These dayz da pressure's gettin'mayor.
When I take a look around people only care 'bout takin'.
It seemz 4 me now 2 late yeah.
Enemiez touch my friendz, friendz are family.
Now todayz day people think they can handle me.
Ya wanna battle me? Be prepard 4 combat yo.
Learned 2 take vengeance when I became a Darkside outlaw.
And now I grow older, in strangerz eyez I only get colder.
Cuz I can't cry, pain as a heavy weight on my shoulderz.
Ain't afraid 2 die, don't ask me why, run against a gun with my knife.
With a fake smile standin'in this f*cked up life.
It's da truth I write, Darkside.
Only thing I care 'bout's becomin'happy.
Long wayz I travelled but no happyness.
Instead my luck's gettin'less. What'll last?
It can be over in one blast, do ya still think it's strange I'm stressed? seemz everybody has got an attitude problem, even mo than one. I keep my head up, if ya want 2 come and give me some. I'm standin' alone like a warrior.
Attack mine and I bring ya ya greatest horror.
Ya ain't wanna die, it's written in ya eyez.
Da same jealluz eyez I despise.
It's da truth I write, Darkside.
One love an'peace Diablo DaVinci