artist: Twista f/ Dawreck (of Triple Darkness) Album: The Perfect Storm Song: Darkness Typed by: Nickolye16@aol.com [Intro] F6 (F6) the perfect storm A rare event or situation in which ideal circumstances combine to create the worst case scenario ending in infinite destruction, and total darkness [Twista] You don't wanna bring darkness into this... You don't wanna bring, you don't wanna, you don't, you don't You don't wanna bring darkness into this... You don't wanna bring, you don't wanna, you don't, you don't [Interlude: Twista] You don't wanna bring darkness into this, darkness into this, darkness into this You don't wanna bring darkness into this.. darkness into this You don't wanna bring darkness into this.. darkness into this You don't wanna bring, you don't wanna bring You don't wanna dark-darkness into this [Dawreck] Nigga got me fucked up Kickin on my horse, sound like I won't leave a nigga punch drunk Runnin 'round talkin all tough chump Fuck around and end up gettin stuffed up Better believe it if a nigga threaten ninety fuck Beat him up cause a nigga tryin his luck Heat him up while the nigga tryin to duck but when I line him up, I'ma be firin 'em up Like two lines of dust I'ma be two cock wit it Glock cocked aimed and ready to pop wit it Shots gon' ring, get ready to drop mayne Already done got aim, better drop that fifty And if a nigga thinkin that I'm kidding I got a slug wit'cha name, well then homie you can come get it And you the nigga to blame cause you the one that did it When niggaz start shit reckon nigga that I'll finish Givin shots to the face like a dentist I'm a menace and I'm makin sure a motherfucker feel it Soon as a nigga get into my business only got a couple seconds 'til his blood start spillin Fuck y'all figure, Wreckless, I'm one of the coldest Put a hole up in one of y'all bitches Half y'all hoes, the other half snitches Matter fact fuck it, all of y'all get it Leave no witness, you fuckin with the motherfuckin realest I be fuckin with them killers (killers killers killers) Them niggaz on the blocks with the Glocks steady duckin from the cops drug dealin He'll be thinkin that he hard 'til I hit him in his heart and his body fall apart like syphilis Cause he runnin with a squad but I'm rollin with a mob You don't wanna bring darkness into this [Chorus: Dawreck] + (Twista) (You don't wanna bring darkness into this) You don't wanna be around when the Reaper comes Nigga better stay up out the street when a nigga got beef 'fore you see me with the heat, just run (You don't wanna bring darkness into this) You don't wanna get into it with a nigga that'll straight black out Nigga you don't really wanna take that route Fuckin with a nigga that'll straight jump out [Interlude] [Twista] Gon' talk that shit now Automatic shots at the enemy while I'm screamin out "Bitch die!" Shoulda went ahead and try to let yo' fists fly Did you think that you would die while you was this high? Did you think a street sweeper would make you look at the Reaper then take a peak at the death of your soul when it got cold? Did you think you would ever just take a good look at the darkness out of a black hole when you got stole? See me hooded, semi-automatic for niggaz thinkin they hard to the fullest I'ma put it on the Mob I'ma pull it Hollow points up into the chest and watch him slide on the bullet Or chokin on the blood, tryin to get at it before me but I was quicker I caught him open with a slug, in his shoulder was a plug A little bit of itinerary out to the enemy just a token of my love and I hope his boy a thug See if he charges, see if he ain't a mark and see if he got the heart to do what he gotta go (To do what he gotta do) Like he a G (like he a G) You can forget about it~! I'm off the chain like a fifth of Hennessy or like the piff be when I see 'em thinkin that my tip's sweet Let your lips speak, see the clip leak when I flick heat Leave a motherfucker up shit's creek Popped by one of the P's, killed by one of the Souls Murdered by one of the Folks and the Vice Lords Talkin shit you better be ready to fight for That's somethin might get shot twice for Me and my garage is infamous You don't wanna spark the emphasis On a pistol I can make it pitch black in the room You don't wanna bring darkness into this [Chorus] [Interlude]