Lyrics
I'm doing it big
Doing it large, doing it sick
I'm doing it big
Sharp as a razor, darker than Vader
Grasp the body parts of an angel
You can't spar with Azazel, fatal (fatal, fatal)
They wanna talk business (wow)
But they get parred at the table (wow)
I'm a black pterodactyl (black pterodactyl)
I ain't the one to put crack in the pipe or
Crack in the capsule (crack in the capsule)
Never the one to fake jax on the mic, put
That in the manual (put that in the manual)
Never the one to fake jax on the mic, put that in the manual
Back to the rap skill
Tell me, why do you worship the skeleton holders?
Why the hell do you do this shit?
What will it take to bring heaven in focus? (focus)
Open the doorway, malevolent hocus
Incoming degenerate jokers (jokers)
I'm going on dread
Turn up the volume, into the red (red)
I'm going on dread (dread)
Dread like Predator's head (dread)
Killing the irrelevant dead (dead)
Severing the elephant's head (head)
Se-se-severing, severing
I'm sick, better get me the relevant meds
Damian Dark, Damian Dark
Damian Dark, Damian Dark
Damian Dark, Damian Dark
Damian Dark, Damian Dark
Yeah, uh
I'm doing it
Doing it slow, doing it fast
I'm doing it (hard)
Like Kryptonian metal
Been in the game for too long
You owe me a medal so I can feel totally special (totally special)
Better put respect on my name
Smithsonian levels (Smithsonian levels, levels)
King of the brave, I am no slave
I am not Kunta (I am not Kunta)
King of the wave, King Kashmere
King of Zamunda (King Kashmere, King of Zamunda)
Dark vibes, bring on the anger (bring on the anger)
King of the Igbo, King of the Yoruba, King of Biafra
Black with a vengeance (black with a vengeance)
Cosmic cube in the palm of my hand when I zap the Avengers (R.I.P.)
Black man in the UK really not tryna get
Tapped by the entrance (tapped by the en-)
Black man in the UK really not tryna get jacked for the essence
Black with a vengeance
I'm going in
Going in hot, going in pure
I'm going in (raw, raw)
As if no screen time left, yes
And I foresee my death
One last shot for the cream I guess (cash rules everything around me)
One last assassination for the League I guess
Damian Dark, Damian Dark
Damian Dark, Damian Dark
Damian Dark, Damian Dark
Damian Dark, Damian Dark
Yeah, yeah
I'm going on
Darker and darker and darker and darker
I'm going on
Where did the sun go? Where did the fun go?
Bloodstained floor, clouds of the gunsmoke (smoke 'em)
Guess who killed it (guess who killed it)
Humanity's guts on the floor (clean it)
Guess who spilled it (ah)
Racks in the air, racks to the ear
Nah, racks in the bank (yeah put it in the bank my)
How you gonna win at anything when you ain't got
Gas in the tank? (When you're running on empty)
How you gonna win at anything when you ain'
T got gas in the tank? (Gas in the tank)
How you gonna win at anything when you ain't got...