I wish xxx and darkie had a chance to meet each other they go hand and hand on most tracks such a tragedy

Re realese without Edison’s whack ass lyrics pls.

I listened to this song on shrooms and it fuckin hit fr

(Yo, put in on dow-)

Switchblade in the back of my pocket, 
you know I’m in for the profit, I always aim to get my money up Stupid niggas only be looking to get they funny up 
If I see em come around they know they getting muddied up, 
don’t give a fuck 
I’ll pop out on like any nigga, keep it tucked on waistline, you know I am not fucking wit the play time 
You can’t rhyme, you know I’m only riding wit the best, got the foo foo niggas stressed, I’m on the block and never need a vest

Introduce a nigga face into my timberland, 
I got my oppas shivering, they’ll never play wit me again 
Walk into the party and my diamonds glistening, he wasn’t listening when I told him I’m boutta up it on him 

Think about me so much that I’m prolly in ya dreams, rockin old supreme, while I’m takin a shot of Jim Beam, you switched teams So now I think it’s justified to make ya fuckin bitch cream, you know I’ll take ya life away on live stream  (Aye, aye, aye, aye)


Aye,
Bitch I hop out the Beam
Aye,
Bitch I walk out the Beam
Big steppa, and I'm Big Double D
Big steppa in my Louis V/Supreme

I can't walk, watch out, I might slip
From the 9-5-4, bitch we still on fuck shit
Gang gang, if you ain't gang you can't hang
You so broke, what you on for?
Noctvrnl Gang, its what ya bitch say
I'm sippin drank, put my whole three in a Lemonade
Bitch on my dick, aye
Because I'm cool, aye
Finna pop up on this pill like ooh, aye

I'm in the same damn shit that I been in, pussy
Imma pull up on yo bitch, she gon suck up on me, suck up on me
Gang
From the 9-5-4 to the N-Y-C 
Bitch it's Big Double D


Me and my boys in NYC, and we poppin shit
I walk into the Rick Owens store, cuz I'm coppin shit
Rick Owens shorts, big pockets, I be droppin shit
Take that nigga out of the photo, we be croppin shit

Big bands, big pile of money, with the opulence
Everytime I ride the subway, hop it, they ain't stop us once
Everytime I ride the subway, leave a sticker on the seat
Dark liquor, brown liquor, I like all my liquor sweet

I smoke grabba-leaf, not so swisher sweets
I'll take a Bacon Egg and Cheese, don't be cheap with the meat
It's 3AM, but a nigga starving and he gotta eat
I'm smoking so much weed that the stars are not that far to me
I'm sorry, bitch ass nigga, huh, pardon me
Didn't see ya there, I guess you're just hard to see
Lil Darkie, that's a tough act, hard to beat
I see them tryna spit, but this rappin shit's a part of me

HOBKNOCKER FEAT. XATOKAI, EDDISON, LIL DARKIE

real.m4a

MV: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gBXecogf_gY
SHIT!

SHIT (PROD. SOLSA) {LATE RELEASE} [MUSIC VIDEO IN DESC.]

UPSET W/ LIL DARKIE [PROD. WENDIGO]

RUST (PROD. SOLSA)

BLOODSHOT

BLOODSHOT W/ LIL DARKIE [prod. cole the king]

ELEMENT (FT. DIRTY) (PROD. WENDIGO)

DON'T GET BIT!

DARKIE LYRICS:
GASTERACANTHA CANCRIFORMIS

MAD CUZ THEY CANT EEN OUT PERFORM US

SHHHHHHH

STOP THINKING BOUT THAT
PULL YO PANTS UP

AINT NOBODY KNOW WHERE THIS’LL
END UP

HEY NIGGA
HOW IT HAPPEN?

GAIN FIGURES
FROM YO RAPPING

THEY FIGURE 
THAT YOU FAPPING

STAY WITCHA 
STEADY YAPPING

HEY NIGGA
ARE YOU HAPPY?

SURROUNDED 
BY ALL THIS CAPPIN?

IM HOUNDED
BY BITCHES LAPPING

MY ENERGY UP THEY SAPPING

YOU CANT TAP IN
YOU CANT TAP IN NO MORE
YOU CANT TAP IN WITH ME
THIS MY CITY
DON'T ASK ME FOR NOTHING
I DON'T HAVE NO PITY 
YOU AINT HIT ME

LESS YOU NEED A FIX
BITCH I AINT NO TOOL
YOU LIKE EVERY NIGGA 
PAY TO GO SCHOOL
FUCK YO UNI
AINT SHIT TO ME

KARMA IS A BITCH
DON'T GIVE HER ATTENTION AND SHE’S LIABLE TO SWITCH
SWITCH AND I MIGHT
LEAVE YO WHOLE CAREER UP IN A DITCH
ALL YOU FAGGOTS CARE ABOUT IS MAYBE GETTING RICH

[BUG FLVCO AND EDDY ABOUT THEY LYRICS!!!!]

GASTERACANTHA CANCRIFORMIS (PROD. SOLSA X WENDIGO)

IN HONOR OF SJW'S CONTINUOUSLY TRYING TO ROCK MY SHIT:

Lyrics: 

shit
pop a squat and take a shit
i could make one bigger than my dick

cuz i eat a lot
yeah I’m smoking pot
what’s it to ya?

2012 get buck by pouya

now i got my own videos
a freshy watching

howdy!

i prefer to keep the venue cloudy
thinking very loudly
niggas getting rowdy 
say it proudly
i only keep real niggas around me

this a simulation
half you niggas faking acting tired
smelling bacon on you bitch he got a wire
he a liar

he not snitching to no coppers 
but he snitching to his niggas
talking shit like bitches picking out they knickers
at the mall how you figure?

staring at yo image in the mirror
yo distorted sense of self will pull you nearer
never clearer in yo vision

prison of reality 
decision to leave everything behind
like a fatality 

i might take a shit
i might pop a squat and take a shit
leave that shit behind in a ditch

that aint what you want
that aint what you need
hug yo ego while it bleed
fore you die spread yo seed
or else why you even breathe

SHIT
NIGGA
pop a squat and take a shit
BIGGER SHIT MEAN YOU BEEN EATING
DROP A BRICK
IN THE BOWL

YOU GET SICK IN THE COLD
PUT A HOODIE ON 
HOODIE ON 
WHY YOU TALKING ABOUT HOW YOU COULD BE ON
COULD BE ON

SHIT ON YOU NIGGAS
WHEN IM SITTING
SPITTING EVERYTHING IVE WRITTEN OUT MY LIPS
IM INDEPENDENT

AINT THE KINDA GUY TO PEN IT
WHY YOU GOTTA ACT OFFENDED 
SENDING SHOTS BUT YOU AINT MEANT IT
SO MY WHIP AINT EVEN DENTED

-

if I’m parched grip my water real tight
if it’s dark then i’ll turn on a light
at the park i might get in a fight 
tony stark nigga please end your life

if I’m hungry ill eat a thing
i like when the little bird sing
everything gonna gon be alright
if it’s dark nigga turn on a light

when i punch i use both of my fists
i hope you slit both of your wrists
i don’t care if your mom approves of this
tell that sweet lady gobble up my kids

if i’m sad i might go have a cry
if i’m mad i become another guy
i feel bad i might have to get high
another week pass let’s all hurry up and die!

hurry up and
hurry up and
hurry up and
die

i will greet my fate with a fire in my eye
isn’t this shit great that you scared of saying bye
there aint no debate, aint no point to be alive so

if I’m parched then my head will feel light
if it’s dark then i’ll let it be night
at the park aint no rod aint no pipe
make my mark and let god end my life

-

AH I GET IT! no reason to be anything, so no reason to be sad! 
i make up the everything, yes i make up the bad!

i hope you learn to control your negativity and find balance within
balance in this world will follow

MUSIC FOR HUMAN? (FT. WENDIGO) (PROD. SOLSA/LiL CUBENSiS)

LYRICS:

FLVCO:
Fuck nigga back down nope not done yet 

Rum ruby reds dead black mags not set 

Why me slimy green gob goo threat 

What

Spine sword cure mark my minds been met 


EDDISON:
my dick look like a sword
your bitch a dirty fucking whore
(writing his lyrics down cuz he is a crackhead)

DARKIE:
we go harder than a bitch
we go harder than a bitch
we go harder than a bitch that got a dick
she got a dick

Dope bag got the same weight as my GPA
4 grams of the gas I don’t sell that seedy, eh
but I sell my CDs, eh
you do nothing really, eh
Beat a fuck darkie up, make the school mediate

Bitch I’ve had bug bites on me for like six months
Ain’t no question why I’m rolling up these thick blunts

You think I’m excited about breathing in carcinogens?
I just don’t wanna feel the itch sitting on my skin again

TAKIS IN MY MOUTH
BURN A HOLE IN MY ANUS

LUCKY WITH THE PLAYS
THEY MAKE ANYBODY FAMOUS

WHY YOU LOOKING SAD?
CUZ YOU SEE YO SELF AS FAMELESS

SHAMELESS, PUSSY ASS NIGGAS ACT BRAINLESS

Burn lames
Put a nigga in a urn same
Sir name
Written on a rock that pertain

Bird brain
No! you cannot play the word game 
Earn fame
I don’t fuck with beef it always turn shame

HORNS TO THE FOREHEAD
SKIP TO THE SMOKE SHOP
BORN TO GET MORE BREAD
WHIP UP A COKE ROCK 

HORNS TO THE FOREHEAD
HARD SHIT BUMPS
HORNS TO THE FOREHEAD
GARBAGE PUNKS

GARBAGE PUNKS (PROD. SOLSA X DARKIE)

lyrics:
what are you doing step bro?!?
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MD74Uezjbks

RUST (PROD. SOLSA)

GUNK ROCK

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