Dariacore 2: Enter Here, Hell to the Left

the dariacore to YTP pipeline

The Big Ð Freestyle [Prod. Keegstar]Ft. Alexis, Joe, Dylan, Lea, Mathew

bleed (cover) - dead calm

they say i’m mama
but baby food not coming to u so don’t cry now
zero soulja yea im quick to pull the fah out
last betty crazy yea i caught her in lie wow
the shit i liked then i don’t rlly like now
and ima needa see sum bandz fo i fly out
gang
they swear i’m taking swag i dint take shit
careful what u say girl i’m not a tame bitch 
i was just a jit pops told me watch my language
not an evil kid i jus wanna kick it wit some thugs yea so that’s what i do
in the trap we making blue yea
its kinda cool yea
it’s kinda fun yea
she wan show me what her tongue do im like go head
betty swag catch me round here wit a tote bag
ima smoke some gas and ima go to bed
ima smoke some gas and ima go to sleep
i’ll slide u the shits but it ain’t yours to keep
what u thought this was? that shit had me weak
quick 2 blow the brainz watch em fly out
the gunshot jump scare you, markiplier
you sensitive? i’m out of here 
im not a fan of these bitches like get em out of here
i pull up and it’s all boys i got a right to fear 
like where the hoes at… did they disappear?
youn een gotta tell me ik it’s been a wild year
ts just started yea
you already hating, yea
like hoe get out my ear

ball, ball, ball, ball
shoutout muffin shoutout dede
ridin round miami w dat skrreh skrr

heartstopmiami- Thugz Prod. Miami (Kursedkane Exclusive)

Knock On Wood (Acoustic)

The Cup

From the AI mice meme, not a complete replica, but a riff if you shall.

The Mice Song

'Point A'
SoundCloud only.

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This one’s for U . . .
		. . . but U gotta look into my eyes first . . . 

I want you to be mad you didn’t think of it
I want you to want to keep the plastic
I want you to extract the acapella
I want you to feel like you can grasp it

I want that Poplife walk right talk nice
I want that first-class New York to Japan flight
I use my God-given name more than the one you call me
I didn’t have a choice， you didn’t earn the right

I’m in six figures of debt to multiple parties
I don’t regret anything more than making Johnny johnny
I can’t wait no more， cut the room in half — 
Girls to the front， boys to the back！ 

I split myself in two，  accidentally gave it all to U
Get your phones out， I like how it looks from the back
Get your phones out， I like how it looks from the back

I split myself in two，  I didn’t mean to give it all to U
Get your phones out， I like how it looks from the back
Get your phones out， I like how it looks from the back

I . . . O . . . U！ 

I split myself in two，  accidentally gave it all to U
Get your phones out， I like how it looks from the back
Get your phones out， I like how it looks from the back

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Written and recorded in Chicago IL， San Francisco CA， Los Angeles CA， Brooklyn NY， Queens NY.

bleed (cover) - dead calm

caleb