Young Rakeem

(Dark Saint)

Anywhere that I appear I'm the mother fucking talk in town
But Southeastern mass was my mother fucking stomping ground
I grew up as a snot nose, who barley even got cloths
But in a room full of cats I was still el gato

Swerving all you dumb hoes and haters like you potholes
You thinking that you way ahead and really it is not close
I'm cooking up like narcos, eating beats like tacos
You never leveled up you still messing with them block hoes

The type of shit I'm on is like Rza mixed with Makaveli
I might get Dark Saint tatted on my belly
I might cook a bunch of beats on an MPC
And shit on every single rapper in the industry

Your lucky that you witness me, doing what I do
I'm like a young Rakeem assembling a crew
Or method mixed with Rick flair, these bitches be like Woo
But it's dark Saint, Saint gang I thought you bitches knew

Mic check, mic check, mics I wreck
Better show respect or protect ya neck
Throw a dart at ya heart, you don't wanna start
A Genius to U God, your not very smart

The chamber of darkness, you don't wanna spark this
2024, We the new benchmark bitch
Taking all your money and sharing with my clan
Cause cash rules everything, that's my method man

That's my modus operandi, and my clan is vast
Still with the homies from the past that'll put you in a cast
Boom, Bap, Bop, beat on that ass
Turn it up real loud make the speakers blast

Bitches ain't shaking ass to no beats that's trash
Got that B.I.G. wave smash to make you girl go splash
I'm on that Big Poppa, bitches rub you tittie shit
Not no funny style, dancing, Ditty shit

Nothin' funny about getting money so that's why I rarely jest
If this shit was a joke then I'd be the silliest
If words are weapons, better wear a double vest
Cause lyrically speaking I'm as lethal as the best

You can't see me on the mic so don't try it
Fam laughing at your ass 'cause the shit's a riot
You acting hard but your gangsta, we don't buy it
Niggas talking more than Keefe D, be quiet

Mic check, mic check, mics I wreck
Better show respect or protect ya neck
Throw a dart at ya heart, you don't wanna start
A Genius to U God, your not very smart

The chamber of darkness, you don't wanna spark this
2024, We the new benchmark bitch
Taking all your money and sharing with my clan
Cause cash rules everything, that's my method man

Dark saint is for the the children, That's why we keep on building
Destroy the PI complex and the shit we getting Killed in
I was a drug dealing villian, with a righteous feeling
Born with nothing but I'm gonna leave 'em millions

There's value in my rhymes, I drop jewels in the verse
Wu-tang got 36, I got chamber of commerce
Cause I'm all about business, the lord is my witness
I've been getting money since the days of Fonda fitness

Your whole crew wit less, you wouldn't pass a Litmus
They saying I'm the most high, I wouldn't pass a piss test
God of the red eye, king of the cheif
I blessed my whole community with the finest of leaf

Blessed with beats, got bitches washing my feet
They treat me like I'm Christ I can't cross the street
They putting palm leaves on the ground for my ass to walk on
'Cause it's only God flow any track that I talk on

Mic check, mic check, mics I wreck
Better show respect or protect ya neck
Throw a dart at ya heart, you don't wanna start
A Genius to U God, your not very smart

The chamber of darkness, you don't wanna spark this
2024, We the new benchmark bitch
Taking all your money and sharing with my clan
Cause cash rules everything, that's my method man