Texty

Yo yo man What what time are we in Yo it's about twelve man What t-twelve – yea twelve Twelve o'clock – twelve in the night Yea – na no man what I gotta go gotta go man Yo what's up yo buddy yo man You gotta go you can't go yo man Yo listen who's... I'm a... yo yo Hey what's up yo – sorry man National guard or FBI Who's that nigga creeping through the wildside That's my nigga called Nana The darkman's coming The darkman's coming National guard or FBI Who's that nigga creeping through the wildside That's my nigga called Nana The darkman's coming The darkman's coming Always believe in whatever you say or do That's the point that's why I can't say I love you I got more than a thousand problems on my mind I'm coming from the dark and light's so hard to find Can't concentrate I steady loose control The pain in my brain make me wanna explode Like the fugees day and night searching for the score To bring the vibes I'll be the key to your door It all started off with a glass of wine But now I need nine to feel fine before I sign Somebody help me or else I'm gonna die Don't be shy ask why before passing me by The best things in life is what I heard are free Michael Jackson will definitely tell you the story It's the darkman flowing on the M-I-C With the flava in your ear to be or not to be National guard or FBI Who's that nigga creeping through the wildside That's my nigga called Nana The darkman's coming The darkman's coming National guard or FBI Who's that nigga creeping through the wildside That's my nigga called Nana The darkman's coming The darkman's coming I take a look in the mirror I see something wrong Last year I was strong somebody please blow the horns Daily survival tactics and I pray Dear lord forgive me and show me the way To the light and the place called paradise No matter when or how if I should I will fight You better be ready before you come to ringside No tears my friend only the strong survive It always comes hard and direct in my face But my man that's the deal that's the rule of the game That we play everyday what can I say Real brothers don't die till they get their peace of the cake Go for it go get yours stay on the course Physical force like a rebel no doubt without a pause Darkman flowing on the M-I-C With the flava in your ears to be or not to be Darkman's coming for you So watcha gonna do Keep on running Darkman's coming for you So watcha gonna do Keep on running all night long yea Darkman's coming for you So what you gonna do Keep on running Darkman's coming for you So what you gonna do Keep on running all night long yea Knocking at your door You know you got the score National guard or FBI Who's that nigga creeping through the wildside That's my nigga called Nana The darkman's coming The darkman's coming National guard or FBI Who's that nigga creeping through the wildside That's my nigga called Nana The darkman's coming The darkman's coming Mama always said son you reep what you sow But today now I know I can feel it through My body and soul separate the good from the bad You better do your own thing than ending up sad It made me mad I didn't have the chance to ask dad Nightmares in my sleep I wake up frightend And scared who cares a boy in young years All I wanted was to see the light in full gear Yea here I come here I am am here I slam Rolling with the clique with another dope party jam Look for what you want and finally suceed And believe your dream will come true yes indeed Make s amall step forward than a big step back Any other direction will probably break your neck It's the darkman flowing on the M-I-C With the flava in your ear to be or not to be Keep on running more He will get you soon Keep on running all night long It's the darkman coming for your ask why National guard or FBI Who's that nigga creeping through the wildside That's my nigga called Nana The darkman's coming The darkman's coming National guard or FBI Who's that nigga creeping through the wildside That's my nigga called Nana The darkman's coming The darkman's coming Yes the real mix Yo better by down for the Booyah sound Huh y'know what I'm saying Nana Papa Bear the whole family are here Representing the black European community Y'know what I'm saying yo Yo y'know what's up You better act somebody succer
Writer(s): Toni Cottura, Buelent Aris, Nana Abrokwa Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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