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Lil Darkie - HOLOCAUST
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LIL DARKIE - GENOCIDE (PT4).mp3

TOKYO'S REVENGE X JASIAH - BODY COUNT (Prod.SBeatz)

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BATHROOM FAN FREESTYLE [W/BABYHAYEZ x NEPPERIN] [PROD. REZXREKT]

HUMANS AND MONSTERS (PROD. WENDIGO)

!! ATTENTION!!
All rights to this song go to Darkie. He created this song. I only made a radio edit of it, to make it shorter and cut out the long ass intro. I will take this down if he requests it.

Humans And Monsters - Lil Darkie (Radio Edit)

With his baritone of butter, Jacob Banks could be seen as a successor to any of the 60s and 70s soul greats. But Banks' independently released music carries a different message for a different time. Currently unsigned, the Birmingham singer created his new EP, Paradox, entirely by himself - from mixing and mastering to designing the artwork. "I've put my heart on the line," Banks points out of the 7-track compilation of soul-searching songs that scale resentment and redemption. Taken from Paradox, the foot-stomping, fist-pumping Monster, produced by Show N Prove and Banks, is a passionate recourse aimed at the enemy - both external and within. “This song was born out of a lot anger," says Jacob. "I wrote it in my bathroom  - proper rock and roll! I’m going through life at a very fast pace and I’m learning a lot of things the hard way. One of the things I’ve learnt is that as much as I don’t like it, sometimes you have to become a monster to get what you want and I may well have to become the miracle I’m searching for.” 
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Premiere: Jacob Banks - Monster

YEAH
HE TALKIN’ SWEET LIKE A CAVITY
TALKIN’ SHIT IT COULD GO DOWN LIKE GRAVITY
STEPPIN’ TO ME THAT’S A FANTASY
I AM A LIVING CALAMITY
I’M GRADUALLY LOSING MY SANITY
I WENT FROM GANJA TO FLIPPING PROFANITY
THEY PROFIT OFF ALL OUR DEPRAVITY
THAT’S THE REALITY

WHIP AN F-150 NOT A CAR
PICKING UP AN UGLY BITCH
AT THE BAR
ON THE PORCH
STRING BROKE ON MY GUITAR
BITCH YOU BETTER GET THE FUCK OUT THE YARD 
BITCH YOU BETTER GET THE FUCK OUT THE YARD (x4)

I QUIT SMOKING EXCEPT FOR THE BEATS THAT I RAP ON 
GREEN LIKE BROCCOLI 
I KEEP IT GOING FOREVER NO MATTER THE WEATHER BITCH THERE AIN’T NO STOPPING ME 
THEY WANNA TAKE AWAY EVERYTHING WE OWN LIKE IT’S A GAME OF MONOPOLY 
I TURN A FED TO AN EARTHWORM
BURY HIM DEEP IN THE DIRT ON MY PROPERTY 
THE ONLY GRILL THAT I GOT IS A FOREMAN 
I KEEP ME A SMITH LIKE A MORMON 
I TOOK A SIP OF THE MOONSHINE 
SPINNING LIKE I WAS A STORM THAT’S FORMING 
KNOCKING SHIT OVER LIKE HURRICANE 
YOU SHOULDN’T SLEEP ON ME LIKE POLYURETHANE 
I COULD DO THIS FOREVER LIKE PLASTIC 
I MAKE IT STRIKE LIKE THE TIP OF A MATCHSTICK
TALKING LIKE ARISTOTLE WHEN I RAP
A PHILOSOPHER GREATER THAN PLATO 
THROWING TOMATOES AT ME IMMA DO YOU LIKE NATO
HIT YOU WITH A MISSILE TURN YOU INTO PLAY-DO
POP HIM HE WADDLE LIKE DONALD
I AIN’T TALKING RONALD I’M TALKING THE DUCK 
AND SPEAKING OF DUCKS YOU BUGGING LIKE DAFFY
I STRETCH YOU LIKE TAFFY 
I DON’T GIVE A FUCK

I JUST BLEW UP A CYBER TRUCK
I JUST BUTT FUCKED ELON MUSK 
INDIAN BOY SO YOU KNOW MY BITCH 
TOLD ME MY DICK LOOK JUST LIKE A ELEPHANT TUSK
I’M PLAYING MARIO BROS WITH ZUCK 
I LEAVE A DEVIL WITH WINGS A HALO
I JUST SHOT UP THE AMAZON WAREHOUSE 
AND SENT A .5 TO JEFF BEZOS

BITCH YOU BETTER GET THE FUCK OUT THE YARD (X4)

NOTHING IS PUNK 
BESIDES MAYBE SELF IMMOLATING LIKE A MONK 
I KEEP A STICK LIKE A TRUNK DO 
FUCK JOE BIDEN AND PRESIDENT TRUMP TOO
AS LONG AS 12 GOT A GUN I GOT ONE TOO
THINKING BOUT PICKING UP KUNG FU 
“TO KNOW YOUR ENEMY YOU MUST BECOME THEM”
THAT WAS A QUOTE BY SUN TZU
STACKING PAPER LIKE A BOOKSTORE 
WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU NEED TO READ BOOKS FOR?
I GET ALL OF MY INFORMATION FROM THE INTERNET
I FIND WHATEVER I LOOK FOR
I BELIEVE WHATEVER I SEE
AND I CANNOT EAT ANYTHING SPICY 
I’M AN ILLITERATE VILLAGE IDIOT I CAN’T EVEN READ MY OWN ID
PACKING THAT DIP IN MY LIP
LIKE MY DICK IN A BITCH
I AIN’T TALKING MY SISTER
WALKING AROUND IN THEM ALLIGATOR SKIN BOOTS
JUST GAVE ME A BLISTER
I DON’T GOT A ROLEX
SHOOTING THAT PISTOL WITH ONE HAND MAKING MY WRIST HURT 
I AIN’T A TALKER
IF HE WANNA CHIT CHAT
HE CAN GO SPEAK TO MY FIST FIRST 

I JUST BLEW UP A CYBER TRUCK
I JUST BUTT FUCKED ELON MUSK 
INDIAN BOY SO YOU KNOW MY BITCH 
TOLD ME MY DICK LOOK JUST LIKE A ELEPHANT TUSK
I’M PLAYING MARIO BROS WITH ZUCK 
I LEAVE A DEVIL WITH WINGS A HALO
I JUST SHOT UP THE AMAZON WAREHOUSE 
AND SENT A .5 TO JEFF BEZOS

BITCH YOU BETTER GET THE FUCK OUT THE YARD (X4)

you best get from round here dressin’ like that
we don’t call the police around these parts


GET OUT OF MY YARD (PROD. WENDIGO)

Produced By Tim Suby 

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Shutter Island

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)

LYRICS:
i took that feller round back to the water hole
i turn that critter to dust and it’s audible
i turn your 10 gallon hat to some particles
can’t even read what they wrote in my articles
I’m so illiterate
i can’t even read a little bit
i keep a banjo my hip and i diddle it

middle kid, i got some siblings
rat eat the scrap on the floor and the nibblings
i keep a bat i keep score in my back yard
my daddy fat and he poor it aint that hard

my dad republican
but he live on unemployment
farming don’t bring no enjoyment
kid’s in my town is afflicted with opiates
heroin needles addiction is copious 
never appropriate 
uncle yelling bout the soviets
taking over his associates

i’m a, country boy in my heart
i’m a, country boy in these parts
i’m a, country boy on my land
i’m a, country boy i don’t bend

uh, want some freedom i’ll deliver
uh, out in russia you might shiver
see the, moon shine inside my liver
george, shot lenny by the river

dipping tobacco inside of my lip again
ripping the back off a pack and then stick it in
spit it inside of a jar get my nicotin (nicotine)
get the fuck outta my town man I’m sick of them
methamphetamin abusers
we the better men they losers
the beggers cannot be the choosers
i be posted with my crackers
some of us blacker but that aint a factor
we packing that heat and it’s hotter than barbecue 
i’m with my doggs, that’s scooby doo marmaduke
put up a wall and i barb it too 
that way it harming you
hopping it that’s what that karma do 
i conceal carry my .38 special
especially for any devilish vessels
my rifle don’t trifle on who in it’s sights
if he evil my deagle be taking his life
and that eagle i keep on my jeep and my chevy
it fill up my heart till a part of me heavy
the levies they creaking 
the plains and the peaks
and the valleys from georgia
to cali I’m seeking

for destiny manifest
definitely can attest 
i despise everyone 
anyone’s ran against
one reason or another
whether northerner or southern
i prefer less 

stubbornness
inside the governance
i want my vote to feel less like a another miss
and like they thinking bout us normal citizens
i wonder if there’s any time to fit us in

too busy banning self defense
everybody’s tense
none of these liberals making any sense
now there’s some nazi’s that took up residence 
voted for donald and I’m still scared of pence

what the fuck is the whole country coming to?
rappers and muslims is dying and gunning too 
police get shot and they doing the killing
put end to this shit god willing

all of the innocent blood we spilling 
everyone gun on yo arm no kneeling now
here pop a pill if it’s tearing you down
welcome to new america town!

STEPPING ON MY LAAAAAND
THEN YOU GONNA CATCH THE WEAPON
(YEE HAW)
WHAT YOU CATCHING, LEAAAD FROM A SMIFF AND WESSON
(ALRIIIGHT)
IM IN THE FIELD AT 4 OCLOCK SO WHY YOU PRESSING

“CITY FOLK, CITY FOLK
WE DONT LIKE YOU CITY FOLK”

PULL UP TO MY FARM
AND IMMA HARM YOU
LET THE 50 POKE

REEEED NECK MAAAN 
TOUCH MY DAUGHTER IMMA SLAUGHTER YOU

CAUGHT HER BY THE WATER WITH A COMMIE 
SO I SHOT HER TOO

WATERLOO
SOUTH CAROLINA AND NEVADA TOO

PROUD TO BE AMERICAN IT
ISN’T GETTING HOTTER DUDE

IT ISN’T GETTING HOTTER
IM A MARTYR IM A PATRIOT

PULL UP IN A FORD, WITH THE RIFLE,
MAN HE ATE THE SHIT

PULL UP ON THE TRACTOR, WITH MY PASTOR
YOU AN ATHEIST

WE DONT NEED GUNS!
ON THE WEB? YOU THE LAZIEST

CRAZIEST!
TO THINK YOU CAN STOP
POPPING THESE ENEMIES
AND I AINT STOPPING THE DROPPING
TILL I GET TEN AT LEAST 

I TOW MAGNUMS DRINK
JACK DANIELS NOT HENNESSEY
DRAGON’S BREATH IN MY WEAPON
GET THEM FROM TENNESSEE
I COULD BURY YOU OPEN CARRY THE REMEDY
WHIPPING OUT MY PROPERTY STOP LIKE KENNEDY

HOME OF WATCHING FOX NEWS LIKE IT’S THE FUCKING PLAYOFFS
ALL THESE POLITICIANS SMOKING CRACK ROCK AND GETTING PAYOFFS

TAX PAYING
TRACK LAYING
HOPPING OUT THE BACK SPRAYING
IM VOTING
NINE TOTING
WON THE WAR AND IM GLOATING

BEER DRINKING
CLEAR THINKING
MERICAN MAN
AT THE BEACH 
A SEAGULL IS 
WEARING A CAN 

(YIPPIE KAYAY MOTHER FUCKER)

JACK DANIELS (PROD. WENDIGO)

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)

In The Party

Lets Link

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

THIS DOES NOT EXIST

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