The Darkside
D-Xtreme Lyrics


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Peace don't make me laugh!
All I hear is motherfuckers rappin' succotash
Livin' large, tellin' me to get out the gang
I'm a nigga, gotta live by the trigger
How the fuck do you figure?
That I can say peace and the gunshots will cease?
Every cop killer goes ignored
They just send another nigga to the morgue
A point scored- they could give a fuck about us
They rather catch us with guns and white powder
If I was old, they'd probably be a friend of me
Since I'm young, they consider me the enemy
They kill ten of me to get the job correct
To serve, protect, and break a niggas neck
Cause I'm the one with the trunk of funk
And 'Fuck tha Police' in the tape deck
You should listen to me cause there's more to see
Call my neighborhood a ghetto cause it houses minorities
The other color don't know you can run but not hide
These are tales from the darkside

You wanna free Africa, I stare at yuh
Cause we ain't got it too good in America
I can't fuck with them overseas
My homeboy died over a key of cocaine
It was plain and simple
The 9mm went "pop" to the temple
"pop pop pop" was the sound I put the bitch down
And ran to the schoolyard bathroom
Looked in the trash can yo it had room
So I ducked my ass in it for a minute
Covered with trash I had to lay back
Mad as fuck, thinkin' about the payback
Tonight the crew gonna have a little fun
I went home and cut the barrel of my shotgun
It's gettin' critical, I stole a 5.0
I let it go, drive real slow
I yelled out 'Ice Cube sucker'
The shot-gun kicked, and it murdered motherfuckers
I told you last album
When I got a sawed off, bodies are hauled off
Its a shame, that niggas die young
But to the light side it don't matter none
It'll be a drive by homicide
But to me its just another tale from the dark side

Standing in the middle of war
In the middle we flex
When we die, we won't make Jet
+Ebony+ can't see to the light side
The term they apply to us is a nigga
Call it what you want, cause I'm comin' from the coroner
Sayin my rhymes with a Ph.D.
Who's black, don't wanna role, sells his soul
Watch his head go rollin'
Who the fuck are they foolin'?
Nobody knows, but I suppose the color of my clothes
Matches the color of the one on my face
As they wonder whats under my waist
Standin' on the verge of them gettin' brown




That's a fact got a fear on their bozack
Run, run, run, their ass off, they can not hide

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of D-Xtreme's song "The Darkside" express frustration and anger towards the issues of violence, discrimination, and racism faced by the African-American community in America. The opening lines reject the notion of peace, sarcastically mocking those who rap about it while violence and injustice continue to prevail. The lyrics highlight the reality faced by many African-Americans, where they feel the need to live by the trigger in order to survive. The question "how the fuck do you figure?" challenges the idea that peace can be achieved without addressing systemic problems.


The lyrics highlight the lack of attention given to the issues faced by the African-American community. Cop killers are ignored, and instead, law enforcement focuses on catching individuals with guns and drugs. The lyrics point out the disregard for black lives and the tendency to view young black men as enemies rather than individuals who need support and understanding. The line "they kill ten of me to get the job correct, to serve, protect, and break a n----'s neck" illustrates the unjust treatment and excessive force faced by black individuals at the hands of the police.


The lyrics also touch upon the struggles and hardships faced within the community itself. The mention of a friend who died over a drug deal gone wrong reflects the harsh realities of the drug trade and its consequences. The need for revenge, symbolized by cutting the barrel of a shotgun, demonstrates the lack of hope and the cycle of violence perpetuated. The act of yelling out "Ice Cube sucker" before committing a drive-by shooting shows the frustration and anger directed towards society.


The lyrics emphasize the continuous struggle faced by African-Americans, where they are caught in the middle of war and subjected to violence from both within their community and from outside forces. The term "n----" is mentioned, indicating the derogatory language used to dehumanize and marginalize black individuals. The lyrics express a sense of defiance, while acknowledging the fear and prejudice that they face. The closing lines suggest that they cannot be easily silenced or hidden away, as they continue to stand up against injustice.


Line by Line Meaning

Peace don't make me laugh!
The idea of peace is laughable to me.


All I hear is motherfuckers rappin' succotash
All I hear is fake and meaningless talk from other rappers.


Livin' large, tellin' me to get out the gang
People who live comfortable lives are telling me to leave the gang, but they don't understand my circumstances.


I'm a nigga, gotta live by the trigger
I'm a black person living in a dangerous environment, so I have to rely on violence to protect myself.


How the fuck do you figure?
I'm questioning the logic or reasoning behind someone's statement or belief.


That I can say peace and the gunshots will cease?
Am I supposed to believe that simply advocating for peace will stop the violence?


Every cop killer goes ignored
Society ignores the root causes that lead people to kill police officers.


They just send another nigga to the morgue
Instead of addressing the underlying issues, the authorities simply send more black people to their deaths.


A point scored- they could give a fuck about us
The authorities see our deaths as just a point scored, they don't care about us.


They rather catch us with guns and white powder
Law enforcement is more interested in catching us with weapons and drugs rather than addressing systemic issues.


If I was old, they'd probably be a friend of me
If I were older and not perceived as a threat, they would treat me differently.


Since I'm young, they consider me the enemy
Because of my age and skin color, they view me as an enemy.


They kill ten of me to get the job correct
Law enforcement doesn't hesitate to kill multiple people like me to achieve their desired outcome.


To serve, protect, and break a niggas neck
The police claim to serve and protect, but they often resort to violence and even killing black individuals.


Cause I'm the one with the trunk of funk
I'm the one who carries the truth and speaks out against injustice.


And 'Fuck tha Police' in the tape deck
I proudly listen to the song 'Fuck tha Police' as an act of resistance.


You should listen to me cause there's more to see
You should pay attention to my perspective because there is a deeper truth to discover.


Call my neighborhood a ghetto cause it houses minorities
My neighborhood is labeled a ghetto simply because it is predominantly occupied by minorities.


The other color don't know you can run but not hide
People of a different race are unaware that we can run but never truly escape the struggles we face.


These are tales from the darkside
These lyrics tell stories about the harsh realities and injustices faced by marginalized communities.


You wanna free Africa, I stare at yuh
When you talk about freeing Africa, I look at you skeptically.


Cause we ain't got it too good in America
Because we face many challenges and inequalities in America.


I can't fuck with them overseas
I can't relate or connect with people from other countries.


My homeboy died over a key of cocaine
My friend lost his life because of involvement with drugs.


It was plain and simple
The situation was straightforward and clear.


The 9mm went 'pop' to the temple
A gunshot from a 9mm firearm struck his temple.


'pop pop pop' was the sound I put the bitch down
The sound of multiple gunshots was what ended his life.


And ran to the schoolyard bathroom
I quickly fled to the bathroom at the schoolyard.


Looked in the trash can yo it had room
I looked inside the trash can and found enough space to hide.


So I ducked my ass in it for a minute
I squeezed myself into the trash can, hiding for a short period.


Covered with trash I had to lay back
I covered myself with garbage and had to lie low.


Mad as fuck, thinkin' about the payback
I was furious and plotting revenge in my mind.


Tonight the crew gonna have a little fun
Tonight, my group of friends and I are planning to engage in some illicit activities.


I went home and cut the barrel of my shotgun
I went home and modified my shotgun by cutting its barrel.


It's gettin' critical, I stole a 5.0
The situation is becoming dangerous, so I stole a police car.


I let it go, drive real slow
I drove the stolen car while remaining inconspicuous.


I yelled out 'Ice Cube sucker'
I shouted 'Ice Cube sucker' as an act of defiance and rebellion.


The shot-gun kicked, and it murdered motherfuckers
The shotgun fired and killed multiple individuals.


I told you last album
In my previous album, I already warned about this kind of violence.


When I got a sawed off, bodies are hauled off
Whenever I acquire a sawed-off shotgun, it leads to more dead bodies.


Its a shame, that niggas die young
It's tragic that young black people often lose their lives prematurely.


But to the light side it don't matter none
To those in power, the loss of black lives holds no significance.


It'll be a drive by homicide
The act of killing someone while driving by in a vehicle.


But to me its just another tale from the dark side
To me, it's just another story of the hardships and violence I've experienced in my life.


Standing in the middle of war
Finding oneself in the midst of a violent conflict.


In the middle we flex
Despite the dangerous situation, we remain resilient and strong.


When we die, we won't make Jet
When we die, our deaths won't be widely recognized or celebrated.


+Ebony+ can't see to the light side
People who are black or dark-skinned can't see the privileged side of society.


The term they apply to us is a nigga
They refer to us with a derogatory term, 'nigga'.


Call it what you want, cause I'm comin' from the coroner
You can label us however you like, but I speak from the reality of death and injustice.


Sayin my rhymes with a Ph.D.
I express my lyrics with a deep understanding and knowledge of the truth.


Who's black, don't wanna role, sells his soul
As a black person, I refuse to conform and compromise my principles.


Watch his head go rollin'
Witness the consequences faced by someone who challenges the system.


Who the fuck are they foolin'?
Who do they think they can deceive?


Nobody knows, but I suppose the color of my clothes
They don't truly understand, but they judge me based on the color of my attire.


Matches the color of the one on my face
The color of my clothes matches the color of my skin, leading to prejudice and discrimination.


As they wonder whats under my waist
They speculate and make assumptions about what I carry, often implying criminal activities.


Standin' on the verge of them gettin' brown
I'm at the point where they are about to become fearful or anxious about my actions.


That's a fact got a fear on their bozack
Indeed, they are afraid of what I might do or how I might retaliate.


Run, run, run, their ass off, they can not hide
They try to escape and avoid confrontations with people like me, but they can never truly hide from the reality of injustice and violence.




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Eric T. Sadler, George Jr. Clinton, Grace Cook Hazel, O'Shea Jackson

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