I'm Gone

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Joseph Antonio Cartagena (born August 19, 1970), better known by his stage name Fat Joe, is an American rapper, CEO of Terror Squad Entertainment, and member of musical groups D.I.T.C. and Terror Squad. more »

Yeah!
This is it y'all (Darkside), Darkside Volume One
Hope you enjoyed 
We had to take you out classic status, you feel me?
We had to touch it (Darkside) - Yeah!
So I say

[Chorus]
 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 y'all!) I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm on my way
Darkside, Darkside, Darkside 
[DJ Premier scratches over fourth line] ("Listen to the situation my son")

 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 - fuck that, I'm (GangStarr)
Tell Nas (hip-hop's dead) now, my man's gone
As I rise to the top, knee-deep in the game 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 nigga, 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 shit 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 B
 Where I'm from, for (president) we voted Eric B
Joe 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 niggaz owe before I come for your babies?
[DJ Premier scratches] "Listen to the situation my son"
So I say

[Chorus]

Yeah! Been in this game for a minute man - seen a lot of shit 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 nigga Chris Lighty came and signed me, nigga I had like ten cars
 Medallions down to my dick nigga, Davader suits on - haha!
 Saved my life nigga, I took a motherfuckin' pay cut to do this shit right here man
All these rappin' niggaz talkin about they dope boys, they real niggaz man
I don't know - I don't see these niggaz, feel me?
So I wanted a lil bit more than that underground shit
Had that army fatigue, the Chuckers 
I signed a nigga by the name of Big Pun
That nigga went double plat on niggaz 
We was at the Grammy's with motherfuckin fo' fifths in our waist nigga
Hahahaha!
So you know Pun passed, I had to carry on tradition nigga
Don Cartagena had to rise to the occasion 
All by myself nigga!
 Linked up with the R, linked up with Ashanti - the rest was history nigga
 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 fuckin decade
 Check the fuckin Billboard nigga!
Shit! Niggaz wanna sleep on Crack  Niggaz wanna front onCrack, I said, "Fuck y'all niggaz, I'm goin independent man!"

Make it Rain, three million iTunes sold man
I don't give a fuck nigga!
 Fight for my life, this is the resurrection nigga!
Hop out the motherfuckin' casket - brush the motherfuckin' dust off my shoulders nigga!
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 fucks man â?? e'rybody got they fuckin hand out
E'rybody want you to just come, give 'em money 
Go across the world nigga, go earn, come back and give 'em money for free man
Tell them niggaz get a life, get a job, suck a dick nigga 
It's Crack bitch!
 Welcome to the Darkside - a.k.a. "I Don't Give a Fuck Music" nigga 
A.k.a. "I Will Kill You Niggaz Music" - haha!
Seen that nigga Puff surfin on the hood nigga 
You killed that Harlem shit bruh - HA!
Yeah, Darkside nigga [echoes]
 Azariah I love you baby - that's my little Queen
Ryan what up? Junito what up?
Chu-Chu what up? John-John what up?
 Gianni what up nigga? - HA! [echoes]
 Little Joe rock on, Little Joe rest in peace 
Big Fred rest in peace 
Guru [echoes] rest in peace nigga
Now I can officially say hip-hop is dead nigga  Crack nigga

Written by: JOSEPH CARTAGENA, CHRIS PKA "DJ PREMIER" MARTIN

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