BURN THAT FAGGOT AT THE STAKE! 🏳️‍🌈🙏🙏💖

CODEINE ON A CAMEL FEAT. LIL DARKIE & AM (CO PROD. EYESBEELOW)

COMPOSITION III IN RED, WHITE, AND BLACK By: Lil Darkie

COMPOSITION III IN RED, WHITE, AND BLACK - Lil Darkie

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!

FRIED EGG (PROD. TRIPLESIXDELETE)

lyrics: 
I WANT NONE OF
HA
I WANT NONE OF THAT 
LA LA 
UNDERBELLY
LIKE A TON OF CRACK
I PEEL THE CONCRETE BACK
WHAT THE FUCK IS UNDER THAT?
WHERE THE DEVIL TAKE THE BABIES  
AND THEY PRINT OUT ALL THE PLAQUES

YOU WANT THAT MONEY?
THEY’LL GETCHO ASS UP ON THE RADIO
AINT IT FUNNY
THEY’LL MAKE YOU DRESS UP LIKE A LADY THO
OR PLAYBOY BUNNY 
YOU IN A MOVIE, FAMOUS? MAYBE THO
IT DOESN’T STUN ME
THEY TRYNA MAKE ME 
YOU CAN’T MAKE ME GO
AWAY
YOU CAN’T SAVE ME
YOU CAN TAKE ME WAY 
CAN’T TAKE ME PAIN
YOU CAN’T PLAY ME 
I CANT BE CONSOLED
PLAYED LIKE A GAME
YEAH THEY RAPE ME UGH
TAKE ME YEAH IT MAKE ME GO INSANE
HOW THEY PAY ME UGH
YO FAVORITE RAPPER SOUL IS ON THAT PAGE
NIGGA

THE MUSIC FAKE NIGGA
I HATE TO BREAK IT TO YA
BUT FOR GOODNESS SAKE 
THERE AINT NOTHING NEW TO MAKE WITCHA
COMPUTER BREAK BIGGER
ACCRUE THE CAKE AND PUT THE 
BATTER ON A PLATE
“BURN THAT FAGGOT AT THE STAKE!”

I WANT NONE OF
HA
I WANT NONE OF THAT 
LA LA 
UNDERBELLY
EVERYONE GOT CRACK
I PEEL THAT CRACK STRAIGHT BACK
WHAT THE FUCK IS UNDER THERE?
IT’S WHERE THE CEO OF AMAZON
HAS BUILD A SECRET LAIR

LA LA UNDERBELLY (PROD. TRIPLESIXDELETE)

SOUND OF GRINDING A POLITICIAN'S SKULL INTO A FINE POWDER (FT. JOHNNASCUS) (PROD. WENDIGO)

i didn’t write lyrics for this song but i will transcribe them in the next few days for y’all <3
(lyrics coming the next day or so)

COMFORT IN DISCOMFORT (PROD. WENDIGO)

HOW TO ROB A BANK (FT. CHRIST DILLINGER) (PROD. SOLSA)

lyrics:
HEY
YOU SHOULD GOOGLE BLUE WAFFLE
IT’S AWFUL 
TERRIBLE UNBEARABLE IMAGERY

SEARCHING FOR SOME BALANCE
WHERE THE FUCK IS THE SYMMETRY?

ROBOTIC PEOPLE MARCHING FORWARD
T’WARD THE INFINITY 

YOU AT THE EPITOME 
OF RAP IN 2020

YOU LOOK FUNNY HONEY
GETCHO MONEY MONEY
IT AIN’T SHIT TO ME

IT AIN’T SHIT TO ME
BUT SOME DIGITS
THE METAL MAKE THE MAN MORE RIGID

“THE ROBOT”

CLOCKWORK
SPINNING LIKE A HELICOPTER
THE COPS WORK
OVERTIME AROUND HERE

I DON’T LEAVE THE CRIB I DO IT ALL IN SIMULATION
WORKING EATING SLEEPING AND ASSISTED MASTURBATION
I’M FACING THE CEILING OF MY BASEMENT AND 
THE GOVERNMENT IS TRACING
THE THOUGHTS INSIDE MY HEAD
AND KEEPING TRACK OF WHAT I’VE SAID 
I THINK IT’S BETTER IF THE VIRTUAL ENCASING
EVERYTHING I DO FROM HEAD TO TOE
AND IT AIN’T DISCONNECT-ABLE

THE MEAT MACHINE DISSECTIBLE
LIKE AMPHIBIANS WE LIVING IN 
A 3D MODEL I FIGURE MY NIGGA
WE MIGHT FORM A SORTA DIGITAL MIGRATION
GIVE UP ALL OUR BODIES BECOME ONE WITH THE VIBRATION

OR MAYBE WE MIGHT MERGE WITH THE COMPUTER 
FORM A NATION OF THE CYBORG SHOOTERS
FIGHTING AI BRUTUS

TURNED AGAINST US
E TU?
YOU WILL END THIS WHOLE GAME THAT WE BEEN PLAYING
IF WE DON’T CONTROL THE SHIT THAT WE CREATING

OR MAYBE THAT’S DESTINY
THE FUTURE THAT WE ALL HELP BUILD

IF THE DEVIL GET THE BEST OF ME
THEN YOU BETTER GIVE HIM HELL 
I’VE FELT

THE VIBE THAT HE TESTING ME
I THOUGHT I HAD TO HIDE MY GUILT

BUT I’VE BECOME A BETTER ME
CYBERNETICALLY

ROBOT (PROD. SKOTSKR)

lyrics: 
THE KIDS ARE ALL RETARDED
WHAT DO WE DO?
THEY KEEP BEATING UP EACHOTHER
THERE AINT NOTHING TO DO
YA DONT WANNA GET IT STARTED 
THEY AINT FUCKING WIT CHU
BECAUSE THE KIDS ARE ALL RETARDED 
WHAT DO WE DO?

WE DO DRUGS
WE PUTTING PACKS IN A LUNG
BURN NUGS 
I DONT WANNA GET A JOB 
NO FUN
I DONT WANNA GET NO MONEY
WANNA BE LIKE EVERYBODY 
I WON

THE KIDS ARE ALL RETARDED
WHAT DO WE DO?
THEY DONT WANNA FUCKING STUDY
WANNA GO TO A SCHOOL
THEY’RE JUST CHILLING WITH THEIR BUDDIES
BY THE SIDE OF THE POOL
BECAUSE THE KIDS ARE ALL RETARDED 
WHAT DO WE DO?

WE SHOULD KILL EVERYBODY 
THAT BEEN ACTING A FOOL
AND THEN BURY THEM IN GUCCI
SO THAT ALL OF EM COOL
IM GOING TO A PARTY
CUZ I HEARD THAT IT RULES
THE KIDS ARE ALL RETARDED
WHAT DO WE DO?

THE KIDS ARE ALL RETARDED
EVERY DAY
THAT LIGHT FROM THE TELEPHONE IS
MELTING YOUR BRAIN
GO THE FUCK OUTSIDE
THEY GOT NOTHING TO PLAY
BECAUSE THE KIDS ARE ALL RETARDED
AND GOT NOTHING TO SAY

THE KIDS ARE ALL RETARDED (PROD. WENDIGO/MKULTRA/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)

LA LA UNDERBELLY (PROD. TRIPLESIXDELETE)

Lil Darkie

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