Darc Mind Visions Of A Blur Lyrics

Ahh, Darc Mind
Current state of affairs
What?

Yeah
Nowaday I profit from forfeiture, my kingdom for a whip
Brother fixating Arm and Legging for the celly that flip
Next foreign liquors, Versace, dominate the punchline
Intellectual crunchtime, I rhyme a 40, ghetto lunch line
Rhyme n____z that once tried; they bust a nut I'm bustin back
Just a short average brother, ain't many mo' left
Craven images treasured foul measures forsake for hip-hop
Drug abuse enthusements aborted seeds out of wedlock
Oedipus is a problem speeds a tri-colored dot
The sinkin is from the blood of screams that shattered the violent
complete this paradise were savage -- heard and not seen me
Blown into fists of brer and jostled every first and fifteenth
(Say who?) Ghetto glorification push the product for the people
Supply, hard economics and there's players in the sequel
Grandmother's prayin, God listenin too
Now whatchu gonna do, when time runs out on you?

Visions are blurry, realism a gas
As Crook and Willie pass like sand through the hourglass
Visions of glory, realism aside
It's quarter to, I'ma go for mine (I'ma go for mine)
[repeat first three lines]
Kev Roc and Gettin' Money, Darc Mind

Set off your n____ plot schizm to scheme; it's all in
the p___ and malt liquor wishes and collard green dreams
Man who know half it seems or play me down the real one
A single grain I stand amongst a muh-f___ing mil
n____ we charlatan, all flame and they don't
Scores of imitators they spawn intoxicatin that hope
To what remains I guess y'all might check and one-two
and be dead bodies and fools you're in a midlight of dope urban ruin
But true is able wicked ones that labelled and punished the man
Salvation begs for him who have the wisdom yet understand
it's a battle for souls, hit while you can
n____z appendages of evil as if fingers on Shaitan hand
Searchin keep lookin for, the drugs are beamin up
Illuminati ill experiment, maybe that's a fiend above
Be men connect with rhymes that cleanly love ya
Go round the world, you wake up early and yet you still ain't seen enough
Rhyme a republican, you demo-c___ already
Kept rock upheld as if I'm fightin upsteam to spread
See everything ain't all about causes and effects
You gots to suffer, sacrifice then ressurect (ressurect) ressurect

Visions are blurry, realism a gas
As Crook and Willie pass like sand through the hourglass
Visions of glory, realism aside
It's quarter to, I'ma go for mine (I'ma go for mine)
[repeat first three lines]
Kev Roc and Gettin' Money, Darc Mind

Be men that paper trails you blaze you're out of your curves
On W-I, your lyric and actions speakin louder than words
You swerve a nerve and gaze murder to those who beat it unlevened
You're braggin Maximas and Acuras to carry you to heaven
A.M. the marketplace I'm gon' say a rhythm
Rock a ruff rhyme and kitten be my horn player
Head ahead and sound for ingredients, I'll bring you some in form of rhyme
I'm whippin on return in time for pendulum
Kev Roc a locker, corectula the sight respective of fools
Kev Roc selected, I guard my optimism like jewels
Clever directive, I shine while actually droppin these too
Got rhymes in hundreds like a package of Kools, rhythms of mackers who rule
Creativity be the highway high I stand beside
the thumb and funky beats hopin to ride it, grab hold and flow
I cut it divide it slip a twenty inside it fool ya bite it
See me claiming glory from astride it leave my crew delighted
Come hither skeptic of my ministry you doubt it commas
Kick a complicated like a venice dream while others vomit
G'n forgettin that I'm symmetry, them others are in
Implement production type funky, out the speaker Warren
Harlem product and slang it body prove effective
Just a little while you're ghetto political incorrectness
Minds of many manipulated p___s of power
They be praisin they oppressor nowadays (nowadays) nowadays

Visions are blurry, realism a gas
As Crook and Willie pass like sand through the hourglass
Visions of glory, realism aside
It's quarter to, I'ma go for mine (I'ma go for mine)
[repeat first three lines]
Kev Roc and Gettin' Money, Darc Mind

Yeah
Darc Mind

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