* this exception is permitted due to actual rap lyrics in the outro      [la the darkman]   Yeah, killa, the gza, la   Live, yeah, what yo   My clan is like usa the way we conquer   Lay back, grow more chocolate than willy wonka   Stomp ya, till your head bleed, your mouth bleed   Runnin wit the heart of slave that's been freed   Triple darkness, wild like a killer from sparfit   Heartless, trained to hit movin targets   Profit, .357 cocked it   Killed you, leave you wit your money in your pocket   My logic, money bitches layin the lessons   Allah blesses, me wit automatic weapons   Scholastic, geographic, stay jurassic   Runnin through medina wit the glock blastin   Rotten fruit, black je-sus, I got juice   Darkman move swift as a mongoose      [timbo king]   Yo, niggas caught plaque from bitin off the platinum   Dumb mc's caught the gum disease, ask them   Who style they took, two wild rooks   Tried to take a page when I'm the author of the book   At twenty-seven years young, y'all some old timers   I write wit invisible ink, y'all use eye liners   Define rhymers, the question and the answer   The dj and the dancers, check