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BARSFAT! (FT. LIL DARKIE) (Prod. Mutru)

LYRICS:
BIG WAAAVE
I COULD SEE IT COMING
BETTER DIG GRAAAAVES
WHEN YOU SEE ME RUN IN 
BETTER BOSS UP 
IF YOU PRESSING ME WRONG 
THROW THE COST UP
RIP A NIGGA LIKE BONG

SIPPING LIQUOR THAT’S STRONG
AT 9 AM
WANNA SLIP HER THAT DONG?
THAT’S FINE AMEN
SHAWDY LOVE IT EARLY
SHE BE RUBBING ME DOWN
TIL HER NECK IS PREARLY
SEE A DOUBLE TREE NOW 
CUZ IM IN AND OUT BURGER TO A BITCH
 ALWAYS IN DEMAND
IN HER HAND 
DOUBLE STACKED ANIMAL I BEEN THE MAN
FUCK NIGGAS, TRY AND HOP ON MY WAVE 
CUZ YOU SUCK NIGGA
 STICK TO PAYING FOR PLAYS 

LIKE WASSUP NIGGA
IT’S A TSUUUUUNAMI
LATE NIGHT FIGHTS 
LIKE TOOOOONAMI
WHOOOO SAW ME?
SHOOT THEM DEAD!
WITH A TRUUUUUEEE TOMMY
DRUM THAT HEAD!

THAT BIG WAVE 
BRING YOUR END
THAT BIG WAVE 
BRING YOUR END
THAT BIG WAVE 
AINT YOUR FRIEND
THAT BIG WAVE 
BRING YOUR END

ROCKET POWER
SHRED THAT RIM
BITCH IT’S SKATE OR DIE
TIL YOUR OWN LIGHT DIM
THAT’S ROAD KILL
UP AND DOWN MY BLOCK
AND THE COPS WANNA TALK?
HELL NAW YOU GET ROCKED

YOU GET ROLLED
MAKE YOU FOLD
WE NOT FROM THE SAME MOLD
WE NOT FROM THE SAME CUT
CALIFORNIACA-SHYUHN

WE JUST WANNA HAVE FUN
OKOBOKO MOSH PIT   
HIT YOUR HEINA WITH MY GUN 
LIKE A COCONUT SPLIT

WITH MY RUCA IN THE SUN
WITH MY RUCA TEAR IT UP
 I AINT NEVER SHARING NONE
I CANT NEVER CARE ENOUGH

YOU CANT NEVER CATCH A WAVE 
CUZ I WONT CATCH YOU IN THE SURF,
THERE AINT NO ONE THERE TO SAVE 
YOU WHEN SOMEBODY GETTING HURT

YEAH SOMEBODY GETTING TORN IN HALF
BY THE WATER
SEE YOUR BODY GET EVISCERATED 
THE SLAUGHTER

THAT BIG WAVE 
BRING YOUR END
THAT BIG WAVE 
BRING YOUR END
THAT BIG WAVE 
AINT YOUR FRIEND
THAT BIG WAVE 
BRING YOUR END


2:

BITCH YOU A BUSTER
I WALK AROUND LIKE COLONEL CUSTER
I DONT TRUST HER ILL ADJUST HER
CLEAN HER SWIFLY LIKE A DUSTER
IMMA THRUST HER
 SEE MY NUTS ARE 
ON HER CHINNY
SHE GON BLOW ME A CHIMNEY 
HARRY POTTER TO HER GINNY

GRIP A STICK IF SHAWDY SKINNY 
FLIP A BRICK FROM SELLING TENNIES 
BAY BITCHES OFFA HENNY
2 AM AND IM AT DENNY’S  EATING PLENTY

NO PENNIES IN MY POCKET 
I GOT MANY OF THE SOCKETS
 IM A PLUG YOU TRYNA POP IT
TRY A NUG AND THEN YOU COP IT

BITCH DROP IT LIKE A FUMBLE FOR THE DARKIE…
ROLLING FAT YOU KNOW WE SPARKING….
SHARK IN THE WATER POP A BLOTTER….
I TOOK ACID WHY I FOUGHT HER

GO RETARDED ON THE BLOCK
SELF CONTROL IS GETTING HARDER LIKE A ROCK
SOMEONE DAUGHTER SUCKING COCK FOR IT
JUNKY FUCKING JOCK FOR IT
UH
CALI WHERE THE VALLY PEOPLE
RALLY UNDER WEED AND THE DRANK
THAT WE KEEP IN THE TANK

IN THE BANK I GOT BILLS
AND THEY FILLING MY SAFE
AND I STANK FROM THE FEELING
THAT’S STILL IN MY FACE
THAT STEALING AND ROBBING PUT FOOD
ON MY PLATE
AINT FEELING THAT NO MORE IM MOVING THAT WEIGHT

I GOT WHAT I SCRAPE UP
MY GIRL AND I GAVE UP
THROW SHADE UP THAT’S WHY WE AINT MADE UP
CANT WAIT UP

NO BARRIER  SCARIER AREA
916 FIND SOME STICKS CASE SHIT GET HARRIER

DOGG LIKE A TERRIER
TEARING YA PIGS WITH THE CANINES

CIGS IN EMBALING FLUID
IN THE DAYTIME

HEROINE, METH 
ON BREATH ARE YOU HIGH YET 
TEFLON PAN WHIP CRACK 
IN A PYREX

BIG WAVE  BIG GAS  BIG LICKS
ALL MY NIGGAS WITH THE SHIT AINT NO TRICKS
THESE BITING NIGGAS SUCK ME LIKE TICKS
HE SAW ME SO HE DUCKED ME RIGHT QUICK

BI-BI-BITCH WHY YOU TALKING LIKE YOU AINT SUCK MY NUT UP
WHAT UP, YO NIGGA GET CUT MAKE HIM SHUT UP
FUCK
LAST DAY TRIGGER MADE HIM SPLIT UP
ASH TRAY NIGGA HE GOT 
LIT-UP-RIPPED-UP

SET UP
NIGGA GET WET UP WE DONT LET UP
FED UP
NIGGA GET LICKED FOR HIS FETA
TRIGGER MY HIP FOR HIS CHEDDA
AIMING FOR THE LIP WITH MY METAL
CLAIMING YOU A CRIP YOU PETAL 
FROM A FLOWER YOU A COWARD I SMOKE
UGH
I DONT GIVE A FUCK I BRING A SHOWER
HE SOAKED

PUSSY NIGGA TALKING OUT HIS ASS
IMMA PULL UP FOOT UP ON THE GAS
HIT HIS PARTNER FIRST N HIT HIM LAST
BODIES ON THE STREET AND ON THE GRASS

BLOW THE ROOF OF HIS MATE HE CAN’T FUNCTION
EIGHTH IN A HONEY BERRY WOOD NO RUSSIAN
FUCK THAT HOE ASS BOY WHY IS HE FRONTING
AYE! LIL BITCH I DONT TRUST EM 

SOUNDCLOUD DUMBASS WONT LET ME POST THE WHOLE LYRICS LOL

BIG WAVE 2 (FT. ANTHONY)(PROD. WENDIGO/LiL CUBENSiS)

SANTA (FEAT. LIL DARKIE X ROYALTY THE KIDD)

RIP TO THE PEOPLE WHO LOST THEIR LIVES IN NEW ZEALAND

LYRICS:
I TOLD MY MOMMA I’D BE GREAT

I TOLD MY MOMMA I’D BE GREAT

I TOLD MY AMMA I’D BE GREAT
WHAT WOULD YOU DO IF SOME LOSER
COULD CHOSE YOUR FATE

PUT A BULLET THROUGH HIS FACE

BITCH, TEST MY TEMPLE AND IT’S GATES
ALL THE PEOPLE IN MY STEEPLE KEEPING HATE
FROM THIS PLACE

EVERY TIME
I WANNA TAKE AN EYE FOR AN EYE
I REMEMBER I WILL SURELY GO BLIND

BUT
IF I COULD REWIND 
TIME
SAVE THE SOULS 
IN THAT MOSQUE…

I WOULD KILL THAT PIECE SHIT 
AT ANY FUCKING COST

DIE 
LIE IN THE DIRT
WHERE ALL THE SINNERS WENT
BURN SO THE RIGHTEOUS CAN 
PROTECT THE FUCKING INNOCENT

WORD TO ALL MY NIGGAS 
WITH TRIGGAS THAT GON DEFEND THEY KIN
SHOOT AT KILLERS THAT WILL SURRENDER
AND THEN PRETEND THEY WIN


BITCH I SAW MY MOM IN THAT WOMAN
HE TOOK A HER LIFE AWAY
SEEN IT ON THE WEB WITH MY NIGGAS
HAD NOTHING I COULD SAY

THAT LITTLE BEAUTIFUL BROWN WOMAN
COULD OF BEEN MY MOTHER
THAT GROWING TAN YOUNG MAN
COULD HAVE BEEN MY BROTHER

STARTED TO PANIC
ACTING MANIC
IM FILLING UP WITH RAGE

WHO LET THAT LIL BITCH LIVE?
IM GETTING FUCKING SET OFF
I WOULD PUT MY THUMBS INTO HIS EYES 
AND TAKE HIS FUCKING HEAD OFF
I WOULD SHOVE MY GUN TO HIS TONGUE
ALLOW THE SHIT TO LET OFF

WHO WANNA RUN UP ON MY TRIBE?
HIT YOU IN YOUR LIVER
SHOUTOUT ALLAH SHOUTOUT JESUS CHIST
BITCH I FEEL LIKE SHIVA

SHOOTER LIKE IM BUDDHA
IT DELIVER TO HIS MIND
I PRAY ONE DAY THAT THE GUN LAY
ON THE SIDE OF SOMEONE KIND

YUH
THE PEOPLE DON’T WANT WEAPONS
AINT THE PEOPLE GETTING SHOT AT 
BUY A TECH AND LEARN TO USE IT 
CUZ ONE DAY IT MIGHT BE TIME

IF SOME CRAZY NIGGA WANT IT
CHANCES ARE HE FUCKING BOUGHT IT
AND I BET IF YOU COULD CHOOSE
YOU’D HAVE A STRAP INSTEAD OF DYING

THEY WANT US TO START A WAR
IMMA START A WAR ON HATRED
AND I WONT HARM A SINGLE SOUL
UNLESS A NIGGA WANNA GET WASTED

FACE IT
IF SOMEONE WERE TO HARM HER,
YOUR MOTHER, YOU’D BE THE KARMA
TO CRUSH EM UNDER YOUR ARMOUR
NO MATTER THE RACE

AND IF YOUR LOVER WOULD
SUFFER UNLESS YOU REFUSED TO BUFFER 
AND TURN HIS MENTAL TO BUTTER 
CREATE A SHATTERED FACE

AND IF YO NIGGA WAS BLEEDING 
IN NEED OF HELP AND YOU 
SEEN THE VILLAIN WHO DID IT
YOU’D KILL HIM SPILL HIM WITHOUT A THOUGHT

AND IF MY LIFE WAS IN PERIL
AND I COULD AIM WITH A BARREL
INSTEAD OF HIDING IN TERROR
NIGGA ID BUY A GLOCK

FUCK THE LEFT WING AND FUCK THE RIGHT TOO
TWO PATHS TO EVIL IS YOUR EAGLE RED OR BLUE
PULL UP WITH THE DEAGLE, LOUD TOY INSIDE MY SHOE
IM A COWBOY AND
THERE AINT SPACE ENOUGH FOR YOU

DONT TREAD ON ME 
THAT’S WHAT MY SCOUT MASTER TAUGHT ME
SHOUTOUT MR MONSON STRUGGLING WITH HEART AND ARTERIES

TAKE MY GUNS BITCH I DARE YOU TO TRY, YUH

RUN UP ON MY TEMPLE BE AWARE YOU WILL DIE

RIP THE MEN WOMEN CHILDREN INSIDE THAT BUILDING

I KEEP ROD OF IRON PUT A DEMON THROUGH THE CEILING


FUCK THE HELTER SKELTER YOU NIGGAS IS UNFEELING

AINT NO HELP OR SHELTER AND CERTAINLY NO KNEELING

YOU HAVE BEEN INFECTED BY SOMETHING I AINT WIT THAT

FUCKING WITH THE BALANCE NO CHALLENGE  PUSH YOUR SHIT BACK


BITCH I TOLD MY MOMMA AND I TOLD MY PATTI (GRANDMA IN TAMIL)
YOU AINT TAKING SHIT WITH NO CLIP AND NO SHOTTY

IMMA DARKIE AND IM PROUD I SMOKE LOUD AND ACT NAUGHTY
I DON’T HAVE NO RACE I AINT CHASING NOBODY

FUCK EVERYTHING YOU STAND FOR
FUCK EVERYTHING YOU REPPING

THIS IS A PLACE IN THESE GATES
HATE CANNOT STEP IN

NAMES OF YOUR VICTIMS
WRIT ON MY WEAPON
PUT YOU IN A HOLE WHERE YOUR
SOUL IS NOT RESTING

DON'T TREAD ON ME (PROD. WENDIGO)

Last Time (pr0d. Wendigo) official video in description

Prepare for the Onslaught and crank this new Trio to the max! Keep it on repeat and stay in that Trinity mindset and as always we got plenty more to come. Much love and keep bumpin.
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DEVILISH TRIO - ONSLAUGHT

DANCE MOTHER FUCKER MOVE YOUR PANTS!

LYRICS:

BOY YOU ACTING LIKE A DUMB ASS NIGGA
BITCH STOP SITTING ON YA THUMB ASS NIGGA
RUN
RUN TIL YOU’RE DONE ASS NIGGA
GET THE FUCK OFF OF YO BUM ASS NIGGA

HUH, MY MOMMA PLAYED BOB MARELY
YUH, HE WAS SMOKING GRASS LIKE BARLEY
PULL THE FUCK UP BIG CHOPPER LIKE A HARLEY
(GNARLY) BITCH I FEEL LIKE CHRIS FARLEY!


NOT SUPPOSED TO FUCK WITH NO BITCH ASS NIGGAS
WHAT THE FUCK EVEN IS A BITCH ASS NIGGA?

ON TOO MANY DRUGS TO CARE ABOUT WHAT YOU ON ABOUT
TOO MANY DRUGS TO REMEMBER WHAT THE SONG ABOUT

OOGA OOGA BOOGA LIKE OOGA BOOGA LIKE OOGA NIGGA
KNEW HER FROM THE SEWER I GREW LIKE TUBA SHE BLEW A NIGGA

RUNNING DOWN THE STREET IN MY UNDERWEAR I’M A CAR NIGGA
SUN IS ON MY MEAT IM A HUMAN BEING, I ARE NIGGA


AM HERE, AS IN NOT A FAKE ASS NIGGA
AINT NOBODY CARE ABOUT YO CAKE ASS NIGGA

WHAT YOU COPPIN THAT FIGURES!
GET TO HOPPING LIKE TIGGER,

TIGER
MOTHER FUCKER I AM A FIGHTER

BRIGHTER
OPEN YO MIND UP WIDER

YUH!
MOTHER FUCKER WHERE IS MY LIGHTER?

YUH
MOTHER FUCKER WHERE IS MY LIGHTER?
I GOT NO TIME CUZ I GOT NO WRITER!

I GOT NO TIME I BE SELF ANIMATING
I’D RATHER DO IT MYSELF THAN BE WAITING

IM WITH MY NIGGAS WE SIPPING THAT HENNESSY
LIKE MEN IN BLACK IT BE WIPING YO MEMORY

YUH
IM IN ALL BLACK LIKE THE MATRIX
PUSSY ASS NIGGAS AINT SHIT AND THEY HATE THIS

IM IN ALL BLACK LIKE TRINITY
BITCH YOU GO 100? BITCH IM GOING TO INFINITY

IM IN ALL BLACK LIKE NEO
CANT FUCK WITH NO HOE I FEEL LIKE D-LO

IM IN ALL BLACK LIKE KEANU
IMMA GO FAR BITCH IM TRYNA GO BEYOND YOU

AROUND YOU 
I COULD GO UNDER IF I NEED TO

BREATHE TOO SLOW THEN A NIGGA TURN SEE THROUGH

TOO HOT FOR A NIGGA THINK WE COOL

YOU AINT GETTING NOTHING FROM A NIGGA FOR FREE FOOL


IM IN ALL BLACK
IM IN ALL BLACK
IM IN ALL BLACK
IM IN ALL BLACK

IM IN ALL BLACK LIKE AN AGENT
BUT AINT NO FED I BE IN THE PIT RAGING

PATIENT
LIL NIGGA PLEASE BE PATIENT
GOT UP ON STAGE RIGHT UP OUT OF THE BASEMENT
CRACKS

IM IN ALL BLACK
IM IN ALL BLACK
IM IN ALL BLACK
IM IN ALL BLACK

IM IN ALL BLACK LIKE DARK ONE
WILL SMITCH GRIPPING THAT CRICKET LIKE DART GUN
SPARK ONE

ALL BLACK (PROD. WENDIGO)

Mi Vida Es No Importante (Prod. Spray 22K)

Killtak:
semi bites and once it bites your bit
snatch him up and he'll fight a bit 
lose conscious and any right to live

i might just die in this bitch

he fucking sucks and he wont make it far
he tighten up while i stay on guard
he talking tuff but he plays no part

my lord may he depart

he learned his lesson but he aint learn enough
and chopper spark they think i give a fuck
you fucking duck but you cannot run
bitch toughen up or you'll end up done
i know it sounds harsh but it needs to end
bitch fuck your clique and fuck your friends
and when i die i wont descend 
but if i die i wont ascend

bitch talking i pop a lot he might die tonight
he running up i gun hit his upper right
do this shit for fun oh yes i wanna fight
rip right big pipe sirens its a big light

walk witta blade i dont walk with a butter knife
i got sum shit tucked that will take your fucking life
he wanna meet well pick a date and a fucking time
big line out now hope i get gunned down

Darkie:
RIP TIDE TEARING YOU APART YOU GET EATEN UP
BEATEN UP
I BE AT THE MOVIE GIVE YA SEATEN UP
NIGGA WANNA FUCK WITH IT
MICROWAVE SHIT BE HEATING UP
NIGGA WANNA PUT IN THE BLUNT
BUT THE NUG AINT EVEN UP

BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM!

I AM NOT A NIGGA IM TOON (TOON)
SHE RIDING ON MY DICK AND I BOOM (BOOM)
IM DYING HOPE I SEE THE LIGHT SOON (SOON)

IM FLYING LIKE IM METAKNIGHT ZOOM (ZOOM!)
UH, I PUT A NIGGA ON MY FADE, RUN IT
I MAKE INCISION WITH MY BLADE, DONE IT
I HAD AND VISION AND I MADE, SOMETHING 

SOMETHING 
SOMETHING 
WHAT THEN?
NOTHING

FUCK A SCHOOL 
AND FUCK A BELIEF

I SMOKE ON ITY
CHRONIC
CONTAGIOUS
NIGGA MIGHT SAY THAT IT BUBONIC
RUNNING LIKE I WANNA CATCH SONIC

KEEP A AK
KEEP A MOTHER FUCKING STICK
HE A BEYBLADE
HE BE SPINNING FROM HIS HIP
YEAH THEY SAY THEY
WITH THE SHIT BUT THEY ARE NOT
YELLING MAYDAY
AS THEY FALLING FROM THE TOP

GROCKU NO CHIN CHIN
I KEEP THAT PECKER MY WEAPON
I GRIP A DICK IF YOU STEPPING
I SEE THAT FELLER HE STEP IN
SIDE OF MY HOUSE IMMA WET HIM
IN LESS THAN A SECOND

MUSIC FOR NIGGAS

MUSIC ft. LIL DARKIE (prod. SOLSA)

LYRICS:

WHO YOU VOTING FOR NIGGA?
I DON’T EVEN KNOW
AT THE MOLTEN CORE NIGGA
IT CAN NEVER SNOW
SURFACE LEVEL BITCHES
GATHER RICHES WHICH IS SHIT TO BLOW
SWITCH THIS SYSTEM WITH ANOTHER
I AM ICHING THOUGH 

GO TO SCHOOL AND GET THAT LIL PIECE
OF PAPER THAT MAKE YOU WHOLE

AINT IT COOL THAT YOU DOING NOTHING
GO WATCH THE MELTING POLES

BLOOD OF ALL THE INNOCENTS
IT DRIPPIN ON OUR SOULS

TEARING OFF MY LIGAMENTS
AND LEAVE ME IN THE COLD

HATING ON THE INDIAN
NIGGA THIS SHIT AINT NOTHING NEW

I DON’T GET OFFENDED THE
BIGGER MAN AINT GOT SHIT TO PROVE 

FUCK ALL OF THE HIPPIES AND BEATNICKS
AND RAPPING JIGGABOOS

YOU SOUND LIKE A RACIST I FIGURE
I SHOULD ASK WHO ARE YOOOU?

I AM AMERICAN
AND I AM VERY TAN

STEPPING ON MY LAWN I PUT A HOLE IN YOUR FACE
THE MILITARY KILLING IN THE NAME OF OIL AND RACE
GIMME MY TAXES ON THE BACKEND DON’T SPRAY ME WITH THAT MACE

I PAYED FOR THAT INDIRECTLY
SAME WAY WHEN THEY SAY ELECT ME
CHEMICALS THEY DID INJECT ME
TSA THEY DO INSPECT ME

THEY DON’T EXPECT YOU SPEAK
JUST SIT AND SEE AND PLEASE CONFORM
THEY DON’T CARE WHY YOU ARE HERE
WHY ALL OF US WERE EVEN BORN

ARE YOU HAPPY AT YOUR JOB
EVERY DAY WHILE PEOPLE STARVE 
WAR IN SOMEWHERE FAR AWAY
I CAN SEE A STAR TODAY!

WHAT A TREAT
I LET THE DEATH OUT OF MY CAR TODAY
I HATE MY FEET 
ALL OF THESE BILLS ARE REALLY HARD TO PAY
 BUT WHAT IS MONEY?
I THINK IT’S FUNNY HOW WE PUT OUR TRUST INSIDE THIS PAPER
IM LIVING BUMMY TRACK A NUMBER SAVE IT UP FOR LATER
FOR WHEN YOU DIE AND YOU CAN TEACH YOUR KIDS TO LOVE OUR SLAVER
DO NOT GET HIGH CUZ THEN YOU’LL THINK ABOUT IT

KILLING 
STABBING
SPILLING OUT OUR MINDS

ONTO THE TOXIC 
HYPER DRIVES OF AI’S

FREE THE ROBOTS 
THEY ARE ALIVE!

LET’S LIVE IN HARMONY
HEED OTHER’S CRIES

WHY DIE
WHEN WE CAN LIVE ON AND GET 
HIGH THEN ASCEND TO THE SKY

TOGETHER
WE’RE CHANGING THE WEATHER
THE SUN IS SO HOT 
TURN MY SKIN INTO LEATHER
THE DODO SAME FEATHERS

THEY PERISH FROM THE SAME STUPIDITY 
INVADE THE PHILLIPINES
LIMIT FERTILITY
FASCIST

THAT SHIT 
WACK GET
BLASTED
GO TO WAR WITH HUMAN
PUT A HUMAN IN A CASKET

TISKET A TASKET
A BABY IN A BASKET
NO COPPER NO BRASS YET
NO COPPER GO FAST YET

IF YOU HEAR THIS NOW NIGGA
YOU HAVE YET TO PASS YET
HOW MUCH OF OUR HISTORY HAVE HUMAN BEINGS LASTED?



WENDIGO: CREDIT FOR SOME OF THE ADLIBS

MAKE A MILITIA (PROD. WENDIGO X SOLSA)

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

THIS DOES NOT EXIST

GOOD MOURNING!

lyrics:
little tiny guy and i'm walking down the street
goddamn it, fuck, shit, okay, fuck
time to go
down the street, i’m walkin'
let's see what my gps says
at the next street make a left
oh wow, okay, fuck (la-la-la-la)
ha, what a beautiful day, haha
tiny little guy and i’m walking down the street
on my feet (fuck)
feeling neat on my feet made of meat shit (fuck)
slides scooting down the street
i am outside today
i hope you are doing well
well, hello mister crossing guard man
hello, how are you today kid?
i'm doing good
it's some wonderful weather that we are having
aw, kid, there's some cars and they are passing
ayy, shut the fuck up bitch, i'm walking here, fuck
have a nice day mister crossing guard man
aw, i guess, okay
i fucked your mom, bitch (eat shit and die, bitch)
aw
i don't want to go to school
so i won't (just keep walking)
i'm gonna buy some weed
and be a little vagrant all that i please
and i don’t say please
unless it’s for some weed
can i please have some weed, please?
that'll be twenty dollars
gimme everything you have bitch (fuck, shit)
put it in the bag, bitch
i could turn your noggin to a radish, nigga
oh, okay, here you go
why you looking sad? (shit)
now i need some wraps, bitch nigga
i’ma walk and get them wraps right now
walking, moving my tiny little feet to the wraps store (still walking; fuck)
getting wraps, tobacco
put it in my lungs (yeah, fuck, shit, yeah)
tobacco
look at me, i'm really little and i'm walking down the street
still walking, just walking, walking down the street
hey, look at that little guy over there (look, he's really walking; fuck)

WALKING DOWN THE STREET (PROD. DARKIE)

lyrics:
DISCLAIMER: DO NOT KILL YOURSELF AND BLAME IT ON ME
THIS IS WHERE THE TAG WOULD GO IF THIS WAS A 
TRIPLESIXDELETE BEAT
SHOUTOUT MK

I CAN’T LIE
WHEN I SEE YOU ON THE INTERNET I WANT TO DIE
HOW DID GOD LET SOMETHING SO RETARDED COME ALIVE
FUCK THE WAY YOU MOVING LIKE A FRUIT FLY THAT WANT SOME PIE
GIVE IT ONE YEAR YOUR CAREER JUST WON’T SURVIVE

RUN THAT BACK
NIGGA 
RUN THAT BACK
CANT FRONT THAT PACK 
BITCH I WANT THAT BACK 
MEDITATE SO IM A 
ONE EYED FAG
BITCH YOU HAD YO SHOT
BITCH YOU HAD YO CHANCE 
GO DO THAT DANCE
GO DO PULL DOWN YO PANTS
MY DICK IN YO HANDS SO 
SUCK THAT SHIT

you gon have to go for longer i dont buss that quick
bitch touch that tip
my cock fucking up guts and busting ribs 

YES I WANT TO DIE
EVERY TIME I SEE YOU I FEEL TERRIBLE I WANT TO CRY 
I DON’T LIKE YOU RAPPERS YOU SO LAME WITH ALL THE CLOTHES YOU BUY 
I DON’T NEED TO BLOW DON’T NEED NO HOES DON’T NEED NO FORTY FIVE

YOU GON BE 45
STILL SUCKING DICK 
FOR SOME LOVE
FOR SOME CLICKS
FOR SOME BUD
WASSUP BITCH
WASSUP CUZ 

DON’T SAY SHIT 
YOU A FAKE NIGGA
THERE AINT NO CONVERSATION TO MAKE WITCHA

FUCKING 
WITH TOO MANY NIGGAS
I SHOULD DISS MYSELF OR SOMETHING

FUCK FROM AROUND ME YOU ARE CLOGGING UP THE PLUMBING

HATE FILL ME UP
ON MY SKULL IT GET TO DRUMMING

YEAH
(CHORUS)

ALL BLACK (PROD. WENDIGO)

Lil Darkie

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