Intro:
Word up!
Yeah! La The Darkman youknowhatI'msayin'
Word up! takin' you on this expedition, tropicanty
Word up! the underworld mission
YouknowhatI'msayin'
Revolution, yo
Check it out, yo

Chorus:
The La's invincible
You thug cats I'mma stab on pricipal
Better off dead workin' with a glass, go ahead
You got star dream on a corner drinkin' gasoline
My man threw you up in a fiend no contest
Dunn I'm bless and knew a devil in a blue dress
Dunn I'm bless and you a devil in a blue dress

Verse One:
YouknowhatI'msayin', word up! La the Dark...
Yo, this brilliant companion peace to the original
Approach my slang and end up in critical condition
When I lick my shells I ain't missin'
Technician, you get stabbed back in position
I know that money bring bitches and bitches aren't to be trusted
Some rappers sniff coke and others be gettin' dusted
City lights, a minute with new books to read
I feed my man locked down, my physicals and my seeds
I ain't got shit, while you rap n***as be playin' rich
Send you to Vegas in a ditch, makin' life cold switch
I'm invincible, you get dead before you start
My knife is sharp, push raps spikes to your art
La fight dirty, I strike first like snatching a purse
Inside my verse, take you to the edge of the earth
And throw you over, son you drunk I smack you sober
Assassin, blastin' up your range rover
Chorus

Verse Two:
Triple darkness, yo, expedition
Yo, I'm from a long breed of stick up kids, coke and hustlers
Gods, foreign cars, strong arm tec' tusslers
The streets got me in a hole chin-deep
Quantum leap, a bum told me life is cheap
My lyrics dancing, lamping eating fish in a Wu mansion
A park place I'm advancing and only my wiz I'm romancing
Posted, all you chicken n***as get roasted
I read manuscripts in 97 whips, Ls is toasted
I said something, I meant it
Your Benz'll get dented
My guns get more open than a envelope with money in it
Where I live it's only crack, fiends and dirty jeans
Shorties on the block with the platinum drug dreams
Everything an hour seems, I got bagged at 14
On a highway running guns outta New Orleans
It's La, what you think them n***as trembling pink
Stumbling, you a cat that turn tough when he drink
Keeping you lifted, reminisce on what Chris did
Pull out the mac and shot five cats and a civilian
Right in front of the building with kids playing, shells is spraying
On the second floor Shelly moms praying
Got caught by a stray in a window in broad day
And she died, fucked up it had to be that way
It was a drunk n***a who done it
Word up! youknowhatI'msayin', yo
Chorus

Outro:

Word up!
La Trafficante, youknowhatI'msayin'
You kids better walk straight and master you high
YouknowhatI'msayin' or you be the next to die
Word up! Sending hands to Allah
YouknowhatI'msayin' word up!
Triple darkness
Supreme, word up!
Power and my whole unit