At Last Supremacy - Fat Joe

Yeah This is it y'all
Darkside
Darkside Volume
OneHope you enjoyed
We had to take you out classic status you feel me
We had to touch it
Darkside
Peace God
I'm gone
I'm gone
I'm on my way
Peace God
I'm gone
I'm gone
I'm on my way
Peace God
Peace God
I'm gone
I'm gone
I'm on my way
Darkside
Darkside
Premo on the beat yeah
I know it sounds different
But his man's just passed yeah his soul's just risen
Cold cold world is the word that was given
As he see me fifteen with the burner out of prison
Gangster f**k that
I'm
GangStarr
Tell Nas
Hip hop's dead
Now my man's gone
As I rise to the top knee deep in thegame
I survived every shot
Back to life like
Thriller
Back to reality
Flipped the light scoop got everybody mad at me
Uhh don't let nobody put the battery'
Cause those things'll go 'pop pop' through your anatomy
I'm hungry n***a
I'll eat your flesh
I'ma butcher chainsaw through your spleen and chest
There's a darkside of
Texas too word to syndicate
No matter how intricate s**t gets the hit you get
Joe Crack yeah man on fire
Conversatin with the devil rockin diamond messiahs
Uhh I seek the truth while the streets admire me
Killers across the world say it's me they inspire to be
Feds on my back from my ties to criminology
Can't look back now tomorrow's never promised
BWhere I'm from for
President
We voted
Eric BJoe been crack way before my philosophy
Banned from
TV BET won't play me
Still we do it
B I G it's all gravy
It's our reality you call it crazy
But it's a darkside it's what you made me
No more Mr
Nice Guy pay me
What you n***az owe before
Listen to the situation my son
Yeah Been in this game for a minute man seen a lot of s**t man
Shout out
Forrest Projects man
Diggin' in the
Crates Crew
Went to the
Amateur Night at the
Apollo won four weeks in a row
That n***a
Chris Lighty came and signed me n***a
I had like ten cars
Medallions down to my d**k n***a
Davader suits on haha
Saved my life n***a
I took a motherf**kin pay cut to do this s**t right hereman
All these rappin n***az talkin about they d**e boys they real n***az man
I don't know
I don't see these n***az feel me
So I wanted a lil bit more than that underground s**t
Had that army fatigue the
ChuckersI signed a n***a by the name of
Big PunThat n***a went double plat on n***az
We was at the
Grammy's with motherf**kin fo' fifths in our waist n***a
Hahahaha So you know
Pun passed
I had to carry on tradition n***a
Don Cartagena had to rise to the occasion
All by myself n***a
Linked up with the
R linked up with
Ashanti the rest was history n***a
Platinum plaques man
We been rollin ever since man we been bank rollin ever since man
You feel me
That Lean
Back was number one song of the f**kin decade
Check the f**kin
Billboard n***a
S**t n***az wanna sleep on
Crackn***az wanna front on
Crack I said F**k y'all n***az I'm goin independent man
Make it Rain threemillion I
Tunes sold man
I don't give a f**k n***a
Fight for my life this is the resurrection n***a
Hop out the motherf**kin casket brush the motherf**kin dust off my shouldersn***a
Yeah see what you don't understand is that
I eat sleep drink music man
Nobody knows music like me man this is what
I do man All these miserable f**ks man e'rybody got they f**kin hand out
E'rybody want you to just come give 'em money
Go across the world n***a go earn come back and give 'em money for free man
Tell them n***az get a life get a job suck a d**k n***a
It's Crack b***h
Welcome to the
Darkside a k a
I Don't Give a F**k Music n***a
A k a
I Will Kill You n***az Music haha
Seen that n***a
Puff surfin on the hood n***a
You killed that
Harlem s**t bruh
Azariah I love you baby that's my little
QueenRyan what up
Junito what up
Chu Chu what up
John John what up
Gianni what up n***a
Little Joe rock on
Little Joe rest in peace
Big Fred rest in peace
Rest in peace n***a
Now I can officially say hip hop is dead n***a
Crack n***a