shrooming on the curbside

Darkie/brahman chill

This is def not gonna be in any order just random collection of all unreleased lil darkie/brahman songs I could find

Every unreleased lil darkie/brahman I could find

fun list

when i move i

cover by @ fvckk.bvnn on IG

glide (w/ bruhmanegod)

SoundCloud Description: Unknown

Background Info: Throwaway track posted privately to Darkie's Discord server in early 2019. This was spread around a bit until it was leaked.

Lil Darkie - CETTLE BLACK PROD. H E A L

SoundCloud Description: She keeps pushing coke n it's killing my high

Background Info: This was the third song to drop under the Lil Darkie name. Unlike 'BONG RIP' and 'NO HANDS', this was deleted far earlier (mid-late 2018) and has since remained lost. He remade the song in early 2019 using the same beat and lyrics.

Lil Darkie - COKE NAIL

SoundCloud Description: heat wave

Background Info: Collaboration with LIL VAMP. For some reason, this was deleted in 2019-2020 along with other early tracks.

Lil Darkie - LET IT SPARK ft. Lil Vamp Prod. Faded Hippie

Confidential Thoughts

Glock on Tuck

Brahman - How To Roll A Joint 1 Take Bonus

Me vs. Me

Shotta Flow 6

i'll put it on all platforms in like a week or so. like the good old days

lyrics:
i don't dream anymore
trapped in what i see
i just want to sleep
i just want to sleep
drifting by
while awake
feeling great
the whole day i am hiding
i need reminding it's okay to be dying

sometimes it feels good to be crying
i'm okay
every bird in the world, flying
it feels so good to be dying with you
(it feels so good)
it feels so good to be dying with you
it feels so good to be alive

reminding (prod. brahman)

Weatherman

art by @fvckk.bvnn
lyrics:
i can’t tell you 
i can’t tell you how many times
that i’ve wanted i’ve wanted to quit
i can’t tell you 
i can’t tell you how many times
that i’ve wanted i’ve wanted to run

gotta stay strong  
gotta stay strong my friend 
gotta stay strong  
there’s no one in the end
to watch you run

keep step wit me
if you forget take a breath 
keep me in yo mind 
there’s no one left here
i feel my spine move every step
bring me one step closer to escape
realizing all is fake
the illusion of being awake
i hope my son know that he’s made to walk the sun

you can run decide 
to fight or fly, i may

choose to ride the lightning
miles away 
 
i hope my son know that he’s made to walk the sun
i hope my son know daddy’s proud of what he’s done
i hope you live to shoot another day
you’d better brought some bullets in your gun

the night the day
the time decay 
our bodies escape from us

why do we 
have to prey on eachother
quite so much?

there is no answer to these questions
learn your lesson
walk away from awesome power
blessings come with practice
on our backs is all this weight 
some can’t handle knowing 
it’s their fate

and they wanna go back, oh yeah
and they tryna go back, oh yeah
but there aint no goin back, oh no
yeah there’s only one path, oh yeah

and they wanna go back, oh yeah
yeah they tryna go back, oh yeah
but there aint no goin back, oh no
yeah there’s only one path, oh yeah

i can’t tell you 
i can’t tell you how many times
that i’ve wanted i’ve wanted to quit
i can’t tell you 
i can’t tell you how many times
that i’ve wanted i’ve wanted to run

gotta stay strong  
gotta stay strong my friend 
gotta stay strong  
there’s no one in the end
to watch you run

RUN (PROD. BRAHMAN)

EAT MY SOCKS!

LYRICS:

LIL DARK SAMBO


BITCH IM LITTLE, DARK, SAMBO

IN THE JUNGLE LIKE IM RAMBO
KEEP A HANDLE ON MY DAMN POLE

LIGHT YOU LIKE A CANDLE

RED DOT, FOREHEAD I AM HINDU
YOUR HEAD DONT KNOW SHIT BOUT WHAT I BEEN THROUGH

NIGGAS SAY IM DARK, UH
NIGGAS SAY IM NOT DARK ENOUGH
CLOSE YOUR EYES THEN
DIE END YOUR LIFE IT’S BEEN TOUGH

PUTTING UP WIT CHU
SUP WIT CHU
NIGGA SHUT UP BITCH YOU 
SUCK DICK WONT FUCK WITH CHU
PUNKS

GUNK ROCK
MONK TALK
KEEP THE FUNK IN MY TRUNK

JUNK YARD
I DUNK HARD 
ON RAPPERS THAT BUNK

I FEEL LIKE SAMBO
I MADE THAT MY MANTRA

HOP IN THE LAMBO
IM BLAZING THAT GANJA
I WANT TA

(0:48)
GETTING IT 
GETTING IT
SETTING SOME RECORDS
IGNORING THE PECKERS

I GOTTA GO HARDCORE
SPIT SOME BARS MORE
TILL THESE RETARDS DIE OFF

BETTING IT
BETTING IT
HAPPEN NO CAPPING 
THIS SHIT FINNA DETONATE
CELEBRATE

OUR TOUR 
GOING FAR WHORE 
WANNA BE HARD THAT’S SOFT

IRONY

IRONY
FIRE ME

TRY TOO ILL REMIND YOU THAT I EARNED MY SHARE
BURNED MY HAIR

TURNED MY STARE 
INTO AN IC-ON 

KILL SHIT TIL IM GONE
LEGEND LIKE RHYDON 

[YEAH I KNOW IT I’SNT LEGENDARY BUT GROUDON SOUNDED GAY SO FUCK YOU YA FUCKIN NERD]

LET BYGONES BE BYGONES
DRINK A TALL BOY LIKE PYLONS
IN HER ASS CHEEKS LIKE NYLON
NIGGA

SHE MADE THE PYTHON BIGGER

RIGHT ON 
WETTER SAIGON WEATHER
FIGHT ON BETTER BITE ON LEATHER
GUNPOWDER DUMP SIGHT ON HEAD 
I TIGHTEN UP
THEN LIGHT EM UP
SAID I
I FEEL LIKE SAMBO AT A
HEIGHT THAT YOU CANT GO

BITCH IM LITTLE DARK SAMBO

IN THE JUNGLE LIKE IM RAMBO
KEEP A HANDLE ON MY DAMN POLE

LIGHT YOU LIKE A CANDLE

RED DOT, FOREHEAD I AM HINDU
YOUR HEAD DON’T KNOW SHIT BOUT WHAT I BEEN THROUGH

NIGGAS SAY IM DARK, UH
NIGGAS SAY IM NOT DARK ENOUGH
CLOSE YOUR EYES THEN
DIE END YOUR LIFE IT’S BEEN TOUGH

PUTTING UP WIT CHU
SUP WIT CHU
NIGGA SHUT UP BITCH YOU 
SUCK DICK WONT FUCK WITH CHU
PUNKS

I STOMACH A LOT OF THE SHIT 
WIT MY SPIT
I RUN UP I SHOT HIM I DIP
GET THAT HIT
I DIG THAT DITCH
THE BOTTOM A LOT OF EM HIT
ROT EM FORGOT HIM HE SLIP
BIT BY BIT

B-B-B-B-
BITCH I TURN A OPPER TO BUTTER 
THAT NIGGA MELTING
IN THE JUNGLE AINT NO KAISER
NO SUTTER NOBODY HELPING

LITTLE SAMBO WITH THE STICK IN HIS GRIP
LIKE IT’S AN UMBRELLA 
HIT LIKE TAMBOURINE AND GET RID OF 
BITCHES, PUSSIES, AND FELLAS

LIL DARK SAMBO (PROD. WENDIGO)

(PROD. WENDIGO)

if peter piper picked his pepper
then peter piper’s fickle pepper
would hit his knees

either fight or use your steppers
lose your sight become a leper
kill yourself please

buy some psilocybin 
and then hide it from your mother
now my eyes begin to widen
face is sliding off my brother

been a bad kid
such a bad kid

don’t be a bad kid
or you’ll be put inside the corner
now my former friends is acting like i owe them shit

had to grow then split

like mitosis or division 
you don’t know this you aint listen
on the slow end bitch

I’m official nigga
as in i am in possession of a missile nigga
trigger on my desk it can get fiscal nigga

call me mister dark one
pull up spark one at the park and when the 
narcs pull up im stomping out the bark

been a BAD KID

HIDING FROMS PIGS IN THE PLANTS
GOT HELLA TWIGS IN MY PANTS
THROW SOME GRAFFITI WE LONELY
RUN AROUND WITH WITH MY HOMIES

GIRL-FRIEND ACTING LIKE SHE DONT KNOW ME
SEPARATED NOW SHE WITH MY GUY TONY
I SHOOT THE CANNON MAN YOU ON SONY
NIGGAS IS CHARLA-TAINS NIGGAS PHONIES

DEAL WITH IT REAL QUICKLY

NO ID RATHER FEEL SHITTY
RATHER GO AND CREATE AN ISSUE
DISS YOU THEN I TAKE YO TISSUES
MOMMA PRAYING UP TO VISHNU 

WRECKING SHIT LIKE SHIVA

TAKING BUTTER LIKE KRISHA 
BAD KID SCHOOL MOVIES
PARENTS SCARED THEY GON LOSE ME
SHIT’S COOL LIKE A SMOOTHIE
TIL THEY THROW YOU INTO JUVIE

LOCKED UP

i got some hours to think
or got some time to complain

what does it say in your brain
while you dangle yo feet o’er the brink 

not good at dealing with drink
but not good at dealing with pain

so I’m throwing up in the sink 
and my vomit is clogging the drain

FUCK UP MY FUTURE
LIKE KAMSUTRA

FROM EVERY ANGLE
HIT BELOW MY MY ANKLE

KICK BELOW MY NUT 
SAC HOMIES BUST BACK

NOW THEY DEAD HOMIES
KNOW THE FEDS KNOW ME

GROW THAT BREAD SLOWLY
SPEND IT ALL SURELY
I WAS UP EARLY

EYES WIDE PEARLY
WHITES SHINING

HOW IM ROUGH RIDING
AND IT’S TOUCH TRYING 
TO BE HAPPY

WHEN YOU ALWAYS ON THE RUN
ALWAYS WORRIED BOUT A GUN
ALWAYS TRIPPING ON THE FUNDS

ALWAYS SLIPPING INTO DANGER
FREQUENTLY AT PEAK ANGER
REEK OF WEED ON EACH FINGER

IM NOT DISSING MARIJUANA
IM SAYING YO REASON FOR SMOKING IMPORTANT

NOW I BE TOKING TO FOCUS A COUPLE THINGS
I WAS BROKEN I COULD SHORTEN MY SUFFERING

if peter piper picked his pepper
then peter piper’s fickle pepper
would hit his knees

either fight or use your steppers
lose your sight become a leper
kill yourself please

BAD KID (PROD. WENDIGO)

Big Sleez OG

Big Sleez OG (feat. SosMula)

lyrics:
i would love to show everybody how crazy this, but it's unfortunate that we can't, because not everybody will be able to handle it
well, call the police and send them to my place of residence
i love you
i love you too, man, thank you for being here for me

i went to sleep at five o'clock
woke back up at around one
gotta use the John, like a round one
roach on the ground, move around one
and now it's two 'cause i was burnin'
now i'm up at seven 'cause my body learnin'
how to catch a z, no promethazine
it's a cloudy summer, what the weather mean?
i been thinkin' 'bout how i'ma eat based on dollar amounts
i got that app and account
that show me if i surmount
to other people, i'm not worth what i have done
i am worth what i have owned
what i have sold, how many dollar i hold
how many tuck in my fold
how many bands that i roll
i feel my heart and it cold
colder than ice, colder than ice
knockin' down somebody door
"get on the floor!"
people have heard that before
gettin' stuck up and sent home
i know i'm trapped in this world
i know i'm trapped in this form
might as well act like i'm born
i am a human
i will kill everything i can adorn
bring me your art, bring me your laws
fuck it, i'm burnin' it all
ridin' through Vernon to ball in the valley
i can not get out of cali
i love the ocean and alleys
livin' in the wild, wild west
i just wanna pile my checks
i just wanna find that key
i just wanna set me free
i don't know, let me be
i don't know, let me be!
workin' like da vinci
'cause i got no love in me
i just got that blood in me
i won't put that mud in me
i wanna feel pain
'cause if there ain't pain, no gain
and i don't wanna fry my brain
i've done about every strain
and i'ma enjoy my lane
and i'ma enjoy my reign, you bet
you niggas ain't feel nothing yet
but i ain't even place my bet
yeah i ain't even show my hand
and you goin' down, one band
abandon your band in a can
i am a man (yuh, ayy, huh)
but we are the thoughts in his head
i am trapped, i must rap
or else everything turnin' to red
turnin' in bed
people at work goin' on about me
and these rappers is showin'
they think that i owe 'em
i just might pick up and throw 'em
i just might blow up and show 'em
i know i'm trapped, i know i'm trapped
i know i'm trapped, i know i'm trapped
i know i'm trapped like a bird in a cage
i know i'm trapped, and it fill me with rage
i know i'm trapped in another man's mind
i know i'm trapped, i'm the last of my kind
i'm trapped, i'm trapped
alone in the city, got 12 on my ass
got 19 years in me, i'm older to many
this kid drinkin' henny at kick backs
said i do not look like i'm young

i know im trapped,

lyrics:
it was like we were like in--it didn't feel like purgatory, because it looked beautiful. but, though, when we died, we were like god. like we were the almighty, like, we could, like every time i took a breath it felt like "ahhh!"

for the first time, i could die
i could die and rest my head
i could forget what they said
mushroom tore through me like lead
i'm dead
i'm dead
i'm dead
i'm dead
i'm dead
i'm dead
i'm dead
everything is really funny when you're dead
i got hella shit to laugh about
spilling from my head
i just love how some of you walk about
walk about my town with my homie
rockin' out
walk about my town feeling lonely
i'm on that sad way
having a bad day
lift your hand and wait
smile so blandly
i'm dead
i'm dead
i'm dead
i'm dead
i'm dead
i'm dead
i'm dead

"there was points where i'd--we would be talking like this, but we'd--we would be in that other world."
"yes."
"right."
"i think, sometimes like this: to me, that other world is here all the time, and we just can't see it."

i feel like darkness, don't make me cry no more
what i don't know, i won't hide no more

boo (*woman screaming*)

i've been in the gutter to long
making new songs
smoking on the tea, oolong, that's right
i don't give a fuck, you wrong
i am too strong
i ain't even care and you on that mic
i am really rapping, no shit
i spit my truth in the booth
i ain't fucking with a group ass boy-o
that pollo not loyal, we royal
kill yourself in the poop

but then i made no hands. *chuckle*

but then i died.

lyrics:
https://genius.com/Lil-darkie-at-first-i-couldnt-lyrics

at first i couldn't,

lyrics:
it's your life i'll end
it's your life i'll end
it's your life i'll end
it's your life i'll end

you eat food because you gotta or you wanna?
honest question, tell me, you want mre’s or benihana?
it's a lesson in there somewhere, i'm too high to add a comma
messing up my chest with recreational marijuana
innit, innit
funny how we think we got our backs
you the snake in your own heel
you ain’t buying your own meal
you is faking, that’s for real
i know i am my own Satan
that's a fact i'm not debatin'
i am high as fuck, i’m fadin'
something else will take my place and say things for me
i ain’t accountable, my accolades are uncountable
pain insurmountable, i deal with shit at a pound a bowl
fuck on your bitch and she’s pound-able, uh
i am a sinner, i could be a tutor
but not on the news as a shooter (oh boy!)
you should bury your secrets inside of your mental
so bury them deep, i'll put blood in your dental
i’m biting the end of the barrel
i tried to kill myself too many times so i rhyme like i'm feral
straight from the bottom of the barrel
goin' to hell like gomorrah, or cain killing abel
i had it flood on my wrist
i had it flood on my wrist, make it drip, drip
now it will never get watched
i don't want time on my mind 'til i rip, rip
all of you people should off yourself
i’d love to see you in awful health
i don’t give fuck about your feelings, bro (uh huh)
they want to use all my talents and gifts
i ain’t kneeling, though (never)
kill yourself, always freeloading (uh)
kill yourself, don’t need decoding (yuh)
out of line, so i’m reloading (uh uh)
i don’t need any or all you to feature
you get a feature you probably a teacher to me
if you hurt then you probably a reacher
now it's somebody else turning the bleachers
i ain't that nerd, nah, forget whatever you heard, yuh
i can not run in a herd, i’m just running the pack, yuh
sack Town, we do not back down, crack down
fuck with us you get smacked 'round, pacquiao
on some real cool shit, took a eighth of 'shrooms, been a new dude since
everybody calling me telling me i’m different
i killed myself, motherfucker, i lived it
become a new person, you can not survive
if you is a bitch, then you run and you hide
you’d be surprised, seeing with new pair of eyes
this is just one of my lies
i am inside, i am inside of my mind but eye make me blind, i
i only need one, i am the free one
every day i woke up, wanted to be done

that's how tiny we are. if that's how small the simulation is, why am i here? why is everything so perfect, like, in the moment, like, oh, no, no anxiety, no nothing and then... bam, you're back in life

so then i tried.

lyrics:
fucking having a "broken bike," oh, shut up!
who put me in the same room as this faggot?
hi! welcome! the first song is gonna be a note from the author to himself, and after that, it's gonna--not be that

hey everyone, this is lil darkie! just checking in to remind you to keep all hands, arms, feet, and legs inside your thoughts at all times, okay dears?

i feel like i am jim carrey
the mask i wear is scary, ooh, uh
hand on the cream like berry
i licked the bitch like mary (*licks*)
yeah tha--yeah that's me
if you can't even rap, stop yapping
you switching up, you capping
talking--talking shit
you got nobody to share
all of your hate with
who care
throw a--throw a fit
i don't care one bit
but i couldn't, wouldn't, won't, cause you a bitch
i just wonder how long it would take for you to die
hanging higher than you've ever been on any line
fine
him dead on the road, tec-9
put it through the head he used to hear my rhymes
i hope
pussy you a fucking fraud
pussy boy i pray to god
(kill--kill yours--)
i've been making enemies, head of bees on my neck
i be buzzing, i be cussing and busting a fucking tec

yeah they be talking that shit but i don't give a fuck i throw no hands in public
you wanna run up and hit and get hit with the bucket then buck it right on the subject
i am the voice in your head that you don't wanna hear but you just gotta learn to love it
i am the hand on the gat that be itching to blow on the sheriffs if i ain't above it
i got a bit of the weed
i got a bit of the wad
you got a bit of the seed
you got a bit of the talk
serving a bit of the rock
that was a cap
pussy you fronting a lot
pussy you front on the gram
you not a man
you is a rat and a prick
you gotta cap for a dip
pussy you banned
pussy you renting them cars
pussy you buying them bars
barely a guy
nigga you barely alive
nigga hop outta my line
i see you lurking
i see you peeping my shit
i see you weeping a bit
i'm out of town
sorry the boy ain't around
i'm gonna lay with the pound, yuh
that's the way i like it, soon as i switch which lanes
i would swing a young darkie like i switched up brains
i got water in my body, i am poor, i reign
i got slaughter in my blood, i am so insane
taught our apes that all doubt me i'm a monkey say it proudly
woo!

it's a zoo back home
wish i drew that chrome
put 'em down when i had the chance
make it look like happenstance
cops will do a tapping dance
and opps will get a crap in pants
i'm a wraith
i'm feeling darker, cannot concentrate
i am hate
i wanna park and hit you in your face
feel the bass
i'm smoking heavy blunt is always laced
run the raids
but no one know if darkie caught a case
fuck you, g
you nigga bitches niggas ain't for me
tainting me
i can't believe these kids are painting me and
drawing me
i don't know what they might have saw in me
a ball of meat
i throw 'em out until it's perfect bro
worth it though
they not around when i am hurting more
i don't care
that's why i choose to go delete my hair
and now they staring at me like i mattered all along to them
i'm your friend
i'm Lil Darkie, it's your life i'll end

it's your life i'll end
it's your life i'll end
it's your life i'll end
it's your life i'll end
it's your life i'll end
it's your life i'll end
it's your life i'll end
it's your life i'll e-

i wanted to kill myself,

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If the creators or producers of a song want me to take shit down I will.  I did this because it was 4 am on a Friday. To anyone who just found this account please know these are reposts of deleted songs from Lil Darkie's old persona, I did not make this because I cannot make shit. Thank you for understanding and have a good day.

Brahman - How To Roll A Joint 1 Take Bonus

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