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Darkside de la STNR! y DASH

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Welcome to the Darkside, again.

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released 25 December 2011
shout out to all my friends that helped me put this together in terms of feeding me DOPE instrumentals, spittin the hot fiya, and helping me shape this.
Meekavelli, PeeisBASED, ELi the GIANT, Enfinity, Loui, BAKED1, OFFICIAL, Skunkee Brewster, and finally that bitch nigga DASHMATTICKS. #ALLCAPSBITCH

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tags: dark darkside hip hop/rap blue balls hip-hop meow mexican pizza murderin midgets peace on earth rap stoner rap stonerrap tick tock triphop ziplock Turkmenistan

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Track Name: Darkside PSA
i could be an iceberg, cool to the core
from my head to the floor, from my bed to the door
PJ’d down with papers, and its raw
and so am i, and so are ya’ll

so lets soar, hella high hella fried
hellafied, smell the pride? well lets ride,
televized will be the revolution, check the evolution
of the ALLCAPS solution then make your contribution,

the only reason i’m this nice is CAP logic
you can’t argue with that logic,
cause thats profit, the CAPS got it, you can’t stop it
call me hurrican tim how im blow the damn tropic

pause i mean i only smoke it if its lovely
papers always packed and my bong is always bubbly
you smell it when you see me but it smacks you when you hug me
its a constant cloud above me, see them hippy chicks? they love me

fuckin right, i do this
thats true bitch ya’ll knew this, and if not ya’ll foolish
im coolest ya’ll coolish, i’m filt in, ya’ll clueless
i’m tilted, i’m screwin, i’ll school you and be truent

i do it for my peoples, smokin like the 70’s
i hope ya’ll not the reggie type, hope you smokin heavenly
hope ya’ll have a killer night, i hope your friends remember me
i be on them thriller flights, plenty zips, lemme breathe
Track Name: G.I. Jack
STNR!: STONERS HOME BITCHES
even though i’m known to roam alone vicious
you couldn’t fix this with chromosome stiches
call me your HIGHness, i’m looking for her SPLIFFness

i’m throwed and broke like dishes
i just wanna make a lil loot not riches
enough to keep a bunch of grass in my grasp
and my bowls never cashed only ever filled with hash

i wanna make a wave, but i only ever splash
i need some more SOUL, but i only ever DASH
ya’ll need some more good, cause you’re only ever ass
and your fans keep you gassed even though they know you’re trash.

damn bro, that shit needs to stop
and if your album ever drops, well, that shit needs to flop.
lifes the reason that theres always weed to cop
cause bullshits the gateway drug that leads to pot

DASH: Gun on my waist, might get to bustin'
last names case and his first names justin'
im jokin', i ain't G like that.
i just wanna get high, but i'll be right back.

no eyes, they ask me how i see like that
idk nigga. sometimes it just be like that.
ounces weekly, yeah we smokin weed like that.
fuck joe, i'm in the cut like G.I. Jack
Track Name: $urely Temple ft DASH
STNR!:
don’t worry princess, i’ll save ya
from my dragon dick cause he’s quite the misbehaver
won’t you be my won’t you be my won’t you be my neighbor?
roger that, lend me sugar do me favors

yeah i run my area, no im not the mayor
im the CAPtain and the Most Vaporized Player
im scared of buff bitches, imma skinny slayer
and i only wear a wolf as an outermost layer

heyer! how ya’ll ladies doing
ew ya’ll from boston? now my night is bruined
that was a joke, maybe we can kick it
down by the beach and hopefully get wicked

are you with it? i will bring the herbals
yes i know, i’m very tight with my verbals
like a gay butthole and a gerbil
pause, i be going off, off, plural

they say i need to make sense to make a profit
well i think you need to listen to me more or stop it
or cock it, end my fuckin life gangster..

DASH:

man ya’ll niggas ain’t eeen light danger


why would i be scared? bitch i’m DASH
you got balls i got bowls and all of mine are cashed
you got plans i got planes and all mine are crashed
yeah im sick call me rash, do it quick, hurry fast

breath control like a sniper, i’m rare like a liger
like a lil b song or a cobra mixed with viper
ya’ll are water i’m the wiper, a hater AND a fighter
fuck the lovin i’m the oven, and ya’ll aint even the lighter

i hope your smart cause i’m a little brighter
no fucks givin' during daily all nighters
and since i’m oven i make bitches perspire
DASHMATTICKS, beat murder for hire


you got a pretty hoe i think you aughtta hide her
cause you’ll never get her back if i slip and fall inside her
sippin cider, still afraid of spiders
everytime i see a web i set that shit on fire.

STNR!: yo what? nigga you're weird, wtf?
but for real like what do you call that shit?
DASH: ALLCAPS!
DASH: aight aight i feel you..... ALLCAPS
Track Name: Rampage ft. OFFICIAL
new weed clean bong fresh undies
i ain’t into being fly, i’m trying to dress bummy
maybe when its more meals, and lifes less crummy
i might cop a pretty whip and say i get money

but for now i grab the weed and, i get funny
poohing all over these tracks til, i get honey
i’m already hella bright, so when i get sunny
i illuminate the night, fuck i’m fried thats yummy

anyways now i’m dreamin 'bout the future CAPS
STNR!’s home, call me marty, imma take our future back
you stoppin who? you resisting us is useless jack
musics on the low, on the high i be movin crack.

thats in the forms of beats and vocals
bitch i go bononos and prociede to eat the opples
dont forget my fucking CAPS or all the times i told you
lowercasers gettin tossed aside like a old shoe

(autopilot disengaged, fire at will)
you got lungs i got fire that fills, and fire that kills
just ask my supervisor, i get fired for thrills
i need weed, but get high off of skills, for real

while these other dudes for fakin’ it
rippin beats to pieces for the mother fuckin sake of it
"good lord watson, what all do you make of it"
STNR’s on a rampage, flippin tables breakin shit

master of the green, i’m roshi with the yoshi
some naps come inbetween but i mostly keep it toasty
just ask anyone that knows me
always got an OC an always keep an OZ

my glasses rosey like a pocket full of posies
ashes, ashes, we need more rollies
bitch i pray to mary and my bong water is holy
stackin up my chips and, smokin guacamole
Track Name: South Ave. ft DASH
STNR!: I will smack the gizards off a hater
then report it to the fader, tell that nigga see ya later
darth vader smoking blunts with the homie ralph nader
i’ll blow down a fuckin half and cough up a half eighter

he who laughs last laughs later,
not better nor louder and i’m not a patient waiter
so, imma laugh now if thats ok with you
and if not, imma find a way to do away with you

see, on the play ground i would play with you
but right now i don’t play around with my favorite food
and boy do i enjoy my competition
“be careful though i hear he keeps a rocket laucher with him”

the only thing good about ya’ll is good riddance
and earl put the ass in assasin, wayne didn’t
i’m way different, we don’t share the same vision
i’m a pretty fly guy, you’re a pretty lame pigeon


everybody wants to be a hero
but nowadays people trade they swords for their ego’s
if you believe in god, you can ask him, he’d know
that’s why i smoke weed though, to stay away from these folk

if you don’t give a fuck, fuck it then we won’t
piff from the islands just got here on a speedboat
purple mountain majesty its magic how i reload
couldn’t even get a quote for you for these O’s

i dont’ care if i seem serious and rude
i’m the nicest fucking guy though lascivious and lude
posted in the corner, trippin off the moon flower
probably mumbling, like my middle name is boomhower

yo, where the fucks my bong at?
i just wanna kick it home while i’m kicking bomb raps
tell your dogs stop hatin on a calm cat
unless they faces really wanna end up where my palms at......

DASH: you gettin dolled up? well lemme split ya seems
you don't want it then i guess i'll make your sister scream
oh and bro, don't call yourself CAP and then date Mr. clean
listen fiend, i will slap you in your mouth like listerine

im high bitch, fuck the shit you think you seen
THE215, i keep it funkier thank winkerbean
dark buds, thats wtf the winter means ,
you should see how much reefer i cram into my winter jeans
Track Name: CAPPED OUT SHIT! ft Skunkee Brewster
STNR!: CAPPED the fuck out on a very daily basis
we only chill with greens so i guess we’re fairly racist
got a bunch of haters but them hoes don’t dare to say shit
and if you forgot your CAPS, i got some facts you need to face bitch

we do it big homie, bigger than you basics
gettin on them tracks ya’ll act like stars go get your asics.

lowercase noise, they need to move ya’ll back
upfront's SnobMob SwtichFlows ALLCAPS
aw snap and he switch the flow, yeah hold that
any given monady waking up from O naps, oh crap

i’m high, on some CAPPED out SHIT
this weed make a nigga wanna back out quick
but i won’t i just wanna take some snaps out zips
then spit hella nasty like an ass mouth switch

CAPPED out shit bitch you heard what skunkee said
once the cherrys red i need a fuckin band on my head
with the headband grams doing head stands on the bed
boulders made of piff i’m flint stoned like fred
in the shed in the back of juniis crib feelin dead,
damn, but i’d never choose anothr life instead
ALLCAPS with the A a very bloody shade of red, and since i’m doing all the work i guess im taking all the cred

no offense.
Track Name: peabody ft DASH
STNR!: hop skip and jump if you have to
get up out the way when the STNR!’s comin’ at you
oh and do expect DASH on the track too
with the creepy vocals and the lyrics that’ll smack you

achoo, damn how come i can’t makes the track move
vacuum, is what your girlfriends doing in the back room
i be on my black moon, doper than a crack spoon
they don’t listen now but they’ll be all up on my sack soon

yeah i’m rude but that makes you niggas pubes
if i’m hungry i’ll just open up a rapper for some food
weed all in my keyboard cause i’m sloppy with the doobs
now i wanna fuck the beat cause mary got me in the mood

lemme see your boobs. shake em, make em move
naked let em loose, im fuckin flexin in the booth
im fucking sexy its the truth,i cannot hide the facts
but remember what i said, you see cops then hide the crack

concentrate that shit and lets put it on a track
teacher wanna flunk you make tht bitch sit on a tac
no tic toe, i’ll tip toe a around the back
of the shack where you countin all yo stacks, "its a rap"

usually ain’t mobbin but i need some extra guap
and im usually in flames but today i’m extra hot
no i’ll never stop nigga, roll me up some pot
bitch if you don’t fit the picture then you’re going to get cropped





DASH: its DASH bitches, i’m the cropper
here to read a bible verse and act mad proper
sike! i’m bout to stuff you in a locker
and kick you in the head just tell your mother it was soccer

mary jane, what a pair of knockers
be still my fuckin heart i think i need to see a doctor
damn, her ass, is lookin like a whopper
i think imma twist that bitch around and hit her with the shocker

swervin' like an asshole, fuck whoevers next to me
problems? @DASHMATTICKS, or just send a text to me
call me double jeopardy, fraternities won't step to me
and yeah life is a bitch, bitch, that bitches name is destiny.

camo shorts and jordans? that shit don't seem fresh to me
and genres may the rest in piece yo why won't ya'll just let em be.
make a real statement. you grindin? let em see!
shit, i been grindin' and now i'm producing better kief.

lemme breath, i really need to vacate
or eat a space cake cause i be going great ape.
i wanna be hot now, not a late great
my competition? the bottom of a great lake.

im going hard, fuck whatever they say
its either praise praise or a bunch of nay say
thats why i wake up in the mornings like hey jay
[flick] ahhhhh its gon' be a great day
Track Name: ummmmmmm, Yeah.. ft DASH
ummm yeahh...


back again with a brand new sound
with a brand new bitch in a brand new town
making fun of brand namin niggas damn you clowns
i down to help a couple of you fake fucks drown

and how, burning weed bitch im talkin to the ground
while i’m sitting in the sky in the clouds i’m am crown
that means king, that means emperor, that means i am the pharoe,
you can call me bobby and my last name is dinero

and i’m all over a blunt
the type of shit i smoke’ll have you gone over a month
be smart with your bowls, hit that corner like a dunce
not the middle all at once, why the fuck you tryna front?

aw shit, im on 8 different liquors
vodka shots with nyquil, thats the fucking kicker
usually don’t drink but i’m chillin wit my niggers
oops i said niggers, wait, check the middle finger

nopppppeeeee. i don’t give a fuck
you only get one life bitch live it up
two cups though, tell my niggas fill it up
more quil please, cause this mud ain’t trill enough.

i love the trippy stuff, only on occassion though
i would cut a nigga, you wouldn’t abraise a hoe
i native to the grass you can call me navajo
and everytime they see me in the streets they like “there he go”

where he goin? shit even i don’t know
but i know i’m gone so i guess i’ll say adios
its not my fault nigga i gotta go
its beat like this that i hear and i gotta flow


now i’m back in attack mode
i got the munchies, wheres the rappers, lemme snack those
song after song after fuck yo i stack those
whack flows get back bro warning i am spazz prone

“what an asshole” tell me something new son
i been a problem, you are just a nuisance
im sick and i get nicer when the flu comes
what an awesome season, i be going too dumb



DASH: And i be going smarter,
like fuck it if its public nigga i be going charter
if you believe you hate me, i believe you’ll be a martyr
somethins smellin fishy and im not a fan of tartar

oh god, why would the give us a mic?
now its gon be kids smokin weed stayin up at night
fuck it kids play tricks, i hope you're puffin right
and fuck authoritarians especially the bluffin type

cause i just wanna fuckin fight
lace my vans tight and stomp on every pair of chucks in sight.
and then smoke another blunt
and then smoke another blunt and then smoke another one.

im so southern sun, housing for these other bums
i love my parents but im even worse when my mother comes
my lil sisters keep me focused
thats why i’m going plague and im not afraid of locusts

pissin off magicians, hocus fuckin pocus
as long as STNR! gets to smoke the dopest of the potents.
then we’re fine...

ummmmmmmmmmmmm yeahhhhh


be smart don’t try us
we’re not G’s but the G’s right by us
you see how we smoke, who the fuck you think supply us
do you really think they’d let a nigga stop their favorite clients?

i don’t, thats why im talking reckless
i leave these bitches breathless with the pearliest of necklace
cha ching, thats the money shot
im runnin awful hot she told me honey stoppppp

so i did. haha....
Track Name: BAKEDgod
jeezas, nigga where the weed at
hit it once, egads, hit it twice, we spaz
i respect you if you tell me you don’t need that
cause i don’t need it neither, if you believe that

haha, i ain’t think you would
listen to my music if you niggas think you good
and if you bitches think you baaad, i think you should
come smoke it with the CAPS cause i know you wish you could

oh i wish you would, i love a pretty face in the session
blowin eights no stressin, no questions
til the end of the lesson when musically it lessens and
truthfully i’m guessin that that pussies sayin let em innnn

and if not, its whatever then
you gon’ tell ya man, imma tell em heres the evidence
eye dee gee ay ef bitch i’m better then
all these other niggas BAKEDgod, no reverand


and i’m high off, ya’ll dont even wanna know
schoolin em in rap and i never made the honor roll
with the freak bitches in the backround down to go
down the road to the store, just because they wanna smoke

do you wanna roll? cause i’m high chillin
kill em with the evil smile, they be like "hi villain"
i reply real sly, same spliffs, different days
same jays, different haze, STONER always fit to blaze

and we can go our different ways, thats cool
i been had skills, its the fans thats new
niggas say i’m blessed, i just say achoo
then go back to listening to oh yeah that too

Swish what it do, you told me not to doubt or trip
and now i’m focused bout to flip, and rarely ever doubtin shit
feelin strong, on some i could move a mountain shit
flowin like a fountain pretty soon we gon’ be countin chips

i’d be past a million if i started countin rips,
weekly’s like a thousand hits, i couldn’t even count the clips
and speaking of the clipes you know i’m grinding
got love for all my chickens with they eggs up in alignment

but i ain’t een tryna wife no broad,
thats too much work, so before you take your clothes off
know that i’m my own boss and the type that shows off
you could be the secretary, i could use a blow job

underneath my desk cause i’m nasty like that
but as soon as i get nasty they get nasty right back
so am i bein nasty or is every the same
i mean, we can run a train as long as everyone is game

i'm playin’.. girl you know thats mine
come and hit these buds, girl you know thats KINE
you fine, and roamin thru my mind
and i think i’m bout to lose it, i’m so musically inclined


fuckkk