Dark Dayz Songtext
von Gunplay

A little bit higher, a little bit higher
The beat, yeah
Keep your opponent in the dark
The often did it
Might not disclosing the real purpose behind your actions
If they have no clue as to what you′re plotting
It's impossible for them to break your defense


My point of view is viewing points on a digital
Happy face sticker on a brick still feeling miserable
Scramble with the handle where the hammer is still visible
Bail bonds switching for my bonds to be municipal
Reminiscing on them rock chopping days
Made a few m still got the rock chopping ways
As I step into the fog where′s distillate and dark
All the odds is against you like you wrestling with god
From the bottom to start them to right back where we started
Right back on the white plate the raise in park
Had a beam, a dream, a fiend and a team
A hustling ambition and a box of ammunition
Until the end of time I'm defending every dime
With my life if I got to, splitting rice with my partners
From a sinner to a winner, bag of chips to a dinner
Ain't no way in hell my patience wear any thinner

And I′m still about that life boy
Got that right boy,
They ain′t take a risk and try and step outside the light boy
You scared of what awaits you, afraid who's there to face you
They may be there to hurt you, or maybe to embrace you


I′m a prizefighter, holding the highest title
Numero uno, numerous kudos
But I ain't never knew those
Just coke in the cut, and a couple Raymond noodles
Way before the name grands bet you I can name some shooters
I came from what ain′t none but straight rums and cake crumbs
Not enough birthdays and way too many graves dug
Now I'm running round with more change than a slave′s son
Been a h.u.s.t.l.e.r from age one
So close to just being another stack
Being another cat, that got caught in its cap
Or just another dealer with a 9 millimeter
Can't blame me if I still sound a little bitter
Relying on firearms to take my corner back
Like I'm another die along, like this is my sidewalk
White grain cook is drying on the iron board
Listen closely, hear the hunger through the dry walls

And I′m still about that life boy
Got that right boy,
They ain′t take a risk and try and step outside the light boy
You scared of what awaits you, afraid who's there to face you
They may be there to hurt you, or maybe to embrace you

All you pussy ass niggas out here calling 9 on a trill nigga
Hope you die
And all these co-defending out here giving statements
Man, shut the fuck up!

I′m a life sentence beater, black benz 2 seater
Put both feet up, right before I light the weed up
Thinking bout the days that was dark
All the snakes, all the sharks, all the fakes, all the frauds
You know who you are!
They all come and go, just like all my hoes
Thinking that a swisher gonna get them through my door
They no loyalty, they no lawyer fees
They no commissary, niggas just want you buried
My co-defending gave a statement to the state
It broke my heart, have me questioning my faith
Now I'm pushing pedals in panameras and raves
Tryina dodge devils in penitentiary gates
These niggas ain′t playing fair out here in the playing field
Wanna lock a player up 'cause the player staying real
I′ma leave this earth, same way this hustling came, hustling
Man I put that on my jugular vein!

And I'm still about that life boy
Got that right boy,
They ain't take a risk and try and step outside the light boy
You scared of what awaits you, afraid who′s there to face you
They may be there to hurt you, or maybe to embrace you