Dark

[Intro]
Dark: most commonly refers to darkness, the absence of light

[Verse 1: MCH6]
Fuck all of the darkness
The flow ain't goin calmness
I'm going too apartness
Get it outta my way
Cuz now I really wanna focus
Fuck all of those niggas
They trying to fuck with us?
Give me the locus
Bring-bring the crocus
Flower, so beautiful
You need to show us
How is your life?
You selling out the 5?
Wanna pick InDrive?
I'm sorry for nonsense lyrics
I'm way too high

[Verse 2: Abnormal]
I'm way too high and I'm seeing shit around me now
All I hear is knocks on the walls
Descending down floors
Feels like I'm departing
Motherfuck all of this darkness
Taking all over me
Vision blurred from my state of paranoia
Finna deep-six myself, to end
Rid mе the chaos that is in my brain
Living inside of my cranium, rent free
I got to pick my hеad to pieces
Now blood splatter all over the walls
Leaving up a mess behind

[Verse 3: MCH6]
Fuck all of the darkness
The flow ain't goin calmness
I'm going too apartness
Get it outta my way
Cuz now I really gonna focus
Fuck all of those niggas
They trying to fuck with us?
Give me the locus
Bring-bring the crocus
Flower, so beautiful
You need to show us
How is your life?
You selling out the 5?
Wanna pick InDrive?
I'm sorry for nonsense lyrics I'm way too high

[Verse 4: Abnormal]
Ski mask, pair of black gloves
You know I won't play this time
Venomous, tip of my kife
Light up the house, I'm waiting outside
Knock on the door, then I kick
Enter like spirits in the devices
My device has got me on sight
When I'm getting serious, watch
Let it to those whom give us no love
Watching from a distance remain
Far from what is real, and what's fake
Losing touch, everythings outta place
Abnormal and MCH6 on some dark shit, dark shit
The darkness all around me has got me feeling haunted

[Chorus: MCH6]
When I get too serious
Watch it
Watch it
Watch it
Watch it
Put that on my bank account

[Verse 5: MCH6]
I'm going to rip the skin off your face
Pull up, pull up, wanna be another fake?
In the place? While im leaving my trail
Lotta pussys trynna find my scale
Lotta trash in my fucking email
Big teeth
I think I don't have nails
I squeeze my fucking hands
Then I slap you with da belt
Then I slap you with da belt
With da belt bruh
I can't even think about the consequences tho
Let it to the lames, I'm so sorry 4 James
Rip his father, what an overwhelming sadness