U SEEIN THIS NUMBER THINK IT SOMEHOW MAKE YOU GREATER

Lil Darkie

COKE NAIL (PROD. FADED HIPPIE)

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)

FT. @954EDD GUITAR AND BASS BY @itsanthonyofficial
COVER BASED ON THE ART FOR "GG ALLIN'S XMAS SONG"
LYRICS:

DARKIE:
oi

if he talking reckless we stomp him in his shit
on the concrete breathless i’m running from a
pitbull
and if he talking that shit get a 
fist full
american and soviet
missiles

pistol upon my hip
i let it rack back nigga
this is the america i love

i love it
i love it now
i love it
the thudding sound

punk is dead because punk is cool now
i still wanna burn down my school now
punk is cool but the gunk rock not yet
i hate all of you faggot cops that

are killing all the children
everything is different
nothing is the same now
i dont know my name now

no one will remember
i am just an ember
my brother’s birthday is in september
nigga wanna fuck with and grow my temper

i am just a nigga wanna break your femur
i am a lil darkie a cracked out lemur

EDDISON:
punk ain’t punk anymore
at least by definition
throw your junk on the floor
litter n kill the children 
read your book like a bitch
until you can’t read 
shit now you smokin a leaf until you can’t breath
bitch yuh
shut up
you can’t make my fuckin dick go
the fuck up
bitch I feel like ima od yuh
cus ima punk
that boy love talkin to police
until he get touched
i enter hell 
like where’s the hair gel
i feel compelled
to kill you
fuckers
i can’t tell
if you really hear dem demons
you need help
if you really wanna die
then very well

oi

DARKIE:
i don’t got a problem with you
and you don’t got a problem with me
until we bleed

on the floor for the demon
bleed up and down
around the town

and i, wanna know what kind of, what else
am i gonna encounter being part of a self?
anticipate
these niggas hate
and hit it great 
until you fade

and i don’t want it
to be the last time
that i see you
in a past life

and i don’t really wanna wait until the end that’s right
and i don’t really wanna wait until we’re friends that’s right
yeah it don’t really begin until the end, that’s nice

momma i’m not dying
momma i’m alive again
momma i’ll defying
the odds and I’m flying

and i don’t really wanna wait until the end that’s right
and i don’t really wanna wait until we’re friends that’s right
yeah it don’t really begin until the end, that’s nice

hah

show me yours you can see mine
see mine
suck my dick in the meantime
meantime
I’m knee deep in a feline
be mine
if it red make a b-line
b-line

for the door
he prefer the midget
shorter whores
i pray for the end of
border wars
i sleep on a bench
see quarters more
i reek of the stench 
work 4 to 4

EDDISON:
why the fuck do you look like a dumpling
imma fuck on your face til you love me
i need a monkey bitch with sharp teeth
tryna shoot you in your braces
don’t play with me
lil bitch

DARKIE:
i don’t have no hair to spike up
i just got a mic I might stuff with messages
lessening the damage 
i am so paranoid of everything, I manage

to fuck up it all
he got his balls tucked

pop pop
tranny lover 
i feel like danny glover 
mel gibson 
and joe pesci  
lethal weapon if he stepping
nigga don’t test me
if police see it happen 
then they gon arrest me

i got voices in my head
and they all mine nigga
what are my, choices am I dead?
nah you just fine nigga 
what am i? really just a red
line forehead faggot

that caught you lacking

KNUP (FT. EDDISON) (PROD. DARKIE)

lyrics:
take my drugs and the key to the nissan
and drive my ass to the desert to be gone
i got good weed and a cookie to feed on
a real good fucking day

hey, hey, hey, look away
hey, hey, look away
hey, hey, look away
hey, hey, hey

don't look at me, can't look at myself
talk to the mushroom, good for my health
tell me to chill with the drug that i'm dealt
thanks mr. mushroom, eat him up, melt

psilocin in my brain
hey, hey, i'm insane
hey, hey, that's okay
hey, hey, hey

i am gonna stop doing drugs now
they ain't gonna stop doing drugs now
i am gonna stop doing drugs now
that's why mama pray

withdrawal symptoms in all victims
menthol spliff then i might have to yack, ugh
acid sent him through dimension
life extension, gimme all that back, uh
just one puff from a cigarette, please
yes, i beg you, i'm here on my knees
know where i could find a bag of them trees?
cough and wheeze, a bigger coffin, sneeze
achoo, achoo when he do cocaine
i'm a college student, i'm so plain
i do adderall, it's methamphetamine
but it remain unseen that i am a fiend
and i feel like shit when i do not get
my fix and now i'm broke, suck dicks
i die, i choke, i mix, i toke
asleep, awoke, ah, woah, ah, woah, ah, woah

it's bad manners to use the restroom when you're on the phone with someone
because they can hear your bowel movements
be a good person

THIS DOES NOT EXIST

I AM GONNA STOP DOING DRUGS

lyrics:
first time in the studio and this ain't even my session
fuck impressin' niggas and fuck how you dressin'
bigger shit to do, the lesson is to move like you some resin (slow)
spit it sweet and nod yo' head like you got Pez inside yo' head and yo' intestines
stressin'? go chill out, then, don't you be poutin'
amountin', as in we countin', climbing this mountain
i'm down friend, i'm down to tussle, you need some muscle
like bicep, he sippin' hi-tech, drug i ain't try yet
or never, why they lookin' for someone doing shit to hate on?
i'm a darkie doing shit you hate and you ain't wrong
that i grew up a good father calling my great mom
so i'ma run until my pants come off and the paint gone
that i put on there, why you makin' that long stare?
at me, do i belong here with the people i can't bear that see?
wanna make it back home before another human fat womb had me
smokin' that pop tart smellin' mary that'll stop hearts, cat pee

uh, where did i come from? where did everything go now? at peace
where did i come from? where did everything go now? at peace
where did i come from?
where did i come from?

you got no one else but yourself at the end of the day
that's okay, i'd have it no other way, "why's that, dark?"
'cause now this life is a game that we find ourselves in
and if the game is difficult then very few can win (yeah, yeah)
stack your chips just to watch 'em fall or go before you can
no more to plan, walkin' empty halls, am i just a man?
i don't think so, no, sir, i gave my phone to her and dove right in
i keep my head no fur, i'm deep in water, burnin' from within
i will come out okay, i know it's just a moment i pretend will never end
i lay on the beach, i eat the sky a peach and take away the day
i feel it in my reach, all of its features fall upon my face
people learnin' nothin', be the teachers, i prefer to play
i'm just havin' fun, don't grab a gun or stab your son
i'd rather none of us is on the run
get to chillin' with my villains, fillin' up a grabba blunt
i see wigglin' in my ceilin', you aren't the only one

uh, where did i come from? where did everything go now? at peace
uh, where did i come from? where did everything go now? at peace
where did i come from? (can you tell me?)
where did i come from?

'sup, my man? what's happenin'?
o-dark thirty
i don't eat, i don't sleep all i know is chasin' fuckin' chicken
now, i'm landin' as little as i can, 1:30 pm
now i'm gonna fuckin' pull up
this is your o-dark thirty pull up
our presentation

ego death, we go "fuck the rest" 'til our final breath
you are me and i am you, no less, seagull ain't no pest
what am i? what are you? try another w
why do other people wanna put us in a cupboard, dude?
fuck that shit, i chill
the mushroom in me fill my liver with a couple— ooh
ego death, this can be no less, put me to the test
fuck a nigga talkin' 'bout the hate, i turn 'em to a steak
ego death, this can be no less, feel it in my chest
hug a nigga talkin' 'bout the love, enemy, get a plate (ahh)

EGO DEATH

lyrics:
wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, who is that? i don't know (ha)
now you are the shit you feel you are instead of what you're told (ha-ha)
hold on to nothing because everything will fold, i'm so cold
(uh, uh) stand tall, would you be so bold?
(uh) stand tall, would you be so bold?
a man fall then call out, i'm in his mold
like he was just in mind, his spirit trust in mine
i had to hold a nigga down when i crush his spine
i said that, uh, i said that war is raw
no matter how you flip it, i'm sure appalled
by how the blood is dripping, on sword he fall
he feel his stomach ripping, his mum is tripping, brother
uh, never gon' forgive them
you create hate, make a son go missing
he wanna get revenge, avenge, the cycle never stop
how can you forgive the man that took the final shot?
i don't fucking know (brrt, uh)
i'm hanging with my friends inside the vinyl shop
don't ask me, i guess you could become a cop
or forgive the man that got your fucking brother popped
uh, overseas or something
for god knows what fucking reason, pumping
oil abundant, funding hunting
of human people to sell more guns in the hundreds (brrt)
mom, who's bombing london? a cunt did
you don't gotta think it's okay to move on
you don't gotta move on if you want dude gone
figure out the masterminds and then shoot them (brrt, brrt)
ain't no reason (yuh, yuh)

learn how to grow your own food
before they stop feeding you
needing you alive
your survival is nigh (yuh)

too pussy to burn your own paper (check it)
you see in this number that it somehow makes you greater, check it
blood money, dollar dripping, falling in the water
you ain't make a son or a daughter
bringing up a lamb for the slaughter
woah, or a man for the armada, lady
give all of ya babies to the navy
the army's starving, cry as they departing
embarking on a journey, end up on a gurney (brrt, brrt)
yuh (ha-ha, ha-ha)

disarm, one bomb wrong for a dumb bitch
don't injure me, don't imprison me
spinning my innards turn liver to chitterlings
flip it to the bigger beings
dump the rest and then come collect
when the sun descends, farm your organs
they all have significant importance
you can hold a couple mill today for a heart
don't worry bout the page you tore apart
all the marines do it, i can see through it
children bleed moving thru the streets, stupid
know you need to do it, that's some clean shooting
toe tag another bone bag that ain't had no chance, dumb muddy
war time, i gotta store mine, i wanna soar high, blood money
(blood money)

brrt

BLOOD MONEY

lyrics:
uh
okay
spinni— spinni—

spinning inadvertently, grinning of no concern to me
churning my gullet turns in me, burning
a metal furnace, earnestly i deserve it
i sit in silence 'cause my mind is lacking accurate wordage
or maybe courage
with a flourish, writ it spit it
it finished and then release it
plays increase it, rinse, repeat and don't be cheating
deleting comments and buying interaction
by packing that on the back end
impacting finances only through hacking
you niggas wacker than a sack of some 'gnac
and jack daniels, in fact, throw it out
slowing down, what is my plan of attack? growing sound
louder than a pound of that gasoline when it's slapping me
you lacking tree, passing these spliffies that i been packaging
and packing in wax, wack rappers eat crap
flack jacketing in case he shat, plastering the wall
and splattering us all, it's happening
i smoke the shatter 'til i fall, bitch

i am addicted to drugs and i'm sick of it
smoke away the stress and then roll up another stick of it
i am addicted to drugs and i'm sick of it
needle full of happiness, i tap the skin and then stick it in

we all addicted to drugs and we wired
johnny at work off a xan-xan-xanax, tired
yeah, motherfucker
coughing up black in the shower, motherfucker
pucker up and hock a loogie
hopefully there's ruby in it, you diminish, truly finished
i got no time for that, niggas whose rhymes are wack
and lines or crack in tiny sacks
spit the facts that bit ya neck, a diamondback
take a sec and check to see ya spine intact
find the pack and tear it open, serotonin mind attack
dopamine is soaking in like hocus pocus, take a toke again
and then rewind the track, rewind the track, rewind the track

when i was a youngin i suffered for being different
but isn't it funny how by sticking out, i'm fitting in?
i think it is indicative of solid qualities
and honestly, the flyest niggas stick to shit (tell 'em)
i like to knit a bit and sew a little, my flow is brittle
where is darkie, nigga? spit a riddle
fuck with a fiddle like the name implies, patience high
complacent eyes racing i, you'll never buy enough time
rough riding tough hide or thick skin
"i stick my dick in a pig pen" and piss ya mom off
i tell her i'm soft, but i be at attention
keep the tension in my trousers, i'll arouse her
then allow her all my power in the shower, nigga
this is an elegy to celery, a tribute to the green
'cause it's the only thing these motherfuckers need is getting money
but ain't it funny that i like the veggie better?
i be chilling off the marijuana bumping eddie vedder
fed up with righty bozos and lefty homos
fuck with 'em no mo', i go-go
no fucking gadget, you get your bag yet?
so big you drag it, your heart has maggots
i'm eating celery, lil darkie is a faggot magnet
this is an elegy to celery, a tribute to the green
ride a stick of celery until you cream
this is an elegy to celery, a tribute to the green
fuck your culture, what you say and how you mean to seem

i am addicted to drugs and i'm sick of it
sick of it
sick of it
sick
i'm sick of it
i'm sick of it

I AM ADDICTED TO DRUGS AND TIRED OF IT

lyrics:
naa
naa-naa, na-na-na
okay
okay

foot long line of ketamine
don't be a square like tiananmen
go inhale that sediment
crackhead, take methamphetamine
knock like a cop, won't let him in
come in, please sit and settle in
both of the coasts unsettling
please stop your meddling, nigga
wow, used to hit up people, now those people hit me now
niggas want beef, all you rappers have a cow
i'm eating that orange chicken and interviewing mao
zedong, fade on sight
see me stunting down the block in a painted tibetan fanny pack
like manny pac, i said fuck the faggots, like, suck a tranny sack
my canny packing gas in it tightly, i might be anti-vax
your auntie lack, i might take her money off of her panty stack
i can't be wack, if i keep on spitting i wonder
when i'm seven hundred underground plunderers find a cd
"can't be slap!" that anti-rap, fancy that! playin' the classics
the way she play with my vlasic pickle i'm not very flaccid
nickel-plated, fickle faded
the metal stoner grown a boner to show her
imperative, you know, a grower from a shower
nigga, get down, take cover, she got an std
she'll have you burning through rubber, you're not impressing me
please go return with some numbers
sell powder (yeah), bell tower (yeah)
yell louder (yeah), okay now
sell powder (yeah), bell tower (yeah)
yell louder (yeah), okay now
okay now, okay now
see me stunting down the block
while they fainting you better watch your head
"hip-hop is dead"
but if i'm so hip and i'm hoppin', what be then?
let's just pretend that you believe in rebirth
from matter under the dirt
don't matter if yo' feet hurt
they'll return to be earth
i'm making my way in the night time
we fade if you wanna go fight mine
i'm crossing erasing the white line in the street
under the light shining, bite grinding
i got that paint on my pants
i got that paint on my shirt
i got that paint on my hands
i take a step in that work, uh, uh

THE PAINT WALKING

lyrics:
yuh, yuh, okay
yuh, yuh, okay (okay)
yuh (yuh), yuh (yuh), yuh (yuh)
yuh (yuh), yuh (yuh), yuh (yuh), yuh, yuh (yuh), yuh
yuh (yuh), yuh (yuh), yuh (yuh), yuh (yuh)

do that thing 'cause another person said so
do that thing 'cause another person said so
do that thing 'cause another human said
don't do that thing 'cause another human said so

why am i alive if i can't leave bed, though?
why am i alive if i must be fed those
hospital food bits stuck into my red flow?
blood in my liver like a river 'til i'm dead, ho

why do you inhale the devil's lettuce?
because you won't let us
the young people these days are out to get us
fuck you too, we're fed up
we're all gonna die the way it's set up
for a failure, get up
move because you can, you won't regret a
little bit of dancin'-ancin'
bugs upon my picnic basket
shrug it off and take some acid
watch them eat, i'm feeling passive
see them take their time
i feel something kind and patient
their migration is awakened
nothing here can dare forsake it
cops arrest me 'cause i'm naked

do that thing 'cause another person said so
get in here 'cause another person said so
we will feed you water and some bread, though
stale, i'm sure, you will like it in the end, oh

do that thing 'cause another person said so
do that thing 'cause another person said so
do that thing 'cause another human said
don't do that thing 'cause another human said so
do that thing 'cause another person said so
do that thing 'cause another person said so
do that thing 'cause another human said
don't do that thing 'cause another human said so
do that thing 'cause another person said so
do that thing 'cause another person said so
do that thing 'cause another human said
don't do that thing 'cause another human said so

laws of the land are written by men
that we don't know or consider our friends
i try to listen but i cannot be
still i have to ass stab gaddafi
coffee, honey, money abundant
we can't die, an infinite sunset
nothing bad, why isn't it fun yet?
eat the apple, proceed to run shit

bow your head, bow your head
bow your head, bow your head
bow your head, bow your head
bow your head, bow your head

do that thing 'cause another person said so
do that thing 'cause another person said so
do that thing 'cause another human said
don't do that thing 'cause another human said so

why am i alive if i can't leave bed, though?
why am i alive if i must be fed those
hospital food bits stuck into my red flow?
blood in my liver like a river 'til i'm dead, ho

duh-nuh-dah, duh-nuh-dah
duh-nuh-dah, duh-nuh-dah
duh-nuh-dah, duh-nuh-dah
duh-nuh-nuh-nuh-nuh-nuh-nuh-nuh

switch that bitch up
naa

MOVE BECAUSE YOU CAN

lyrics:
sir! sir! sir! sir! sir!
i think something's wrong! nah, it's okay

are you ready? are you ready?
i be drunk walking steady
off the alcohol and medi
i'm addicted to not thinking
are you ready? are you ready?
i don't think this nigga ready
why you talking like you is
and then you isn't, why you petty?

let me, let me, let me, let me
let me, let me, let me, let me

if i keep using like i'm choosing to
then by the time i'm 50 you'll be losing, dude
i had to grow up, i had to humble myself
this body is not mine, it is the people came before me
and the moments make a story i'm ignoring
why i'm bugging? i be tweaking, i be shrugging off the weekends
reefer reeking, reaping everything i sow, cut up a leaf and seed it
weakened, then i go proceed to blow
how you moving slow in the river? you gotta row, niggas hoes

fuck that shit, an impossible prick get
beat the fuck up outside his own show
by some black kids, attacked, "why you saying nigga, though?"
you ain't bring a trigger though, bitch, wanna spread pain?
been a lot of bitches sickened by the way i'm in they brain
seen you bought a fucking ticket, fill my pockets, you insane, figures
ain't a person here finna listen through the shame, niggas

off it, stomp through the profit
i might put your ideology in a coffin
fuck the bullshit infecting your mind
load a full clip of money not bullets you buy

fuck your color, fuck a follower amount
what you about, nigga? shout if you tired of the clout
like, "i am", wet 'em up, "i am" wet 'em up
"i hate everything you motherfuckers stand for"
if i'm gonna die what the fuck i collect bands for, nigga?
for the children, own a building on some land
fuck a Patek, fuck a Rollie, i'm a faggot, i'm the man, nigga, damn
do a hand stand tanning in the sand 'cause i can

highs and lows, i know a flow that might surprise you, though
i keep pain inside my body, gotta let him out
scream 'til everything is tearing at the seams
they don't want none of that
fuck nigga talking out his butthole, for what tho?
every person i know hella cutthroat
i'm rolling with a crutch, ho, but you the one disabled
think cain hated abel? lay his head on the table
now you is just a fable, looking like a bagel

are you ready? are you ready?
i be drunk walking steady
off the alcohol and medi
i'm addicted to not thinking
are you ready? are you ready?
i don't think this nigga ready
why you talking like you is
and then you isn't, why you petty?

off it, stomp through the profit
i might put your ideology in a coffin
fuck the bullshit infecting your mind
load a full clip of money not bullets you buy
high, see a darkie fly thru the sky
cry when a nigga taking all my pie

why, when my nigga went inside?
why, when my nigga went inside?

COMPOSITION III IN RED, WHITE, AND BLACK

lyrics:
ahh, good mourning
not very sad, how boring
everybody else get to wave up grieving
don't wake up, doesn't that sound pleasing?
pussy, you won't, you won't
i don't got time for the threats, you're lying
everything here always end up dying
better get used to it if you gon' be anything at all
fuck it, bury the hatchet but cannot bury the shovel
i become wary, the bubble is gonna pop, uh
married to trouble, i'm getting hairy, the stubble growing
i'm scary, the rubble cover the rocks
uptight, unwilling to change
fuck that, put a pin on my pain with the ink on it
wait, i'ma think on it (forever's a long time)
that's an idea for the wrong mind
if i go cry out my eyes over my sibling
wish i had never lit mary with kindling
never had a doubt until everything dwindling
have you jumped off a building?
i have, my bad, hi, dad, why sad?
i don't got another opportunity
immunity from death, i feel puny than the rest
i feel tiny like a pest, something bigger will be best, stress
do or die, do or die, you're alive
pussy, you won't, you won't
do or die, do or die, you're alive
oh, oh, oh, triple six suck dick when yo' nipple slip out
control yo' self, you ain't fit to flip out
anger problems, i trip
bitch, i once knew a crip
that dyke and i bought some acid
nice and high, to my surprise
she was awry and non-passive
she said, "i got no time for life" then swipe a knife
i'm the one being attacked and
pupil grow, iris blacken
what to do when someone cool, a dude or gal is rude as hell
get out my life, start your packing, uh
like fucking a big bitch, get backing up
i'm stackin' and nickel diming the bag, came up
you are the art work, get tatted up
embedding a bigger diamond in satin rug
yuh, face the facts now, i face the pack down
i raise the dead now, you praise the lead, pow
a son of a gun, i'm gonna be not done
i'ma go and run for the fun of it 'til we got no sun, uh
i'm an anemone way i'm hugging an enemy
no, you won't see the end of me
i ain't hear what you said to me
all the people is dead to me like the back of a centipede
i ain't run, you offending me or annoying me mentally
that's a penalty strike like you grabbing the mic
i fight, i might bite, sight right the light smite shite
the white engulf, grip tight the sulfur
height of the culture, gripe, you vulture, uh
good mourning
birds chirp, the world turn while burning
birds chirp, the world turn while burning
birds chirp, the world turn while burning
do or die, do or die, you're alive
pussy, you won't, you won't
do or die, do or die, you're alive
pussy, you won't, you won't

GOOD MOURNING!

lyrics:
ooh, that's groovy, man
my mind flies, wide eyes, i cry
for the people that, for the people that, for the people that, for the people that died
why expect a thing? why try?
really? nothing? this fucking guy, call the label!
why accept a thing, why do we buy, into it?
where am i? where am i? where am i?
in the wrong time (wrong time)
oh well
one, two, three, four
ain't nobody dance no more
see the paint up on my pants i tore, now eye melt off
and i bet i'll see you lurking in the corner, you whore
i'm in yo' brain and i'm in yo' head and i'ma loiter, we poor
i can't afford to be bored
and when i'm riding with the gang, we on the border, be warned
and when i'm yelling i be feeling what i'm born to be for
and i be smelling all the elements, there's gonna be war
and i'll be ready, i'll be ready, i'll be
standing up the wall that they build now
knock you down, divide the whole field, cow
i can't fall, i never go to sleep
for niggas sucking on my dick, you better get up out here
fight club, nigga, don't talk about it, walk up out it
fucking with the spider, nigga, pick a daisy, kick a bucket (ahh)
save my life, the blood in my eye white
don't talk right, you might cause a knife fight
mama told a nigga better go hard, go hard
think a darkie doing good so far, so far, uh
i'ma kill this shit like forever, that's longevity
you can eat yo' fill of whatever, i got everything, uh
make my image into something you'll remember
when i'm smoking with my niggas, we burning the same ember
when i kill it, i be killing december right through november
niggas pushing buttons, they touching a nigga temper, right
i got my fair share of problems
i got my fair share of problems, any nigga wanna solve 'em?
you see a lick then you rob him
i see a lick then i stop on the block and i pause him
sir, i been at home eating ramen
are you aware that i do not agree how the law been?
mama keep sobbing, crying
give me a dollar and i can
buy things for her, i can try being sober
getting high is a lower form of life
going slower than a slug or a bug in arachnid webs
i'ma stack these heads in the back, pretend
they're not there or that i got hair (do you got that stuff?)
do you got that stuff?
do you got what it takes now?
we can find out quick
we can find out quickly
oh yeah (yeah), yeah (yeah), yeah (yeah), yeah (yeah), yeah
ain't nobody dance no more
see the paint up on my pants i tore, now eye melt off
and i bet i'll see you lurking in the corner, you whore
i'm in yo' brain and i'm in yo' head and i'ma loiter, we poor
i can't afford to be bored
and when i'm riding with the gang, we on the border, be warned
and when i'm yelling i be feeling what i'm born to be for
and i be smelling all the elements, there's gonna be war
and i'll be ready, i'll be ready, i'll be
standing up the wall that they build now
knock you down, divide the whole field, cow
i can't fall, i never go to sleep
for niggas sucking on my dick, you better get up out here
i am not a human
i am an idea that you cannot kill
i am in the field, got soil to till
and i'ma run it with my niggas 'til we buyin' the ville
and i'ma run it with my niggas 'til we buyin' the town
and we gon' talk that shit, i'ma double it down
i should have fought that bitch when i had the chance
i should have caught that tiger by the bottom his pants
and i'll be standing up the wall that they build now
knock you down, divide the whole field, cow
i can't fall
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

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