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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Pitch Black
Pitch Black
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Zakee Gibson
Zakee Gibson
Composer
D. Leigh
D. Leigh
Composer
D. Bonner
D. Bonner
Composer
S. Leigh
S. Leigh
Composer
E. Alfonso
E. Alfonso
Composer
Z. Gasby
Z. Gasby
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Swizz Beatz
Swizz Beatz
Producer
Larry Phillabaum
Larry Phillabaum
Mixing Engineer

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Pitch Black
Realize its all real
Who wanna fuck with this
Realize its all real
Pitch Black, all my real ****
Underground pass the pavement
We be wilding on the corner
We rep the hardest
Yo, 1970, I was sent through a heavenly spirit
And I've been deadily as far back as my memory
Can recall the power of God was sent to me
They gon' have to mention me among the best eventually
Pitch Black's the crew for the century
I ain't tryin' to see death, disease, or the penitentiary
When the smoke screens fade, the charades played
Nothing remains but the foundation we laid
Its real, destroy and build, my feel is kill or be killed
Play around, we're sprayin' rounds, I lay you down
No doubt, you don't know what its about
You think you spittin' game but the game spit you out
So you ain't innovatin', you're regurgitatin'
Poisonous thoughts, doin' dirty work for Satan
I leave your soul scarred, your corpse rock hard
Your arms are too short to box with God
And its all real
Pitch Black, all my real ****
Underground pass the pavement
We be wilding on the corner freestyling
Its a fact that I'm dope
Realize its all real
Its all real
Pitch Black, all my real ****
Underground pass the pavement
We be wilding on the corner
Check me out
Check me out
We rep the hardest
Realize its...
Weed grammar, coke manners, dope slander, hold hammers
Don't provoke the hand that'll choke your man up, yo
Grindin' for hours, use hope as for cowards
Tryin' to make more dough than flour, foes notice the power
Competition and opposition get knocked out of position
We livin' like we ain't got a pot to piss in
'Nough flows to touch souls, too tough to fold
Too hot to hold, stop, pop, and go
This our pot of gold, our time to roll
Out of the cold into our zone, leave us alone, yo
The difference between winnin' and losin' is pickin' and choosin'
Your enemies, your friends to be, and who your crew is
Lets get it together, no matter the weather
Fuck haters, nothing can break us as long as we makin' this cheddar
We ballin' like Lakers, we movers and shakers
No one can do it how we do it
Showin' and provin' my crews the greatest
Its all real
Pitch Black, all my real ****
Underground pass the pavement
We be wilding on the corner freestyling
Its a fact that I'm dope
Realize its all real
Pitch Black, all my real ****
Underground pass the pavement
We be wilding on the corner
We rep the hardest
Feel us, realize...
Ayo, with every step I take I move to build
I'm a quarter through life and I've yet to fulfill my will
Sometimes I feel like I'm my own worst enemy
I make things harder when its really elementary
Yo, I got soul in my heart and dirt in my hands
Dough in my pants, love for my mans and love for these grands
Got fam to feed and laws to lay
Guns to spray, blocks to hate, and workers to pay
Dog, I never burn a bridge unless I never wanna cross it
I'm really a cool **** so these hands don't force 'em
I love this rap shit, just bend the tracks, I'm awesome
Love to toss bitches and fantasize of foursomes
I say what I mean
And mean what I say
Fab
And D.G., reppin' for B.K
We do this the Pitch Black way
Todays the tomorrow
That you should've feared yesterday
And its...
Pitch Black, all my real ****
Underground pass the pavement
We be wilding on the corner freestyling
Its a fact that I'm dope
Realize its all real
Pitch Black, all my real ****
Underground pass the pavement
We be wilding on the corner
We rep the hardest
Realize its all real
All my real ****
Realize its all real
All my real ****
Realize its all real
Written by: D. Bonner, D. Leigh, E. Alfonso, S. Leigh, Z. Gasby, Zakee Gibson
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