go make millions off it, the more the profit the better 🗣🗣🎶

Genocide >:)

2K FREESTYLE (feat. Lil Darkie)-Lazy3x

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

IMMA SAY THIS CUZ IG KEEP FLAGGING ME
NO I NOT A NAZI. I'M A LOVE NAZI. 
AS IN I FORCEFULLY SPREAD MY REGIME OF LOVE

LYRICS:

BITCH IM SMOKING GAS IN MY CHAMBERS LIKE IT’S THE HOLOCAUST
PULL UP WITH A K ON MY RIFLE THAT’S WHAT THE HOLO COST

TEACHER SAID YOU WONT BE SUCCESSFUL MAKING THOSE ANIMATIONS
SHUT YO APPLE EATING ASS UP AND DO SOME LAMINATIONS


I TEAR A PAGE OUT THE BIBLE IF I BE OUT OF PAPERS
IDLE NIGGAS WORSHIPING IDOLS PUT ACID IN YO WAFERS

PASTOR SAID YOU WONT BE SUCCESSFUL GETTING THAT BOOMING
DID I ASK YA PUSSY NIGGA YOU A HUMAN…


AND IMMA BE A STAR SOON
WAVY LIKE A,HAB HIT THAT NIGGA WITH THE HARPOON
SAVE ME I MAY, HAVE PULLED THE TRIGGA ATE SOME HARD SHROOMS
MAYBE IM FA,DED BUT I WIGGLE LIKE A CARTOON

YEAH, IIIIIII FEEL LIKE A CARTOON

I’M IN YO DEVICES
PERPETUATE YOUR VICES
IN CRISIS BUT IM THE NICEST
ALWAYS EAT YOUR FOOD WITH SPICES

PAY ATTENTION TO THE PRICES
DONT BE MADE INTO A SUCKA
YOU WONT HAVE ENOUGH FOR SUPPER
KEEP YA NUMBERS ON THE UPPER

TUPPO-WEAR EATING 
MY SEATING STEADY ON THE CARPET
I PARK IT AND THEN I SPARK IT
NO MARKETING HITTING TARGETS

I HIT LIKE GUITAR PICK
THAT STRUMMING OR LIKE DRUM
THAT BE GUNNING YOU DOWN FO FUN
I CHUCKLE AND THEN I RUN

RUN UP I DUMP IT OUT
HE WANNA THUMP IT OUT 
COKE IN A MOUNTAIN
MY BITCH GOTTA LUMP IT OUT

DONT DO NO ARGUMENTS 
PULL UP NO PARKING IT
YOU HEAR THE SOUND
WHEN MY NIGGAS IS SPARKING IT

I GOT TWO HANDS ON THAT BITCH I WONT DOUBLE BACK
I GOT THAT COOKIE IT DOUBLE WRAP

I GOT GELATO IN CUBAN TOBACCO
I POPPED A NEW BOTTLE AND BLEW OUT HER BACK HOE


I ACT LIKE A WACKO
I SPIT LIKE IM CHEWING ON YOU AND DONT KNOW WHAT
TO DO WITH THE GOO
YOU A SLIMEY ASS NIGGA YOU DRIP LIKE A GARBAGE BAG
TRY ME ILL ALWAYS PULL UP WITH A LARGER MAG

BUILT LIKE AN ARMORY
NIGGAS GOT NO CHACE OF HARMING ME
SMOKE UP A GARDEN G
I THINK IT HARDEN ME
I AM NOT HURTING MY PAIN IS TOO FAR TO SEE
BITCH IF WE KICK IT NO WAY YOU SAY NAW TO WEED


OR TO POPPING A BOTTLE
WE POP HIM HE WADDLE
I AINT NEVER DODDLE
IM KICKING THE THROTTLE
WHILE FUCKING A MODEL
I STAY AS DRAWING
YO LIFE IS NOVEL
AND MOST OF IT AWFUL

NOBODY READ   NO MORE I STAY ON THE SCREEN YOU WHORE
YOU PAY TO GET TO SEEN
YOU POOR
DONT PLAY FOR NO TEAM
IM BORED

TALKING THAT SHIT YO LIP LOOK LIKE AN ASSHOLE
WALK IN THAT BITCH SHOOT THE BRICKS OUT YO CASTLE
YOU ONE DEM NIGGA NOT PURSE IT’S A SATCHEL
THAT SHIT A PURSE BUT IT’S LESS OF A HASSLE

WHY IT GOT TASSELS?

WHY IT GOT TASSELS ON IT?
I WONT PASS THE CHRONIC TO YA
SUPER SONIC HOOVER
VACCUM BITCH
I PACK HER SMACKING LIPS
MY DICK ATTACK HER 
SLIP INSIDE HER BACKEND QUICK

STACKING CHIPS LIKE IT’S A PRINGLE CAN 
LET’S GET IT CRACKING BITCH NIGGA BRING IT THEN

BRING IT THEN

BITCH IM SMOKING GAS IN MY CHAMBERS LIKE IT’S THE HOLOCAUST


BITCH BRING THE HATE
BRING THE SMOKE

BITCH BRING THE HATE
BRING THE SMOKE
BITCH IM FEELING GREAT

BITCH BRING THE HATE
BRING THE SMOKE
BITCH IM FEELING GREAT
CHOP STICK GET ATE
FUCK YO FATE
CHANGE YO FUCKING STATE

UNDER SEWER GRATES
PUT THE STOCK UP TO MY WAIST
I MAKE YOU FLIP
LIKE A CAKE
FUCK YO ZIP YO COOKIE FAKE

I TEND TO TRIP 
WHEN I BAKE
PUT TOBACCO IN MY FACE
BITCH OFF THE RIP
I BE LACED
GO OUTSIDE AND CATCH A CASE

THE PUSSY WET 
FROM THE MACE
RIOT DYING IN THE STREET
KEEP UP THE PACE
FUCK YOU SLOWING FOR WE RACING
ON OUR FEET
WE MOVE WITH HASTE


I’M AMAZED
ALL THESE NIGGAS FALLING OFF
FREE FOURTEEN 
ALL THESE OTHER RAPPERS SOFT
SPIDER GANG
CHOPPA COUGH

BITCH ON PAPER I LOOK GREATER THAN PRESIDENTS
SET PREPOSTEROUS PRECEDENTS
GOT A ROSTER OF RESONANCE COPPER?
BOTHER THE RESIDENTS PROPER
STOCKING YOUR EVIDENCE LOCKER
MEDICINE SET IN’LL STOP YOUR
HEAD IN A DROPPER
I KEEP THE LEAD IN A YAPPA
I GET TO POPPING YA TOP OR
YA LEGS AND SEVER SPIT RED 
AND I DROP YA 
DEAD AND IN HEAVEN WITH PAPA

(I WRITE TOO MANY LYRICS FOR SOUNDCLOUD TO HANDLE)

HOLOCAUST (PROD. WENDIGO/LiL CUBENSiS)

ORDER: CUBENSIS, SOLSA, WENDIGO x3 
LYRICS:
MY GOD IS REALER THAN YOURS!
HE SAYS WHAT I IS DO IS RIGHT
THAT I SHOULD FIGHT IF HEAVEN POURS!
I AM VERY VERY SORRY
MY APOLOGIES
FOR COMING OFF SO HARSHLY

IMPART ME
SECOND CHANCE
SO I CAN DANCE THE WAY YOU WANT ME
YOU NAZI

GOT ME!
TAKE A LOT MORE THAN THAT TO TOP ME
SOFT AINT WHAT IM MADE OF
YOURE THE ONE ACTING LIKE ADOLF
COCKY

WAY THAT YOU GOOSE STEPPING
WAY THAT YOU LOOSE LIPPING
TALKING BOUT WHO TRIPPING
TALKING BOUT WHO TO SHOVE UNDER THE BUS
AND WHO ALL OF US TRUST THAT WE SHOULDNT 
THIS JUST IN
LIL DARKIE IS RACIST
SPREADING THE MESSAGE OF SATAN WITH FACES
BLACKER THAN ANY OF US PROLLY ARE
BUT IM STILL OFFENDED CUZ IM A RETARD

HE TRYNA BE HARD
WE TRYNA BE SAFE
BY MAKING IT HARD
FOR YOU TO CREATE
NIGGAS THAT HEARD OF ME FIGHT AND DEBATE
I DONT DESERVE NOT ONE WORD OF THE HATE

MIND CONTROL
MY THOUGHTS ARE MINE TO HOLD
DOWN IN MY SPINAL CORD
BITCH THIS AINT MY FINAL FORM

I GOT NO TIME FOR YOU PUPPETS
TAKE YO OPINION AND SHOVE IT
I KEEP MY SPIRIT ABOVE IT
IM TAKING CRITICISM IF IT ISNT IGNORANT
IM NOT CONCERNED WITH FITTING IT HIT IT DIFFERENT
IM A CARTOON
BUT NIGGAS DOING MORE PRETENDING THAN ME
BITCHES ACT OFFENDED GET BANNED ON IG
YOU DONT GOTTA BE A HATER YOU DONT LIKE ME
WHY I KEEP A GRIN ON MY FACE ON MY TEETH

ALL THESE NIGGAS MAD THEY AINT EATING LIKE CONCENTRATION CAMPS
CUT YOURSELF ESCAPING FROM LEAVING OVER THE NATION FENCE
MOST THESE NIGGAS FAKING NOT WORKING IM PUTTING THEM ASIDE
SMOKE UNTIL THERE’S NOTHING REMAINING I CALL IT GENOCIDE

PHONY ASS NIGGAS PLOTTING WOAH
FRUITY NIGGAS ACTING ROTTEN, SO
ON YO SHIT NIGGA YOU NOT BEEN, HOE
I AINT EVEN THINK OF STOPPING, THO

-

IMMA FUCK AROUND AND TIMMY TURNER TO THE TIPPY TOP
I WONDER IF THESE NIGGAS REALLY GRIP THESE GLOCKS, TRIPPIN 
ACID LIPPING FLACID DICKING TIL SHE GIMME TOP UH HUH

SKIPPING TO THE STORE I GOT A RED HOOD ON
SALVIA WE RIPPING OUT A TEN FOOT BONG

THERES A BITCH INSIDE MY HOUSE SHE KEEP ON SAYING SHE IN PAIN
YEAH SHES SITTING ON MY COUCH WITH BURNING NEEDLES IN HER BRAIN
DIVINORUM IN HER VEINS

GUESS SHE WAS ON LEXAPRO
THE COMBO MADE HER GO INSANE

SHE FEEL CALMER ON COCAINE
(TRUE STORY)
DONT RAP FOR FAME
(TOO WHOREY)
BITCH WHATCHU SAYIN IM SUPER SAIYAN YOU SUPER PLAIN
(ROOT FOR ME)

I TAKE MY PAIN 
MAKE THE MUSIC
PLANT A BOMB
CANT DEFUSE IT
I AM CALM 
I AM LUCID
THEY BETTING ON
THAT HE LOSE IT
NEVER HAD IT TO START WITH

BREAK YOU LIKE USING GUITAR PICK
CONSTIPATED ALWAYS MAKING THAT HARD SHIT
CONTEMPLATED TAKING NIGGAS REAL FAR SHIT
THINGS HAPPEN NIGGAS SWITCH YOU EVOLVE WITH

TIME MOVING
RHYME SMOOTH AND
STAY FOCUSED YOU WILL SHINE THREW SIN
STREET TACOS GET SOME DIMES
WHOS IN
KNOW A NIGGA THEW THE
LIME JUICE IN

I KNOW HOW TO LIVE
I KNOW HOW TO DIE TOO
YOU COULD JUMP OFF A BUILDING
EAT MUSHROOM FOR HEALING
PUT ACID IN YOUR EYES TOO

IMMA FUCK AROUND AND TIMMY TURNER TO THE TIPPY TOP
I WONDER IF THESE NIGGAS REALLY GRIP THESE GLOCKS TRIPPIN 
ACID LIPPING FLACID DICKING TIL SHE GIMME TOP
WHIPPING UP MY VISIONS HUMANS LISTEN TO THE SHIT I DROP

-

WHAT GOES AROUND COMES AROUND
GOES AROUND COMES AROUND
GOES AROUND COME BACK TO YOU
MY MOMMA TOLD ME THAT WAS TRUE
PEOPLE REMEMBER LIKE ELEPHANTS DO

PEOPLE FORGET ALL THE ELEMENTS TOOOO
LIVING AND BREATHING SUCCEEDING AT MUSIC
AT LEADING THE CREW WITH A PASSION THESE NIGGAS AINT MOVE 
CUZ THEY CRASHING AND TALENT THEY RATIONING

ILL GET A BAT I MIGHT BASH HIM IN
GRIPPING A BLADE AND IM SLASHING HIM 
HAPPEN TO YOU
I PULL UP ON EM NO MASKING IM
SMOKING THAT DOPE UP IN LASSEN
WITH DRAIN THE SWAMP BLASTING IM COO

IM ON THE BEACH UP IN TAHOE
PACKING THAT THC INSIDE A RAW CONE
ILL BE HAPPY WHEN IT’S ALL GONE
MARY JANE ANSWER WHENEVER SHE CALLED ON

I HAD TO FALL DOWN IM SMOKING TOO MUCH
FOLD UP A POST IT IM SMOKING A BLUE CRUTCH
I DO NOT DO DUTCH I DONT DO BACKWOODS
GRABBA LEAF ONLY TOBACCO THAT SMACK GOOD

I FUCKED THAT BITCH IN THE SAFEWAY
7:00 AM AND IM HAVING A GREAT DAY
IM PUTTING ON WEIGHT LIKE IM TAY-K
ANIME RAPPER YOU SOUND LIKE A BEYBLADE

(SORRY)

GENOCIDE (PROD. WENDIGO/LiL CUBENSiS/SOLSA)

PROD & LYRICS:
PROD (IN ORDER):

DUEY DIRTY
WENDIGO X CHRIST DILLINGER
SOLSA
LUISPRODUCEDIT
CXRPSE
THRAXX
CRMSYN
DARKIE
SONNATIC
MUPPY
LIL CUBENSIS

https://genius.com/Lil-darkie-death-squad-lyrics

DEATH SQUAD

(RIGHT ON) X8

SOMETHING TO DRAW
NEED SOMETHING TO WRITE ON
I SEE ELECTRICITY IN THE PYLONS
LOOK AT IT RUNNING THE RACE 

EVERYTHING YOU DOING ERASED 
WHAT IT FEEL LIKE?

HIT WIT THE MACE

TIGHT PACE WHAT IM KEEPING
GOT THE REAPER ON ME
LIKE YOU 
WHAT THE HELL WOULD I BE 

WITHOUT IT

IF YOU THINK IT
SHOUT IT 

LOST MY MIND
I THINK I FOUND IT
AWAY

LIVE TO FIGHT 
ANOTHER BRIGHT DAY 

I AM GOD 
SO WHY WOULD I PRAY

YOU ARE GOD
ABOVE A WHITE PAGE

THE CREATOR
MAKER OF RAGE

PAINTER
PAINT THE CANVAS
I ATE THE MANTIS
I SAVED THE PANDAS 
I HATE THEY BRAND US
CAN US LIKE SOME KAMPBELLS
JESUS HAD NO SOCKS UNDER HIS SANDALS

I CANT RIDE A BIKE WITHOUT THE HANDLES 
I CANT RIDE A SCOOTER HAVE A TUTOR 
SHOOT THE BUDDHA EAT SOME GOUDA 
SAY IT RUDER, TELL WHO DID I TRAMPLE

RAMBLE

ON ABOUT SOME NONSENSE 
I’M UNCONSCIOUS
I DON’T HAVE CRICKET FOR A CONSCIENCE 
KELP FOREST WHERE THE MAGIC CONCH IS
VIOLENT CRUCIFYING LIKE IM PONTIUS

PILATE FLYING HIGH ABOVE OLYMPUS 
SHE’S AN ANGEL GIVE THAT BITCH A NIMBUS
BANGAL TIGER BITING OFF YA FINGERS
HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO EAT THESE PRINGLES?

IMAGE IN YO HEAD IS HOW I WANT IT
FINISH ON THE BED AND LIE UPON IT

(CHORUS)

IN THE CAR IT MOVING FAST
FOOT UP ON THE GAS
EVERYTHING WE TEND TO PASS
LEAVE IT IN THE PAST
I KNOW WHAT MY MOMMA ASKED
I JUST DIDN’T ANSWER
GOT HER FOOT UP ON THE DASH
SHE MY TINY DANCER

SHE MY TINY DANCER
MOVE IT HULA GIRL
NOT A GIRL WIT CUTER CURLS
IMMA STACK THESE COMMAS
WE COULD BE LIKE THE OBAMAS
WE COULD RULE THE WORLD
BABY GIRL JUST PICK A COUNTRY
AINT WORRIED BOUT NO MONEY
AINT WORRIED BOUT NOBODY

(CHORUS)

BREAKING BREAKING DOWN THE GAS
DON’T WANT SMOKE WANT CANCER
YOU COULD YOU COULD YOU COULD
ASK
YOU CAN’T GET ME CANCELED
SHAKE IT SHAKE IT SHAKE YA ASS
HOW IT IN YO PANTS TOO?
HOW HE DO IT?
YOU COULD ASK
GRIP THIS PEN NO PENCIL

BABY BABY BABY
GIRL
SHAKE THAT ASS FOR A NIGGA I’LL GIVE YOU THE WORLD
MAN I LOVE IT HOW YOU BEND YO BACK AND MAKE IT CURL
YEAH I PUT THAT NECKLACE ON YO SHIT LIKE PEARLS
YEAH I COOK THAT ROCK I STIR IT MAKE IT TWIRL

(I FREESTYLED/PUNCHED IN THE NEXT TWO SONGS/STORIES)
(I DON’T WANNA WRITE THEM DOWN)

(8:15)
TROUBLED KID WITH THE TROUBLED MIND
TROUBLED KID WITH THE TROUBLED PAST
IN THE TROUBLE I GREW UP FAST
IN THE RUBBLE I SIT MY ASS DOWN

I’LL SMOKE YOU LIKE I SMOKE THAT GRASS
I BROKE HIM LIKE I BROKE THAT GLASS
I DROPPED OUT I AINT GO NO CLASS

HAD TO CUT OFF A LOT FRIENDS
HAD TO CUT OFF A LOT OF PEOPLE
CUZ LOTS OF PEOPLE ROUND ME WERE EVIL
CUZ LOTS OF NIGGAS WERE WEAK AND FEEBLE

OM
THANK
GOD THAT I GOT OUT ALIVE
MY MOMMA NEVER LOST FAITH IN MY MIND

LET IT OUT
(SCREECH OF PAIN)
(X8)

WHEN I WAS YOUNG
I USED TO PLAY WITH LEGOS TIL THE MORNING SUN
I USED TO PLAY WITH LEGOS NOW IT’S BORING SON
NO ONE WOULD PLAY WITH ME I’M THE FOREIGN ONE
HE AINT HAD NO BUTTHOLE SO I TORE HIM ONE

I DIDN’T KNOW WHAT A COUNTRY WAS NOW I’M TOURING ONE
ALL I WAN DO IS GET ON TRACKS I WAS BORN TO RUN
IN THE FIELD I GRIP THAT STICK IT’S A HOLE IN ONE
WHY WOULD YOU COMMIT A CRIME WITH A STOLEN GUN?

RAT-A-TAT-TAT
GRIP THAT GAT AND PUSH HIS HAT BACK
IS YO MOMMA PROUD OF YOU NOW?
NO SHE’S NOT THIS MUCH IS TRUE NOW

RIGHT ON

(OUTRO SKIT)

RIGHT ON (PROD. SOLSA)

I’M IN PAIN
MOTHER FUCKER

IN MY BRAIN
THAT SHIT HOT

IN MY BRAIN

FUCK THAT
FUCK THAT 
FUCK YEAH

Y’ALL DON’T GET HIGH ENOUGH
DON’T GET HIGH ENOUGH
I DON’T THINK I BUY ENOUGH
I DON’T THINK I CAN

AH MY BABY SANDY
MY SUGAR
HOT SEX

DICK REAL HOT 
WHEN IT DROP DOWN NECK
SPIT CUM AT HER BACK AND I MAKE HER
THE WHITE DRESS
LIKE BLOOD, SUGAR, SEX AND MAGIC
I SUCK SOME DICK SAY “FUCK THE FAGGOTS”
I DON’T SMOKE CIGS I’M NOT THE FAGGOT TYPE
YOUR BUTTHOLE AIN’T BAD TO GRAB IT RIGHT?
I FUCK THAT HOE MIGHT GO AND GRAB A BITE
SHE SUCK MY DICK BACK AT THE PAD I PIPE PUSSY

THAT SHIT HOT

FAGHOT (PROD. SOLSA)

HUH
WHY YOU BARKING LIKE A FED
OR A TED TALK?
IMMA SKIN HEAD BUT MY HOMIE GOT DREAD LOCS
HUH HUH
JUMPIN ON IT NIGGA MAKE THE BED ROCK
HUH HUH
THUMPING ON THE TRIGGER MAKE A HEAD POP

I HATE ALL THE VIOLENCE 
DREAD NOT

KILLING FOR NO REASON 
HOE THE HERO DON’T LIKE TO FIGHT
YOU APPEAR A DEMON
I HOPE YOU CAN INVITE THE LIGHT
YOU CANNOT CHOOSE YOUR PATH 
IF ALL THE EVIL ENTICING RIGHT?

STUPID ASS MOTHERFUCKER,
MY BROTHER BEING NICE IS TIGHT!

HOE GET OUT THE WAY
GOD IS HERE TO STAY
HIT YOUR KNEES AND PRAY
FUCK THE FEAR AND PAIN

PRAISE IT EVERY DAY
THE ENERGY FIXED IN MY BRAIN
I WANNA BE THE WAY

RED DOT
WHY YOU BARKING LIKE A FED
OR A TED TALK?
IMMA SKIN HEAD BUT MY HOMIE GOT DREAD LOCS
HUH HUH
JUMPIN ON IT NIGGA MAKE THE BED ROCK
HUH HUH
THUMPING ON THE TRIGGER MAKE A HEAD POP

RED DOT
LIKE I WAS A HINDU
I LOOK LIKE MACE WINDU
OH MY GOD KNOW WHAT I BEEN THRU
I LOVE BUDDHA BUT I SIN TOO
I’M THE BALD BROWN NIGGA YOU LISTEN TO

IN MY SOCKS AND SANDALS
ALL THESE GLOCKS I HANDLE
LIGHT YOU UP LIKE CANDLE
POT GOT A HANDLE

IMMA KILL THIS RAKSHASA
SPILL HIS GUTS I GOT
PILLS DON’T POP A LOT
I FEEL MY ROCKS A LOT BIGGER

I HOPE I NEVER HAVE TO GO AND DO YOU LIKE THAT
ALL I DO IS WRITE RAPS
SIPPING JACK, NIGHT CAP
BRING THE CHORUS RIGHT BACK

(CHORUS)

I don’t know why all these niggas they wanna be hard
I don’t know why all these niggas they wanna be seen wit me 
But never support 
Friend of my nigga is friend of me bigger than forever more 
Whatever whore 
Im on the shit
You cannot sniff 
I take a whiff
And break in the door

Door sound
“Hello”

I keep a turret on top of the porch
I’m gripping the torch 
Leaving em scorched 
Burned

You are the worm 
I am the spider I turn like a lighter
Put you in a urn

A stick of the fern
That I wanna breathe 
I see that you heave 
I hope that you leave 

Go away 

Living in peace so you cannot appease 
The devil today

RED DOT (PROD. SOLSA)

THEY ARE STANDING AT THE DOOR 
WITH THE BLOWER IN THEY HAND 
READY TO PUT YOU ON THE FLOOR

FUCK THEM NIGGAS
FUCK THEM NIGGAS
FUCK THEM NIGGAS

WHATCHU KNOW
GOT A STOGGIE IN MY HAND
HE THREW LIL HOMIE TO THE FLOOR

FUCK THEM CIGGAS
FUCK THEM CIGGAS
FUCK THEM 

CIGGARETTES
YOU AINT MET MY NIGGAS YET
ASKING ME FOR SHIT YOU MUST THINK
THIS AINT SOMETHING BIGGER YET
HOW YOU FIGURE THAT?
WAY HE DO IT LIKE HE WANT IT
YOU UNWANTED
UNICONIC

GO MAKE TRILLERS
GO BREAK CEILINGS
GO HURT FEELINGS
GO MAKE MILLIONS

YOU’LL MAKE MILLIONS OF IT 
THE MORE THE PROFIT
THE BETTER
ON THE NEWS WITH NEW CHET UBETCHA
AND WE CHATTING BOUT GETTING CHEDDAR

BLUNT ASH ON MY SWEATER
DRAW MYSELF, THAT’S GETTING META
THINK YOU BRAVE GRIPPING THE METAL
LA BROAD DAY SUNNY WEATHER

I’M JUST TRYNA SMOKE ON MY PETAL 

FUCK YOU NIGGAS IN THE ASS
I’M ACCOMPLISHING A TASK
LOVING PEOPLE IN A MASS AMOUNT
DROPPING OUT 
I DON’T EVEN KNOW WHAT THIS CLASS ABOIUT

TEACH ME BUSINESS 
TEACH ME TAXES
FIX OUR MASSES 

niggas think I’m black
nigga i’m indian
get off of my back
all races are synonyms

for any stupid human sack
that can walk the block and talk
that got a pussy or a cock
that grip a dick a stick or rock

FUCK DO YOU MEAN
I DONT POP BEANS UNLESS IT WIT RICE

I DO NOT DRIVE I PEDAL THESE BIKES
I SMOKE A BLUNT THE PEDAL BE NICE

I SMOKE A JOINT IT LOOK LIKE A ELBOW
BELIEVE IN GOD AINT GOING TO HELL THO
HELL NO

I KEEP STICK LIKE THE CROSS
I SHOOT THAT LOVE AT WHO I COME ACROSS
I’M NOT TOO WORRIED HOW I COME ACROSS

I KNOW WHO I AM
I’M THE MAN

MICHAEL HE LIVE IN A VAN
MIGHT GO TO VENICE EAT MOLÉ AND JAM

I’M MAKING RACKS I GOTTA DO TAXES
YOU IS SO BROKE THAT WE IN DIFFERENT BRACKETS

I FILE QUARTERLY
MAKE SURE THEY ORDERLY
YOU WONDER WHERE COULD THAT QUARTER BE

IF YOU A RICH NIGGA DO A BACKFLIP
I DON’T CARE BOUT THIS RAP SHIT
I JUST WAN MAKE MY MUSIC TAKE A NAP BITCH

I’M THAT NIGGA LIKE ALL OF THE TIME
YOU A WINNER WHEN YOU EATING DINNER
STRAIGHTEN YOUR SPINE

CHET (PROD. SOLSA)

GRANDMA 1

I BEEN KILLING MYSELF
EVERYDAY
GO BUY SOME LIQUOR AND DRINK WIT MY NIGGAS
I SIP TIL THE END OF THE DAY

I BEEN KILLING MYSELF
EVERYDAY
I DON’T WANT NONE OF YOU NIGGAS TO HELP ME 
CUZ THIS IS THE GAME THAT WE PLAY

ONE CIGARETTE
TWO CIGARETTE
THREE CIGARETTE
FOUR CIGARETTE
MORE

BORED NIGGA JUST
POISON THE CHEST
TOYS IN A MESS
BOYS IN A NEST
FIRST HITTING THAT FLOOR
WHO?
YOU!

I COME WIT THE VENOM
RUN WITH THE DENIM (GENES)
DRUM ON A GUN WE DEFENDING 
ONE WE THE BETTER SON
KAIN WON WIT A BIT OF FUN
I DON’T SEE THE SUN
WHEN THE THUNDER COME I’M UNDER TEND TO PONDER
WHO DECIDE WHO LIVE AND DIE I WONDER?

ME!
I DON’T WANNA BE LIKE YOU
YEAH I SEE RIGHT THRU
ON THE BEAT THAT TRUE
NO LIE!

I DON’T WANNA FRONT AND BRING MY NIGGA THE PAIN
SOMETIMES WANNA PUT A BULLET INTO MY BRAIN
SOMETIMES WANNA PUT A BULLET INTO THE NIGGA THAT
WANNA PUT A BULLET INTO MY BRAIN

INSANE
GO BOTH WAYS LIKE A BI MAN
GOT A PROBLEM WITH ME
I TELL YOU TO TRY THEN
GOT A PROBLEM YOU CAN
DIE THE, DIE THEN, DIVE IN
SUICIDE IF YOU CAN’T SWIM
I KNOW THAT I BEEN UP ON THE RIM
GONNA JUMP OFF
PAPA ASKING WHERE HAVE I BEEN
TELL HIM “FUCK OFF”
TELL A NIGGA WHERE DOES IT
END?

GRANDMA 2

i got that (insert sound of pleasure)

if you on shrooms 
then you might not wanna have blood in your room
or violent tunes
or maybe it’s cool?
play metal you dudes
and females should stay out yo phone and yo emails
people is harder to look at you see melt
harder to talk when you don’t know the wordage
(i’m too high for this)
what is a word is?

high for to forage for berries to make into porridge

i don’t gotta touch you to know you very much
sure that i do have a butt too
mushrooms
it’s nice how we share that same feature
creatures
under bleachers
looking for a bird or peach or other fruit
don’t greet ya teachers 

ever expanding reality handing the answers 
to me infinite understanding 
shifting and moving
my lips and it’s soothing
to trip like you’re cruising 
i’m hit so i’m bruising
im blue and i’m black and i’m red on the backend

i got that shit
i got that shit lil nigga
how come my clip get bigger?
i just wan flip yo figure

i just wan make you smile
psilocybin get wild
soon as i’m “in” my tiles
start coming off of the floor
squeezing all my pimples 
crushing all of my pores

am i a man or am i a baby?
am i a man or am i a lady?
with a pussy so sweet 
wit a tushie get beat
i want to beat my meat 
repeat repeat

i got schedule one inside my head you bum
and when you dead you done
i shouldn’t have fed you none
but i’m a fun guy
take a little fungi
bumping Yin out the back of the hyundai

nigga we all gon die
and that’s okay
run up on him with a drug
hope that asshole pray
don’t like acid as much
don’t do that so great
i got a lotta in my pocket
will you pass or take

cuz mmmmm

i got that (insert sound of pleasure)

GRANDMA 3

(MY MOM SINGING WITH ME)
[AN INDIAN NURSERY RHYME FOR SMALL CHILDREN
ABOUT MAKING INDIAN SWEETS OR “LADDU” AND EATING THEM]

SWEET LIKE A LADDU
WALK AROUND TOWN 
YEAH I FEEL LIKE A SADHU
WHAT WOULD AMMA DO?
ACT LIKE A GURU
EATING MURUKKU
SAY THEY’LL PULL UP AND THEY’LL SHOOT YOU
TALKING POO POO
THU THU

YEAH YO SHOES LOOKING TOO NEW
GIVE THEM SHOES TO ME
I’M WITH EDDY HE MIGHT PULL UP
HE GRIPPING THAT .223

(MY GRANDMA FREESTYLING AND ME LAYERING HER)

MY PATTI AND MY THA THA
AMMA’S AMMA AND HER APPA
BUT I DO NOT HAVE AN ANNAN
I JUST HAVE A LITTLE BROTHER

WIT THAT SRICHURNAM ON MY HEAD
NO BINDHI
MAN FREE ALL MY BROTHERS FROM THE FEDS
FUCK MINDY FROM “THE OFFICE” MY NIGGA
I EAT GULAB JAMUN
OH YOU GOT A A+ COME AND HAVE A HUG MY SON

(SKIT)

(MY MOM SINGING WITH ME)

MUSHROOM (PROD. SOLSA)

LEAD PIPE NIGGA
WE DRINKING OUT THE SINK 
CAN’T GO TO BED RIGHT NIGGA

MY HAND IS A FIST
KEEP IT ATTACHED TO THE WRIST
IN CASE A NIGGA GET PISSED

LOOKING FOR SOMEWHERE TO PISS
INSIDE THE DEAD OF THE NIGHT
SO IF HE SHOOT THEN HE MISS
RIGHT?

NO FIGHTING
I CAN’T GET ANY SLEEP WHEN ALL THE BED BUGS BITING
I BE TRYNA QUIT THE NIC 
RIGHT NOW MY HEAD RUSH VIOLENT
I’M FUCKIN WITH A DRUG THAT GOT ME DEAD, STUCK, SILENT
ASS ON MY LADY IM STRETCHING OUT DAILY IM STRESSING OUT MAYBE 
THEY KNOW WHERE I STAY
BE SO CAREFUL U CUZ YOU GOTTA
I LEARNED THAT FROM MY POPPA

ILL POP YA IF YOU DON’T WANNA TALK 
AND START BARKING

I FEEL MY SOUL DARKEN 
IM BLACKER THAN MARTIN

HE LIGHTER IN HIS SPIRIT 
IT’S DEEPER THAN OUR SKIN
AND IT’S SEEPING IN, I HEAR IT
YOU HUMAN PEOPLE

YOU THINK YOU ARE YOUR BODY
YOU SO MEDIEVAL 

I DON’T BELIEVE IN COLOR
NOT ON THE EASEL
IM INSIDE THE WHIP
A SPIDER I DRIVE ILLEGAL

LET’S GO TAKE A TRIP

LIFE’S A TRIP
AND ONE DAY WE’LL STOP FALLING
(AS ABOVE, SO BELOW, JUST GO WITH THE FLOW)
LIFE’S A TRIP
AND ONE DAY WE’LL STOP FALLING
(AS ABOVE, SO BELOW, TIL YOU HIT THE FLOOR) LIFE’S A TRIP
AND ONE DAY WE’LL STOP FALLING
(AS ABOVE, SO BELOW, YOU WALKING A TIGHTROPE)
LIFE’S A TRIP
AND ONE DAY I’LL STOP FALLING
I PROMISED MY MOMMA I’M ALL IN
LET’S GET IT NIGGA

IT’LL ONLY GET BETTER IF YOU LET IT NIGGA
I SAID IT NIGGA
LET THAT SHIT SET IN NIGGA

LIFE’S A TRIP AND I WOULD KNOW
WENT FROM NIGGAS HATING ME 
TO NIGGAS HATING ME SOME MORE

MAN I LOVE YOU!

HATING ON THE INDIAN FOR WINNING
I’M A MUTT THO 
THE UNDERGROUND SCENE KINDA CUT THROAT 
THESE RAPPERS AT THE TOP WERE REALLY POPPING 
BUT THEY SUCK THO 
AINT NEVER SEEN YOU NIGGAS REAL LIFE
LIKE MY BUTTHOLE

NOT FLEXIBLE ENOUGH 
NEVER BOUGHT A SINGLE CHAIN
IS THAT FLEXABLE ENOUGH?
I AINT NEVER OWN A WATCH
I AINT NEVER HAD THE TIME

WHY YOU THINKING BOUT ME
WHY I’M DANCING IN YA MIND?

I’M INSIDE OF YOUR CEREBELLUM
I’M RUNNING THROUGH YOUR SPINE

“YOU ARE NOT MY HOMIE”
“ALL YOU LAME NIGGAS TALKING BOUT ME YOU DON’T KNOW ME”

“YEAH HE WALKS AROUND LIKE HE GOT MORE CLOUT THAN EVERYONE”
“HOW DO YOU DO THAT?”

BE THE NORMAL AND FRIENDLY ONE

NIGGA
I GOT EYES AND EARS IN THE MOTHER FUCKING WALLS
I KNOW WHATCHU TALKING BOUT YOU SUCKIN ON MY BALLS
PAINT THINNER
I KNOW IF YOU LOSING YOU CHOOSING IT
AINT WINNERS
AINT WIT US

BAD DAY
YEAH I HOPE YOU HAVE A BAD DAY
I AINT A RODENT CAN’T RUN A RAT RACE

WHERE’D EVERYBODY GO?

BUTTHEAD (PROD. SOLSA)

OI CUNT
WHAT’S DOIN 

I’M AN AUSSIE
DRINKING PISSING OUT BACK
BROUGHT STRAIGHT FROM BRITANNIA 
DRY LIKE IRAQ
NOW YOU DONE IT
YOU DONE MADE ME UPSET 

OI
WHAT’S THE JOHN DORY 
WITH YOUR COUNTRY I BET
YOU’RE A SAVAGE
EATING PUPPIES AND CATS
THAT’S UCKED 
MOTHER FUCKER
RANK BOGAN
I SLAP

CUNT 
MY CENNELINK AINT CAME THRU
SHE’LL BE RIGHT BY TOMORROW
IM BASHING THIS ROO

GOONSACK
CHUGGING AT THE DOOF AND THAT’S TRUTH

SAT ON THE DUNNY MAKING RUBBISH
THAT’S POO

DEAD SET
COULD I BUM A DART MATE

OUT OF DOSH 
I GOT VEGEMITE SAT ON MY PLATE

MONDAY TO FRIDAY
USED TO BE THE BUSH BUT NOW THERE’S A HIGHWAY

OI

STAUNCHED UP
WHY YOU LOOK AT ME SIDEWAYS

OI THERE GANGA
IMMA TAKE YOU BACK TO MY PLACE

THE BOTTLE’O’S CLOSED I’M SPEWING 

SPILLED A SCHOONER ON MY TRACKIES
NOW THEY ALL RUINED

DUMB BLOKE
BUT I STAY UP IN THE SUN HOE
FUCK OATH
GOT MY SNAG STUCK UP IN HER GUT THOUGH

BOOF HEAD
YOU COMPLAINING WHEN THE TRUTH SAID
EVERYTHING YOU REPRESENT, PUTRID

PUNCHING BILLIES PULLING CONES
SMOKE INSIDE MY DOME
SIGNAL SHIT FROM MY VODAFONE

(SOLSA MONOLOGUE)

AUSSIE (PROD. SOLSA)

I stick with my niggas
Im stuck with my brothers
Don’t fuck with no others
You talk and you stutter
I’m moving like butter
I’m smooth like a blunt
And I get what I want
Cuz I go and I get it
I know when I got it 
Cuz then I can hold it 
You folding before you can mold it
Ya future
I roll like a boulder
Move over i bootcha
Don’t drink no kombucha 
Cuz that shit is nasty
Smoking a lot so my vocals is raspy
I’m where the wraps be
You where the rats be
Hop in a taxi it look like a quaalude
100 a pill?
That’s a rack that I pay dude
Sour patch kid in my fridge
Dripped with the acid I’m tripping
Im rigid I’m flaccid 
I puff and don’t pass it 
Until I am satisfied 
Act like a hoe best believe I keep that in mind
Look at this tat of mine
Up on my forehead
I’m getting more bread than ever before and 
I’m happy I’m sad and I’m angry 
I’m all of dat
I love my baby she pretty I call her that
Care bout my woman and care bout my family
You on the floor and I’m up in the canopy
Eating bananas and roaches and centipedes
Harder to trust niggas 
wish there was ten of me
So many try to be friend of me
Few are befriending me
Can’t talk to no one on ketamine
Why you on addies that’s methamphetamine
Take a few shots roll a spliff and I let it be
No one ahead of me

i was gon punch in but then i’d be lazy
line of sight hazy
pulling out tulips you pushing on daisies

darkie you crazy!

it always amaze me
how many people inspired 
admire me
all i do spit animate smoking fire tree

nigga how high are we?

dont ask me
im asleep in this cryofreeze
chamber
ice
i always come with that danger
pipes
i will not smoke with no stranger
fights
sweet baby jesus yo manger
nice
wont do that verse til you payed your 
price

im going up wassup yeah i gotta lotta
problems up my butt i shit outta hotter
track i feel it fade, the thought outta bought a
vice

im in new heights

im in new territory 
and im very horny 
here to fuck it up until my nuts are busted
lust encrusted lots of custard 
don’t trust the mustard
ketchup better
wetcha bed you bet i get up
like 
ducking all you mcs
talking on me
shot of your screen on ya story
you aint even tag me, aint important
i aint even respond 
hope you respawn
your career
nigga disappear 
trigga gripping queer
is it worth the years?

i wanted nothing but happiness for you
aint posting bout you cuz you need the attention
a mention from me start a numbers ascension
get that on yo own 
we some men and we grown
i dont fuck with my phone
cuz you live in it nigga

SPIT (PROD. SOLSA)

hurry up to stop and just wait
waste my time the best way to make me 
angry hangry i haven’t ate
baby i just had a bit of a day

maybe i should go and switch up the pace 
mainly cuz I’m getting sick of the taste
of flaccid dick, and plastic, bad acid
slap that rapper back to jurassic

we best
we bound to die and that’s 
predestined
what about the little boy 
t-rex?
bet he wanna be next too
but the asteroid that crashes get to choose 

go faster boy you bastard better move 
so you can live your life for more than booze

LOSE OR WIN
it doesn’t really matter

who’s the KING?
you can tell by the castle

i can’t sit right 
i like my girl to fit tight too
i am wit my goons
i gotta take a shit by noon
I’m a big tycoon
flexing flexing
bit my food
impressing dressing
i knew     
you could cook it up right
act hollywood you be so uptight

im on the beach absorbing sunlight 
while you threaten to start a gunfight 
ouu
killing for the fun of it? UH
i spy with my eye, a son of bitch! UH
defy the height fly i wanna get very
high on life smoke a ton of it hairy
buy the hype cuz aint none of it scary
why the fright why a little bit wary?

what did i do?
NOTHING OH NOTHING DEAR
SEE A SLUT APPEAR 
WANT TO TOUCH HER REAR BUT I DONT
NOT A NIGGA FEMENINE TONE
HOW YOU BIGGER BUT YOU NOT GROWN
AT ALL I MIGHT THROW THE BALL
BREAK HIS BONES
TRYNA CATCH IT FORE I GET HOME, RUN

I’M THE MVP 
I LOVE MY SUPPORTERS CUZ THEY LET ME BE
HOP OUT OF MY VEHICLE 
THE SCENT BE PEE
I BE SMOKING MARIJUANA 
BLOWING THC

I’M SO RICH I USE CBD CREAM
SAVE MY CASH TIL IT REALLY 3D
BUSTING OUT THE SAFE
CUSSING OUT THE BUTLER
HUMPING ON MY WAIST
NUT SO GOOD I STUTTER
SOMETHING IN ME MAKE ME WANNA GIVE MY SON A BROTHER
MAYBE A SISTER 
THAT LADY A MISTER BUT I DO NOT MISS HER CUZ I NEVER KISSED HER

BECOME THE GREATEST AND SAY IT SO HEINOUS 
IM INSIDE HER ANUS 
DON’T NEED TO BE FAMOUS
DONT WANT NO ATTENTION IM SEEKING ASSENTION 
DONT MENTION MY NAME

SEND YOU TO DETENTION 
THE TEACHER IS SPEAKING NOW
IM ON SOME FUNGUS I THINK THAT I’M PEAKING NOW
SWEATING AND CRYING THIS WATER IS LEAKING OUT
IM MADE OF WATER THE CHILD OF HER DAUGHTER 
I CALLED HER MY GOD UNTIL I MET THE FATHER 

HIS KID MAS A MARTYR FOR ALL OF HUMANITY
MODERN PRIORITIES CLOUDING MY SANITY 
THEY WONT DEFEAT US, THE SHEPHERD WILL LEAD US

THIS SONG IS FOR GRAMPA
HOPE THAT HE SEES THIS
THIS IS FOR NOTHING 
NOTHING BUT TO PLEASE US
THIS IS FOR CHEESES ON TOP OF OUR PIZZAS
BRING BACK JESUS 
HE KNOW WHERE THE PEACE IS!

WHOOP (PROD. SOLSA)

EVER SINCE I CAME IN THE GAME 
I WANTED NOTHING BUT TO JUMP IN THEY GUTS
AND BUTT FUCK EM
(X2)

ENERGY SUCKERS
ENEMY FUCKERS AND FRIENDS TOO
YOU DON’T KNOW WHO CAN RIDE FOR YOU 
IS HALF OF YA MANS COOL?

I DUNNO I DUNNO

THE PAPER AND PEN DO!
WHO JUST TALKING SHIT AND WHO WILL REALLY DEFEND YOU?

RIDE FOR YOURSELF
CUZ YOU’LL BE THERE
WHEN IT MATTERS
MADE OF MATTER
SPLATTER BRAINS ON A PLATTER
FOR YOUR CONSUMPTION 
I MIGHT RUN SHIT WITH THIS WRITING
OR PUNCH IN 
THE SHIFT BEGINNING 
YOU CAN FEEL IT COMING CLOSER
IM GRINNING 

LIKE IT’S MY LAST SMILE

I NEVER BELIEVED IN TIME 
CUZ IT NEVER PLEASED THE MIND

TO KNOW THAT THIS COULD BE MY LAST SMILE

YOU’RE LOOKING FOR MEANING WHY
DO YOU GOT IT PREDEFINED?

I DRAW MY GRIN LIKE IT’S MY LAST SMILE 

DODGING BULLETS FAST WHILE 
DISLODGING THE THOUGHTS OF RATS
AND THE ROACHES HANG OUT WITH BATS
AND ON TOP OF THEY FUCKING BACKS
ARE SOME ROCKET LAUNCHERS THAT BLAST
ALL THE BUILDINGS AND FILL THE REST 
WITH THEY GATS N THE SKY IS BLACK,
AN ATTACK WHILE THE MONKEYS LACK 

IM SWIMMING THROUGH THE SEWERS
LIKE FLUID IM WHERE THE POO IS 
I THREW THIS DOO DOO AT CHU 
CUZ IM THE SHIT, I FLICKED A BIC
AND I BLEW THIS GUTTER TO PIECES
IM SMOOTH LIKE BUTTER IN RECEES
IM FUCKING DAUGHTERS AND NIECES
OF NIGGAS WACK NEVER CEACES

Swang from the ceiling of your brain 
Hang from your feelings til you can’t anymore

Bang your head on the floor like you’re a schitzo 
Don’t be embarrassed you fit so imperfectly 
Into this so you’re beautiful letcho wits grow

Cuz intelligence is power and ignorance 
To your detriment 
I’m smelling all this flower 
Then burn it down into sediment 
I put some in the macaroni 
The homie I fed him it
He tripping out and spazzing 
A Chasm open and let him in 

Drug use in my circle 
And bug abuse yeah dirt‘ll
Consume em and turn em purple
I’m smoking til I’m infertile
I’m smoking until I’m impotent
Walk a mile I’m limping it
See a pussy I’m pimping it 
Spider gang ain’t a wimp in it

You how that shit be
This is little Dar-K-I-E
Two steams when I make my pee
Make spit when he play that beat
Sell weed better weigh that green 

*BRAIN CELLS COMMUNICATING*

DUNNO (PROD. SOLSA)

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

CHET (PROD. SOLSA)

Lil Darkie

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