Dark Horse
Yea
It's DARIEN
Still a bucking, blazing, underestimated dark horse
Ah
Yo
A dark horse, Kid Explicit was a steppingstone
Now it's DARIEN, still up for the title and throne of
Fire bars, sharp beats, and while this pick is popping
I guess it's back to the boards like I'm Dennis Rodman
Yea I'm high on my own lines, Tony Montana
Kicking up powder and dust
I brush the dirt off my shoulder like Hova
Know it's over if you're sending Drago up a mountain as Rocky as Balboa
Now just watch him move
He smooth as white chocolate
No smooth-talking
He ain't even got to talk shit
Because saying goes "if you talk shit,
You get hit more often"
Like bong rips, it'll put you in two kinds of coffins
They use to scoff at the kid
Now I'm about to go all off in this bitch, no stopping
Dumb lit
Searching for women with thighs dumb thick
Meat on them bones looking like a motherfucking drumstick
I'm still a work in progress
But in the process, I trust it
Yea I'm back with a vengeance
I leave them astounded
I got a couple of dozen people bumping and bouncing
Going so dumb and still looking dumbfounded
Don't ask me how I'm high and at the same time, stay grounded
Just like surround-sound, let it surround you
With no pat on the back, like the last pick of the draft
I'll comeback flyer than Tom Brady on some falcons
Just a youngling with his subs woofing
Never could've seen an underdog turned dark horse grow into a beast
Sunrise I wake up and break sweat for the paper
So now and then a dark horse got to snap his reigns off
Came up from the burbs, still, make a little something ill
At least worth one bump in the streets because
I'm a bucking, blazing, underestimated dark horse every day of the week
I'm a dark horse, don't sleep
Yea
I keep it G like a treble cleft
Down like the Devil's Nest
Even complex subjects to me seem simple explaining
Even without an ounce of context
I'm second to none with no contest
And got a thing for women who show me their titties
But I got higher love for hundreds and fifties
Through my music to cop the guap, it's so litty, so
Long may he reign until two thousand and fifty
DARIEN been picking up the slack with no cap
Raps is back now for lyrical smackdown
Just check the facts
Even after vax, Kovitz been deadly as catching COVID
While choking on broken glass
Now I'm going to run it back with raps like Brown's running backs
Underdogs, hit them with them combos
Dark horses, no broncos
On the Hunt for bitches
Teller, I got options
First she got Chubb, now she want De'Ernest Johnson
I fuck her burning rubber faster than Kawasakis
Her sloppy toppy got me speeding down the I-90
Yea the cops want cheddar
They might cook you if they catch you
And they relish the chance, but still probably playing ketchup
I'm hotter than a boiling kettle stirred by the devil
In Ohio in the summer with a sweater
When these wraps cut cold, and got you salivating, foaming from the mouth
It's damn near cyanide and deadly as the gout
And from here on out, you'll hear it in the north
To the south, west to east, I plant the seeds of money trees
All greens, and let them sprout
Then blow down the weed that I copped
It's the cream of the crop
Yea I did a mean little stop
I made a wee little swap
It's hard to stop when I got them good deals on the watch, so
When you see that dark horse blazing down the path
Know he passed the smoke and rose straight from the phoenix' ashes
Just a youngling with his subs woofing
Never could've seen an underdog turned dark horse grow into a beast
Sunrise I wake up and break sweat for the paper
So now and then a dark horse got to snap his reigns off
Came up from the burbs, still, make a little something ill
At least worth one bump in the streets because
I'm a bucking, blazing, underestimated dark horse every day of the week
I'm a dark horse, don't sleep
Huh
Don't sleep
It's DARIEN
Still a bucking, blazing, underestimated dark horse
Ah
Yo
A dark horse, Kid Explicit was a steppingstone
Now it's DARIEN, still up for the title and throne of
Fire bars, sharp beats, and while this pick is popping
I guess it's back to the boards like I'm Dennis Rodman
Yea I'm high on my own lines, Tony Montana
Kicking up powder and dust
I brush the dirt off my shoulder like Hova
Know it's over if you're sending Drago up a mountain as Rocky as Balboa
Now just watch him move
He smooth as white chocolate
No smooth-talking
He ain't even got to talk shit
Because saying goes "if you talk shit,
You get hit more often"
Like bong rips, it'll put you in two kinds of coffins
They use to scoff at the kid
Now I'm about to go all off in this bitch, no stopping
Dumb lit
Searching for women with thighs dumb thick
Meat on them bones looking like a motherfucking drumstick
I'm still a work in progress
But in the process, I trust it
Yea I'm back with a vengeance
I leave them astounded
I got a couple of dozen people bumping and bouncing
Going so dumb and still looking dumbfounded
Don't ask me how I'm high and at the same time, stay grounded
Just like surround-sound, let it surround you
With no pat on the back, like the last pick of the draft
I'll comeback flyer than Tom Brady on some falcons
Just a youngling with his subs woofing
Never could've seen an underdog turned dark horse grow into a beast
Sunrise I wake up and break sweat for the paper
So now and then a dark horse got to snap his reigns off
Came up from the burbs, still, make a little something ill
At least worth one bump in the streets because
I'm a bucking, blazing, underestimated dark horse every day of the week
I'm a dark horse, don't sleep
Yea
I keep it G like a treble cleft
Down like the Devil's Nest
Even complex subjects to me seem simple explaining
Even without an ounce of context
I'm second to none with no contest
And got a thing for women who show me their titties
But I got higher love for hundreds and fifties
Through my music to cop the guap, it's so litty, so
Long may he reign until two thousand and fifty
DARIEN been picking up the slack with no cap
Raps is back now for lyrical smackdown
Just check the facts
Even after vax, Kovitz been deadly as catching COVID
While choking on broken glass
Now I'm going to run it back with raps like Brown's running backs
Underdogs, hit them with them combos
Dark horses, no broncos
On the Hunt for bitches
Teller, I got options
First she got Chubb, now she want De'Ernest Johnson
I fuck her burning rubber faster than Kawasakis
Her sloppy toppy got me speeding down the I-90
Yea the cops want cheddar
They might cook you if they catch you
And they relish the chance, but still probably playing ketchup
I'm hotter than a boiling kettle stirred by the devil
In Ohio in the summer with a sweater
When these wraps cut cold, and got you salivating, foaming from the mouth
It's damn near cyanide and deadly as the gout
And from here on out, you'll hear it in the north
To the south, west to east, I plant the seeds of money trees
All greens, and let them sprout
Then blow down the weed that I copped
It's the cream of the crop
Yea I did a mean little stop
I made a wee little swap
It's hard to stop when I got them good deals on the watch, so
When you see that dark horse blazing down the path
Know he passed the smoke and rose straight from the phoenix' ashes
Just a youngling with his subs woofing
Never could've seen an underdog turned dark horse grow into a beast
Sunrise I wake up and break sweat for the paper
So now and then a dark horse got to snap his reigns off
Came up from the burbs, still, make a little something ill
At least worth one bump in the streets because
I'm a bucking, blazing, underestimated dark horse every day of the week
I'm a dark horse, don't sleep
Huh
Don't sleep
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Writer(s): Chad Kovitz
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