paroles de chanson The Dark (Trinity) - The Roots feat. Dice Raw & Greg Porn
Mountain
high
and
valley
low
anAnnotated
river
wide
and
tunnel
deep
I
have
traveled
chasing
demons
screaming
all
I
find
I
keep
If
you
don't
pay
like
you
weigh
alright
okay
that's
fine
with
me
I'ma
just
spray
my
heat
and
say
my
piece
and
lay
you
down
to
sleep
Ain't
nobody
tell
you
clowns
to
speak
I'mma
AK
you
down
the
street
Draw
that
bump
that's
built
for
the
riots
see
how
quiet
y'all
can
keep
Ain't
no
wilding
it
ain't
no
problem
It
ain't
no
question
it
ain't
no
beef
Cut
that
check
then
things
are
sweet
I'ma
go
buy
some
diamond
teeth
I'll
be
damned
if
my
setback
gonna
help
you
get
back
on
your
feet
No
surrender
no
retreat
Nigga
we
out
here
trying
to
eat
Hashtag
diamond
dog
tag
Money
bag,
nice
swag,
pockets
need
an
ice
bag
Toe
tag,
body
bag
Niggas
lose
their
lives
sad
Rockets
in
their
flight
path
Breaking
bad,
making
bad
Choices
out
here
thinking
fast
Smoking
wet
and
drinking
bad
Soaking
wet
and
sinking
fast
Shoot
them
niggas
making
cash
Stick
them
niggas
take
their
stash
The
law
of
gravity
meets,
the
law
of
averages
Ain't
no
sense
in
attempting
to
civilize
savages
Even
though
I
wish
I
could
be
spared
my
embarrassment
I'm
a
nigga,
other
niggas
pale
in
comparison
We
out
in
Paris
yet
but
still
a
nigga
perishing
No
idea
how
much
time's
left,
fuck
trying
to
cherish
it
A
life
in
times
unchecked,
now
that's
American
Inherit
the
wind,
pressure
in
everything
The
world
ain't
ready
for
someone
like
me
And
life
is
sex,
stress,
drama
and
I'm
hooked
on
all
3
I'd
rather
O.D.
than
be
the
next
O.G
You
fronting
for
a
whore
that
already
chose
me
One
man
revolution
that's
supportin
prostitution
I'm
trying
pimp
the
game,
where
balling
don't
mean
hooping
And
riding
don't
mean
cruising
It
mean
keep
your
bitch-ass
moving
If
you
ain't
built
for
bruising,
redrum
ain't
in
your
blueprint
In
a
jungle
made
of
concrete,
every
animal
Jumanji
On
Eazy-E
and
PCP,
ass-cash
or
EBT
How
you
monetize
pigeons
on
a
power
line
On
a
road
to
the
riches
every
dudes
a
dollar
sign
I
don't
mind,
I
don't
mind,
long
as
all
the
smoke
is
mine
And
the
liquor
store
delivers
faster
than
a
Papa
Johns
And
I
heard
that
def-ass
caller
money's
on
the
other
line
The
last
episode
of
Good
Times
is
my
life
It's
a
phrase
they
say
in
the
streets
when
the
young
players
meet:
Get
rich
or
die
trying
But
the
funny
thing
about
that
phrase
to
me
Is
that
these
little
niggas
be
lying
Cause
don't
nobody
wanna
die
But
everybody
trying
to
get
rich
though
But
the
fucked
up
thing
about
that
These
lil'
niggas
don't
how
to
get
rich
so
I
still
run
with
those
angels
Man
I
still
peep
all
those
angles
Speaking
with
guns,
speaking
in
tongues
Talking
that
Arabic
and
that
Yiddish
Riding
them
trains,
stashing
them
chains,
bangles
Yeah
I
played
all
those
games,
though
My
tag
on
the
wall,
you
niggas
look
up
You
can
still
see
my
name
yo
How
did
I
end
up
where
I'm
at?
It's
kind
of
hard
to
explain
yo
I
remember
all
i
wanted
was
a
gold
chain
and
a
Kangol
I
remember
all
i
wanted
was
a
gold
chain
and
some
Jordans
too
Crossed
that
bitch,
then
I
got
that
bitch
Now
all
I
want
from
her's
an
abortion
My
mind
filled
with
distortion
My
eyelids
say
caution
Yeah
I
sold
crack
to
get
my
soul
back
They
say
it's
gonna
cost
a
fortune
And
I
wonder
if
Allah
take
debit?
‘Cause
a
nigga
got
real
bad
credit
If
not
I
ain't
got
a
whole
lot
so
a
nigga
like
me
just
can
forget
it
Track
9 on
…And
Then
You
Shoot
Your
Cousin
1 The Devil
2 When the People Cheer
3 Never
4 Theme From Middle of the Night
5 Black Rock
6 Understand
7 The Coming
8 The Dark (Trinity)
9 Tomorrow
10 The Unraveling
11 The Unraveling
12 Tomorrow
13 Black Rock
14 The Devil
15 When the People Cheer
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