Fifth Disciple - La the Darkman

Yo, yo, it’s surprising, how I throw lines like Joe Theisman

Franchisin, then pause for the rap Heismann

My enterprisement, constantly watch cash

In the suana wit rich birds, fly as Stacey Dash

Understood, I’m young and good like Tiger Woods

When I let my tech spit, niggas be chestless

So respect this, Dark quotes surrounded by smoke

I’m ill-hole, like thirty-nine devils in that coat

I got juice, the New York City black Je-sus

Lay back, let the leaf burn as my fifth burn

Yo, the scar on my waist is similar to Scarface

Coke dealin niggas tryin to keep each others pace

For the taste of the Benzes, bitches, fly pictures

Is a daydream, wit chances like a slot machine

I talk real life, the La brings the evening news

Cuz all God children need travelling shoes

Catch the jewel