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Darkside

2:53Album Hood Poet Black Heart Edition 2025-12-19

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Description

Producer: Avery On The Beat

Composer, Lyricist: Taurus Bartlett

Producer: Minor2Go

Composer, Lyricist: Avery Cockerill

Producer: Southside

Recording Engineer: Todd Hurtt

Composer, Lyricist: Martin Püschel

Mixing Engineer: Michael Hernandez

Mixing Engineer: MixedByAli

Composer, Lyricist: Joshua Luellen

Lyrics and translation

Original

Uh, uh, uh, uh

Uh, uh

I'm the type to prove it, I don't talk

It don't matter what he do, it's all his fault

Stick together as one, it's still confusin' how we lost

I just wanted peace of mind from all these suicidal thoughts

Off the porch, to rob and shoot all he was taught

He was cappin', bust that U-ey, now he caught

Think it's sweet 'cause he just coolin' while we stalk

Yellow tape, his body fluid move across that chalk

In the slums, that's where his heart lies

Tryna find his way out in the dark side

Lately, I've been out of touch with all my feelings

So when you say you love me, I don't get it

I don't try to act like I'm above 'em, I'm just diffеrent

And I'm boolin' with my bloods, know how we drippin'

Fuck them niggas, forеver I'm holdin' grudges with my gremlins

Bitch, I'm strapped up like a stud, I'm pistol grippin'

We'll let the whole clip off in the club, like, fuck a snippet

Shit been crazy, I've been tryna tell my thugs to stop the killin'

I just hope them gangster angels come and hug him while he drillin'

I might never cough again from all that mud that I was sippin'

Missin' school every day, but on that block, perfect attendance

Being broke the root of evil, it'll turn you to a menace

It's so hard to beat the odds when we was taught to be statistics

In this life, you only see the graveyard or go to prison

I'm the type to prove it, I don't talk

It don't matter what he do, it's all his fault

Stick together as one, it's still confusin' how we lost

I just wanted peace of mind from all these suicidal thoughts

Off the porch, to rob and shoot all he was taught

He was cappin', bust that U-ey, now he caught

Think it's sweet 'cause he just coolin' while we stalk

Yellow tape, his body fluid move across that chalk

In the slums, that's where his heart lies

Tryna find his way out in the dark side

All alone without no friends, I wish I could be cool with everybody

Thinkin' 'bout them snakes, I wish I would be cool with everybody

Appreciate this life 'cause I done seen dead bodies

Foenem keep slidin' with them sticks, but they ain't playin' hockey

I contemplate 'fore every move, can't never play it sloppy

Confuse my confidence with arrogance, like, "He so damn cocky"

I beat it up just off my name, I'm abusin' my power

As a kid, I saw my grandmama abusin' that powder

Nobody God, fuck the fame, G22 in my trousers

Cuz hate the other side, for fun, he shoot at them cowards

They just steady hittin' blocks, and they might do that for hours

Them hollows rain, he better hope he bulletproof in that shower

I'm the type to prove it, I don't talk

It don't matter what he do, it's all his fault

Stick together as one, it's still confusin' how we lost

I just wanted peace of mind from all these suicidal thoughts

Off the porch, to rob and shoot all he was taught

He was cappin', bust that U-ey, now he caught

Think it's sweet 'cause he just coolin' while we stalk

Yellow tape, his body fluid move across that chalk

In the slums, that's where his heart lies

Tryna find his way out in the dark side

(Dark side, dark side, dark side, dark side, dark side) ooh

Ooh

Ooh

English translation

Uh, uh, uh, uh

Uh, uh

I'm the type to prove it, I don't talk

It don't matter what he do, it's all his fault

Stick together as one, it's still confusin' how we lost

I just wanted peace of mind from all these suicidal thoughts

Off the porch, to rob and shoot all he was taught

He was cappin', bust that U-ey, now he caught

Think it's sweet 'cause he just coolin' while we stalk

Yellow tape, his body fluid move across that chalk

In the slums, that's where his heart lies

Tryna find his way out in the dark side

Lately, I've been out of touch with all my feelings

So when you say you love me, I don't get it

I don't try to act like I'm above 'em, I'm just diffеrent

And I'm boolin' with my bloods, know how we drippin'

Fuck them niggas, forеver I'm holdin' grudges with my gremlins

Bitch, I'm strapped up like a stud, I'm pistol grippin'

We'll let the whole clip off in the club, like, fuck a snippet

Shit been crazy, I've been tryna tell my thugs to stop the killin'

I just hope them gangster angels come and hug him while he drillin'

I might never cough again from all that mud that I was sippin'

Missin' school every day, but on that block, perfect attendance

Being broke the root of evil, it'll turn you to a menace

It's so hard to beat the odds when we was taught to be statistics

In this life, you only see the graveyard or go to prison

I'm the type to prove it, I don't talk

It don't matter what he do, it's all his fault

Stick together as one, it's still confusin' how we lost

I just wanted peace of mind from all these suicidal thoughts

Off the porch, to rob and shoot all he was taught

He was cappin', bust that U-ey, now he caught

Think it's sweet 'cause he just coolin' while we stalk

Yellow tape, his body fluid move across that chalk

In the slums, that's where his heart lies

Tryna find his way out in the dark side

All alone without no friends, I wish I could be cool with everybody

Thinkin' 'bout them snakes, I wish I would be cool with everybody

Appreciate this life 'cause I done seen dead bodies

Foenem keep slidin' with them sticks, but they ain't playin' hockey

I contemplate 'fore every move, can't never play it sloppy

Confuse my confidence with arrogance, like, "He so damn cocky"

I beat it up just off my name, I'm abusin' my power

As a kid, I saw my grandmama abusin' that powder

Nobody God, fuck the fame, G22 in my trousers

Cuz hate the other side, for fun, he shoot at them cowards

They just steady hittin' blocks, and they might do that for hours

Them hollows rain, he better hope he bulletproof in that shower

I'm the type to prove it, I don't talk

It don't matter what he do, it's all his fault

Stick together as one, it's still confusin' how we lost

I just wanted peace of mind from all these suicidal thoughts

Off the porch, to rob and shoot all he was taught

He was cappin', bust that U-ey, now he caught

Think it's sweet 'cause he just coolin' while we stalk

Yellow tape, his body fluid move across that chalk

In the slums, that's where his heart lies

Tryna find his way out in the dark side

(Dark side, dark side, dark side, dark side, dark side) ooh

Ooh

Ooh

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