baby me (slowed + reverb)

LIL DARKIE - POSTED IN THE DVRK

Lil Darkie - RED ACID(slowed By.travokuroff)

Lil Darkie - FRIED EGG

Lyrics:

You slackin, 

you steady hoppin on the wagon, like a white boy saggin, who said he only with it for the  fashion, you lackin compassion, when I’m riding through your neighborhood, I never have no competition, least I did they gone for good now, 

better be good now, You in ya place right as you should now, misunderstood me the first time when I said you good now, I put the bullet into places where  you shouldn’t look now, you getting cooked now, you fishy niggas suckin hooks, 

be wit the crooks and the killers what can I say I’m a villain, I made that boy ill , I think that he might need penicillin, I told him stop and he wouldn’t listen, I blasted him, known that boy since seventh grade, suprised I out lasted him, don’t talk to the 5-0 I think that I flabbergasted em, they thought I was kobe the way I was outgassing em,Harlem shake his body, my bullets is not passing em, put him in my blunt, every second I’m fucking ashing em 


ashy ashy, I might get to thrashing on yo bitch ass, she eat my laffy taffy, while you crying wit yo bitch ass, you close to dying got no one relying on yo bitch ass, how can you really call yourself a man without  the money, 

think you funny, but we’ll see what’s funny when ya face is bloody,nose is runny, from the bottom of my boot,made him a mummy, think we chummy, but I put the bullet inside of his tummy, cuz I heard him talkin bout me, should’ve thought I woulda upped it on him,  


till I die, im wondering why the people hating on me, I don’t got time for all the fighting and debating on me, don’t call me ya homie when you talkin shit and won’t come to my face, it’s you I picture when I hear disgrace, 

he got 2 faces, I feel like I’m jason, when I’m chasing him, screaming and shouting he know if I see him I’m erasing him, bullet casings on the ground when I’m around they embracing em, all my enemies be licking the very ground that I’m pacing on 

I’m never acting, I’m always about the action, never had a positive interaction wit any evil person,they know I see them lurkin, in the shadows always love the hurtin and the hating, why the fuck they be so agitating, 


plain white tee, wit plain Nikes, im getting higher than the stardom of the black eyed peas, come hold these please, by these I mean my nuts cuz you be on em often, if you don’t back away, I think I’ll throw you in a coffin, if you don’t listen just remember that I gave you caution, cuz when I’m at ya neck you know that I won’t fold too often, tell you my body hard, and you know that I’ll never soften, take every precaution,when I’m sliding through ya home town, I’m never finna slow down

Till I Die prod Skotskr

Lil darkie - WALKING DOWN THE STREET (BASS BOOSTED)

Imagination (Ft. Shiloh Dynasty)

COMPOSITION III IN RED, WHITE, AND BLACK

wrap music is made by Lil Darkie (lil dvrkie)

wrap music - Lil Darkie

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

THIS DOES NOT EXIST

BLOOD MONEY

Lil Darkie & Afourteen - Bars Fat (Instrumental Remake)

I just post music on my phone

New Girlfriend and she's the best!

Imagination (Ft. Shiloh Dynasty)

Timo