| Song | The Darkside |
| Artist | Us3 |
| Album | Hand On The Torch |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Kelly, Mizell, Simpson ... | |
| Come take a trip through the eye of a black man | |
| Lookin' out at life like he really doesn't give a damn | |
| Feel the hate and anger of a punk gang banger | |
| Mad gun slinger, better yet a worthless nigga | |
| See the ills of life for what they are | |
| Feel yourself pitched back from the world real far | |
| Life is grimmer than it ever was | |
| As your blood simmers you feel your brain buzz | |
| People look at you like you're up to somethin' | |
| You look right back like it ain't nuthin' | |
| Ya don't give a fuck, life is a dream | |
| If you die tomorrow then you won't be a fiend for the green any more | |
| 'Cos that's what keeps ya tickin' | |
| And that's what keeps ya stickin' if not for that ya might be chillin' | |
| You live in a hell-hole, you wanna get out | |
| But the only thing you're seein' is doubt | |
| On the darkside | |
| As you walk down the street your mind is in a frenzy | |
| You look out at the world like everybody's your enemy | |
| 'Cos where you come from a friendly face is a bad sign | |
| That person's even not evil just fuckin' with your mind | |
| So as you walk along you frown your face | |
| Steppin' with the ghetto strut at a rhythmic pace | |
| On a mission to nowhere, yet your walk determined | |
| The devil's got your soul and your heart is burnin' | |
| You couldn't give a damn about another man's life | |
| That's how it is, you're livin' trife | |
| You've seen enough blood spilt to fill up the Hudson | |
| So the "peace dude" shit ain't sayin' nothin' | |
| 'Cos you couldn't give a damn if your own mama died | |
| But if you had a child, then you would cry | |
| It's like the 3 9's flipped to the 666 | |
| All praise is due to the upside down crucifix | |
| The darkside | |
| A day comes when you see the light | |
| Your thoughts become clear and you're feelin' bright | |
| You're happy like a kid again, it must be a dream | |
| Is it a dream? So real it seems | |
| You're on top of the world and you've reached the other side | |
| Floatin' through the sky on the clouds you ride | |
| You thought you'd escaped but it didn't last | |
| 'Cos now you're addicted to the sleepin' gas | |
| On the darkside |
| zuo ci : Kelly, Mizell, Simpson ... | |
| Come take a trip through the eye of a black man | |
| Lookin' out at life like he really doesn' t give a damn | |
| Feel the hate and anger of a punk gang banger | |
| Mad gun slinger, better yet a worthless nigga | |
| See the ills of life for what they are | |
| Feel yourself pitched back from the world real far | |
| Life is grimmer than it ever was | |
| As your blood simmers you feel your brain buzz | |
| People look at you like you' re up to somethin' | |
| You look right back like it ain' t nuthin' | |
| Ya don' t give a fuck, life is a dream | |
| If you die tomorrow then you won' t be a fiend for the green any more | |
| ' Cos that' s what keeps ya tickin' | |
| And that' s what keeps ya stickin' if not for that ya might be chillin' | |
| You live in a hellhole, you wanna get out | |
| But the only thing you' re seein' is doubt | |
| On the darkside | |
| As you walk down the street your mind is in a frenzy | |
| You look out at the world like everybody' s your enemy | |
| ' Cos where you come from a friendly face is a bad sign | |
| That person' s even not evil just fuckin' with your mind | |
| So as you walk along you frown your face | |
| Steppin' with the ghetto strut at a rhythmic pace | |
| On a mission to nowhere, yet your walk determined | |
| The devil' s got your soul and your heart is burnin' | |
| You couldn' t give a damn about another man' s life | |
| That' s how it is, you' re livin' trife | |
| You' ve seen enough blood spilt to fill up the Hudson | |
| So the " peace dude" shit ain' t sayin' nothin' | |
| ' Cos you couldn' t give a damn if your own mama died | |
| But if you had a child, then you would cry | |
| It' s like the 3 9' s flipped to the 666 | |
| All praise is due to the upside down crucifix | |
| The darkside | |
| A day comes when you see the light | |
| Your thoughts become clear and you' re feelin' bright | |
| You' re happy like a kid again, it must be a dream | |
| Is it a dream? So real it seems | |
| You' re on top of the world and you' ve reached the other side | |
| Floatin' through the sky on the clouds you ride | |
| You thought you' d escaped but it didn' t last | |
| ' Cos now you' re addicted to the sleepin' gas | |
| On the darkside |
| zuò cí : Kelly, Mizell, Simpson ... | |
| Come take a trip through the eye of a black man | |
| Lookin' out at life like he really doesn' t give a damn | |
| Feel the hate and anger of a punk gang banger | |
| Mad gun slinger, better yet a worthless nigga | |
| See the ills of life for what they are | |
| Feel yourself pitched back from the world real far | |
| Life is grimmer than it ever was | |
| As your blood simmers you feel your brain buzz | |
| People look at you like you' re up to somethin' | |
| You look right back like it ain' t nuthin' | |
| Ya don' t give a fuck, life is a dream | |
| If you die tomorrow then you won' t be a fiend for the green any more | |
| ' Cos that' s what keeps ya tickin' | |
| And that' s what keeps ya stickin' if not for that ya might be chillin' | |
| You live in a hellhole, you wanna get out | |
| But the only thing you' re seein' is doubt | |
| On the darkside | |
| As you walk down the street your mind is in a frenzy | |
| You look out at the world like everybody' s your enemy | |
| ' Cos where you come from a friendly face is a bad sign | |
| That person' s even not evil just fuckin' with your mind | |
| So as you walk along you frown your face | |
| Steppin' with the ghetto strut at a rhythmic pace | |
| On a mission to nowhere, yet your walk determined | |
| The devil' s got your soul and your heart is burnin' | |
| You couldn' t give a damn about another man' s life | |
| That' s how it is, you' re livin' trife | |
| You' ve seen enough blood spilt to fill up the Hudson | |
| So the " peace dude" shit ain' t sayin' nothin' | |
| ' Cos you couldn' t give a damn if your own mama died | |
| But if you had a child, then you would cry | |
| It' s like the 3 9' s flipped to the 666 | |
| All praise is due to the upside down crucifix | |
| The darkside | |
| A day comes when you see the light | |
| Your thoughts become clear and you' re feelin' bright | |
| You' re happy like a kid again, it must be a dream | |
| Is it a dream? So real it seems | |
| You' re on top of the world and you' ve reached the other side | |
| Floatin' through the sky on the clouds you ride | |
| You thought you' d escaped but it didn' t last | |
| ' Cos now you' re addicted to the sleepin' gas | |
| On the darkside |