Artist: Doap Nixon Album: Gray Poupon Song: Darkness Typed by: OHHLA Webmaster DJ Flash [Intro] Sometimes, I sit up in my room I just be thinkin man like, there gotta be a better way Y'know, when you in the darkness, lookin for light But you don't even know you in darkness, that's crazy [Chorus] Been spending so much time underground I guess my eyes adjusted To the lack of light, I got covered in darkness Covered in darkness Hibernating always waiting for something new Happiness always ende In the blink of an eye There was no one attending, no one attending [Doap Nixon] First things first, I Nixon I gets money And can't na'ar one of y'all take this shit from me They done tried but the ties became severed Life got cold and darkness became pleasure It's sort of like a prison, but can someone tell me the reason for living, what's the mission? Is it to grab more cash than the next man? Pimps try and grab more ass than the next man The hood's like "Thriller," could take a young kid off the football field and turn him into a killer (damn~!) It's modern day genocide when we die They tellin lies, the mystery, God lives in the sky He's in our heart, body, and spirit is energy that co-exists with chemistry, infinitely If mind detect mind why we still talk babble? Plus degrees manifest, I Self Lord And Master [Chorus] [Doap Nixon] My city streets is so vicious, better change in a hurry Ain't enough medication for all the brains that worry They makin more and more pills, like it's fixin the problem when the side effects is worse than the original problem I'm so tired, my body is weak, I can't sleep And my feelings got me so confused I can't speak The government, promise help, cuttin our healthcare The media's the terrorist producin more self-fear If Bin Laden did what he did, why he still breathin? Contradictin storylike the Jews who killed Jesus Soldiers leave for war, come back paraplegics Niggaz fightin for a war, and don't care for the reason That ain't me, Lord, Cassius Clay, send me to prison I should've listened when the older Gods hit me with wisdom Now my intuition's tellin me to address the problems With the hope to find solutions build domestic values, c'mon [Chorus] [Doap Nixon] C'mon y'all, it's gotta get better We just gotta stick around to see it I ain't the preacher man in '09 sellin you dreams Or the gypsies on the television promisin cream I'm just buildin with my insight, a vision of light Paintin pictures of intuition with precision and might Put a dollar in a bum's cup, later he eatin and the one who threw the dollar need a cup cause he leakin While we work all week and get bent on the weekend only to wake up Monday morning in the 25th Precinct? I'm tryin to show this rap game that cats lame And most never get a shot at life cause they dealin with wack aim So they leave school and go hard in the crack game 'til they on the bus the greatest four with they backs chained