darkie

music is far too serious. people treat it like a pissing contest. who can use sounds to get the "farthest"? when i'm alone in my room i am reminded of why i started creating in the first place. a love of vibration and emotion. not of attention. i like making music in my room without you there until the sun tells me it's time to sleep

lyrics:
All day every day
When the sun goes away we play
Taking the first letter of my name to the face
Nobody knows where the fuck I am I’m like a ghost
I’m doing shows from coast to coast
That’s a boast 

I’m very high must be in a plane I suppose 
Or a private jet but I ain’t ride one yet
I’m very high but with every high comes lows
I don’t got no ice but I’m living nice steak froze

In my freezer
Traveling for leisure
Get the show shaking like it just had a seizure
Fuck what you think I am not a people pleaser

All day every day til the sun come up

All day every day til the sun come up
I been smoking on so much THC and eating 1UPS
I got no reason to feel negative cuz I’m winning I’m winning
I’m finna kill it since the beginning I been grinning while sinning 

I put the pen to the paper push it pulling lines 
I did it
I’m probably staying up until the sun rise I admit it
I got no time for the bullshit 
My mind got my pride up in it
If I’m gon die then imma be happy before my life is finished

sun come up (prod. 19akira x yvrikvn bxnd)

PROD. @mkultraproductions

lineup:
LIL DARKIE @lildvrkie
BLCKK @blckk
CHRIST DILLINGER @christdillinger
FL.VCO @hellomesq

SHIT ON MY PLATE (PROD. MKULTRA)

i will make you see god

fun's not allowed?

this song is a love letter to my friends, family, and partner who help me stay grounded no matter what i'm going through. i hope it brings peace to some of y'all who listen

every heartbeat (prod. calder)

Hopeless Romantic (Prod. Bmbeatz)

LETTERS

RUST (PROD. SOLSA)

(PROD. WENDIGO)

mean what you say

i keep a rickety ratchet
i smoke a spliffy don’t lemme go batshit 
can’t give a fuck about that shit
please get the fuck out my face uh

i don’t believe in your race uh
i don’t want shit but to be alone
i don’t want see you on screen on phone
i just wan have my own place uh

get the fuck out of my eye sight
what the fuck you mean you might fight?

left right white light
ill do whatever it takes uh
put weight on yo face til it breaks
ugh
cough*

i smoke a pound down you got baby lungs nigga
wound down bitches they be dumb thicker
gravy run slicker dripping

shoot the trigger from my hip and
on the blunt a nigga sipping
ripping flicking on my bic and 
i could tip a bitch but i go all the way 
i fuck her til she shitting call the K

9-unit, keep a large weapon
gotta fine tune it like guitar settings
start betting on me 
get a tommy
wet a commie
red tsunami
dead around me

i gotta mean what i say

mean what you say

i gotta mean what i say

mean what you say

be seen to be seeming 
you mean what you screaming
these niggas be plotting on each other’s semen
I’m leaving

I CANNOT FUCK WITH THE FRONTING
I CANNOT FUCK WITH THE DICK WANTING

be seen to be seeming 
you mean what you screaming
these niggas be plotting on each other’s COCKS

DONT FUCK WITH YOU YOU GET BLOCK
EAT SOME MORE DOO DOO YOU MOTHER FUCKING COP

BOBBLE HEAD BOBBLE HEAD
 MAKE HIM A BOBBLE HEAD 
POP HIM HE WADDLE 
LIKE BOTTLE HE PROLLY DEAD

LOOKING LIKE HOP SCOTCH 
POPPING OFF ALL HE DID
IM ON THAT POT GOSH
IM NOT A MOLLY KID

I HAD TO ROT JOSH
TO BECOME WHO I AM
I GEEK A LOT
WASH DRUGS OFF MY FUCKING HANDS
 
I DONT WANT NO SWAMP
I LIKE MY HOUSE CLEAN

I DONT WANT NO SWAMP I LIKE MY HOUSE CLEAN
I KNOW WHAT YOU WANT FAILURE AND BEANS
COMPLAIN ABOUT WHATEVER ACT LIKE A FIEND
NIGGAS DO NOT CARE WE’RE FAR TOO MEAN

MEAN WHAT YOU SAY

MEAN WHAT YOU SAY! (PROD. WENDIGO)

(PROD. LIL CUBENSIS/BXWSER/WENDIGO)

i limp like a pimp and i spit like a llama
chimp with a tool in his hand talking toma
hawk in the sky flying at osama
no killing innocents i’m not obama

spilling a little bit out my bomber
courtesy USA and our commas
dirty a synonym for your momma
I’m little darkie nigga I’m brahma

RAMA
RUN UP ON YOU WITH THE KNOWLEDGE
RUN UP MY MO-FUCKING MILEAGE
NIGGAS WAS TELLING ME I COULDNT DO IT
YOU BLEW IT NOW YOU ACTING CHILDISH

IM ON MY WILD SHIT
WHY IS HE SAYING THE N-WORD
NIGGA CUZ I WONT PRETEND WERE IM FROM
NIGGA CUZ ALL OF MY FRIENDS ARENT BUMS
WHO BELIEVE YOU CAN OWN WORD
OWN A TONGUE

DUMB
OWN A PERSON OWN NONE
CULTURE WORSEN NO FUN
ULTRA LIBERAL SCUM
NAZI NIGGAS GO RUN
VULTURE CIRCLE THE SUN

LEARN TO NOT GIVE A FUCK
LEARN TO NOT GIVE HATE BACK
EARN A LOT WITH NO LUCK
BURN THE HERB AND FADE
TURN THE WORLD AND PRAY
THAT YO CAKE BECOME FAT

BUT WHO REALLY CARES
NOBODY AWARE 
IN LOVE WITH THEY HAIR
IN LOVE WITH THE SELF
WEALTH GROWING
STEALTH BLOWING
I CANNOT HAVE ANY PRIVACY 
EVEN MY CLOSEST OF HOMIES COULD LIE TO ME

THEY COULD DECIDE TO BE 
SLITHERING SNAKES 
WHERE THE WITHERING WRAITHS 
KEEP A BLISTERING PACE
SEE A FIST IN YOUR FACE


WHEN NIGGAS FIRST CALLED ME A DARKIE
I DIDNT LIKE IT 
WHEN MY BULLY CALLED ME A SAND NIGGER
I’D BITE IT 
AND I CAN SAY WHATEVER AS LONG AS THAT SHIT IS MY STORY
I CAN READ THE BOOK TO YOU DO NOT TRY TO DENY FOR ME

OH YOU’RE SO OFFENDED 
I MEANT TO TELL YOU I AM UNCARING

THAT KID DIDNT CARE ABOUT ME 
WHEN HE SAID DAD AND MOM’S PAIRING

WAS AN UNHOLY ONE 
BECAUSE MOMMA WAS A SPECIES
THAT MY FATHER CREATED FROM LAYING FECES

FUCK THE HATE

AND FUCK ALL OF YO RACE WHAT
RACE IS FAKE AND NIGGA REALLY AUT TO SIT AND WAKE UP

WAKE UP

WAKE UP FROM YOUR SLUMBER THE WORDS THEY MADE ARE WORTHLESS
WALK AMONGST THE LUMBER WITH BIRDS AND WE’RE SHIRTLESS

ADAM AND EVE
WE BETTER LEAVE
EATING THE APPLE
IGNORING THE LEAVES

PLEASE TAKE SHROOOOOOOMS AND MAKE THE MUSIC
OR MY GOOOOOOONS WILL FUCKING LOSE IT

ON THAT MEDICINE IT SETTING IN I SEE THE END 
APPROACHING IT ENCROACHING WITH A MOTION
WAVY LIKE I SLURP A POTION

IM AN ADDICT
BAD KID HE LISTENING TO MADLIB
LAB GRADE BUD MIX WITH OP INSIDE MY GRINDER

MAD HATE BUBBLE IN ME TIL I NUT INSIDE HER
UGH 
I SHOULD TAKE MY HATE AND CAGE IT UP WITH A DIVIDER 

I CAN STARVE THE NIGGA 
I CAN LEARN TO NOT BOTHER
I CAN LEARN TO TAKE AFTER MY FATHER

WALLOW IN YOUR STRESS
I WANNA BE BETTER THAN THE REST
TIRED OF BLAMING GENETICS INABILITY TO JUST

LEARN TO NOT GIVE A FUCK
LEARN TO NOT GIVE A FUCK ABOUT ANYTHING


I DONT EVEN CARE WHAT I RAP ABOUT ON THIS BEAT
SO MAKE SURE IT’S RETARDED

CHAPO COP A CHOCO TACO
STOP YO BITCHING SWITCHING UP AND 
SCRATCHING AT CHO LOTTO
TICKET,  

CHOPPA POP STACCATO

MOTTO

IS QUIT YO YAPPING
SAY YOU SCHEMING BUT YOU CAPPING
TALKING SHIT THAT YOU AINT BACKING 
YOU LOOK GOOFY ON THE BACKEND

I LIKE MY FRIES TO LOOK LIKE NACHOS
MACHO
JEWLER SELLING FRUITS LIKE HE GAZPACHO

I SEE YOU TWEET A LOT FIENDING FOR CLOUT NIGGA
WHAT YOU ABOUT? BETTER
SPIT THAT SHIT OUT, QUICKER

HUMUNA
YO BITCH IS LUCIFER
SUMMON HER

I KEEP A CRUCIBLE
FRONT OF MY DRUM 
WHEN IM SHOOTING I LOOSEN HER SOME 

SHOOTING MY LOAD ON HER BACK AND HER BUM

DEAL WITH IT
DEAL WITH IT
I FEEL MY SKIN PEEL 
IT AINT NO BIG DEAL
AS
LONG AS I DONT KNEEL
TO MY 
ANIMAL INSTINCT
LET’S INVENT THE WHEEL
IMAGINE THESE MUD HUTS
TALL AND MADE OF STEEL

IM UNCOMFORTABLE
I NEED A SHOE FOR MY FEET
I EAT SOME FOOD FOR MY MEAT BODY
TIRED OF SHITTING IN WOODS
I NEED SUM GOOD FOR MY SEAT, POTTY

I NEED A WHIP CUZ I DONT WANNA WALK NO MORE
FUCK A MUSKET NIGGA I NEED A GLOCK TO TOW 
MAKE IT RELIABLE
BANG THE TOP BACK
FUCK A NIGGA 
BRINING ANKLE SOCKS BACK


PAINT A PICTURE
IM IN RANCHO COOKAMUNGA 
SMOKING ON LUMBER
GO DUMBER THAN HUMMERS

THAT YELLOW THAT BEE WHY THEY BUMBLE
AND RUMBLE
YO WHIP IT STUMBLE
SO IT MIGHT CAUSE A FUMBLE

LEARNING TO NOT GIVE A FUCK (PROD. LIL CUBENSIS/BXWSER/WENDIGO)

(PROD. WENDIGO)

EVERY TIME I WAKE UP
I THINK YOU NIGGAS HAVE GOT ON MAKE UP
ALL THESE FAKEAHS
TAKE US DEEPAH TO SHAKE US AND GET THEY CAKE UP
PUSSY WAKE UP, UH

THEY WANNA MAKE US INTO SOME CLOWNS
THAT RAP ABOUT THROWING ROUNDS
FOR REASONS THAT HAVE NO GROUNDS

BASS POUNDS
ON MY TEMPLE
MY MENTAL IT CLOSE TO BREAKING
I FEEL THE DARKIE AWAKEN
THESE RAPPERS SMELL LIKE SOME BACON
IM TAKEN

SHOW ME SOMETHING FUNNY
DECIDE IF YOU WANT SMOKE WITH PEOPLE
OR YOU WANT SOME MONEY

CLOWNS
I’LL MAKE LIKE A MIME AND STOP TALKING
YOU GOT 30 NIGGAS IN THE WHIP THEY GET TO POPPING
MOPPING
STOPPING

FAKE NIGGAS ALWAYS THROW THE MOST SHIT
ACTING LIKE MONKEYS

EVIL NIGGAS ALWAYS GROW THE MOST RICH
ISN’T THAT FUNKY

CLOWNS
ENTERTAIN THE MASSES 
I JUST WANNA HELP THESE LONELY 
KIDS GET THROUGH THEIR CLASSES

I WONT LET YOU PAINT MY FACE
I WONT LET YOU PAINT MY FACE

I CAN DRAW MY OWN SHIT NIGGA
I DON’T LOOK TO YOU FOR GRACE

IF A CLOWN I GOTTA BE THEN IMMA BE A HAPPY CASE
IT SOUND LIKE A LOTTA THESE NIGGAS AINT GOT NOTHING THAT BE BASED
IN REALITY I MEAN THIS ACT IS ALL A JOKE YOU GUYS, YOU REALIZE,
THE CLEAR RISE, IN OUR DEMISE, CANT POSSIBLY KEEP IDOLIZING

BAD CLOWNS

BAD CLOWNS
SAD CLOWNS
WHY YOUR FLOWERS KEEP CRYING?
BAD CLOWNS
ENTERTAINERS
KEEP DYING

BAD CLOWNS
SAD CLOWNS
PREFER TO PROMOTE USING OPIATES
WHAT I’M SMOKING TOO INAPPROPRIATE 
OKAY THEN SO BE IT

I DON’T LIKE YOU
I AM NOT SORRY 
I NEVER GOT INVITED TO NO PARTIES
OD LIKE FARLEY
IM CARING HARDLY
YOU IS A PUSSY
ISN’T HE DARLING?

BAD CLOWNS 
NO LAUGHS
SHOUTOUT MY NIGGAS THAT MAKING IT LAST
STAY MOTIVATED ILL BE DOING LAPS
I CAN GET FADED AND STILL GO TO CLASS

I USED TO WANNA DO STAND UP
I PUT THAT SHIT IN MY RAPS
NIGGA YOU CLAIMING YOU MANNED UP
CLOWN CARS ON MY ASS
MAD CLOWNS
PUT YOU ON BLAST
PUT YO RED NOSE ON THE DASH
I DO THIS SHIT WITH A PASSION
EVERY TIME WE WAKE UP
ALL OF US NIGGAS PUT ON OUR MAKE UP
BUT WHAT MATTER IS WHAT MAKE UP YOU

SAD CLOWNS (PROD. WENDIGO)

(PROD. WENDIGO)

NIGGAS IN THE GAME 
ALWAYS SOUND THE SAME
THAT’S WHY I DON’T PLAY, NOTHING

IF YOU GOT TO SAY 
THAT YOU AT THE TOP
NIGGA WHAT ARE YOU HUFFING?

YOU SOUND LIKE A KID
STRUGGLING TO LIVE
BITCH THE REASON YOU BUMPING,
 
TEMPORARY LOVE
GO AND GET YOUR GRUB
‘PARENTLY YOU ON SOMETHING.
KEEP ON OSTRACIZING PEOPLE
POSTULIZING POSULATING
YOU WAS OUT IN LA MASTURBATING
CONSUMATING
WITH THE SPAWN OF SATAN

ILL BE WAITING
AS IN GAINING WEIGHT
COMPLAIN ABOUT THE PAIN IT’S GREAT FOR VIEWS
BUT YOU WOULD KNOW
YOU DO IT MORE AND MORE
AND KIDS ADORE IT
PARENTS FOR IT

DESPERATE FOR CONNECTION TO THEIR CHILDREN
MEN IN BUILDINGS PROFIT OF THOSE FEELINGS 
THEY DO NOT CONTROL
NO ONE WANNA TAKE RESPONSIBILITY 
NOBODY TAKE THE FALL
FUCK ABILITY AMOUNT OF CLOUT
OR ANYONE WHO SAY THEY BALL
BALLERS DRIBBLE BABIES FIDDLE
WITH THEIR DICKS UNTIL THEY DROP THEY BALLS

SO YOU WANT THE SWAMP DRAINED?
ALRIGHT OKAY!

ALL YOU NIGGAS WANT FAME!
WE ALL CANT HAVE NO WAY!

CATCH ME ON THE FRONT PAGE
OF SOMEONE’S BRAIN

IS THAT WHAT YOU WANT MANE?
ALRIGHT

YOU TALK MORE THAN YOU WORK
YOU PLOT MORE THAN YOU BUILD
YOU NOT WORTH SHIT YOU DIRT
IT’S HOT OUT IN THE FIELD

A HAWK IN SILENCE LURKING
SNAKES AND RATS IM MERCING
I BE CERTAIN
IT AINT WORTH TO FEEL

TOO HURT TO KNEEL TOO BURNT
TO TURN MY NECK AND LOOK UP AT A CAPPER
NONE US NIGGAS UP IS BATTLE RAPPERS
STREET SPITTERS RUN ENDURANCE OVERLAP US

WEEP WITH US FOR THE CURRENT ARTIST
REAPING WHAT YOU SOWING TALKING HARVEST
CREEPING ON THE LOW YOU NOT THE HARDEST
WORM UP IN MY GARDEN PLEASE DEPART US

I AINT PERFECT 
BUT I WORK IT
MAKE IT WORTH IT
BIRTH THESE NIGGAS 
PRAY YOU SHIRTLESS

AS IN YOU AINT ON ONE
MAKE YA SONGS AND SHUT THE FUCK UP
CLEAN THIS MUCK UP
IT AINT LUCK WHAT

GOT ME POPPING
DRAIN THE SWAMP WITHIN MYSELF 
IT LEAKING OUT
IM TWEAKING NOOOOOW

i just want make these kids happy
i just want make these kids happy like i was never

i just wanna make you throw your head up
i just wanna make you throw your head til your spinal sever

obvious a nigga getting fed up
obvious a nigga eating good just cheese like feta

imma drain a mother fucking swamp
imma do this shit til my family eating i won’t let up

SWAMP DRAINED (PROD. WENDIGO)

LYRICS:

YOU EVER LOVE A NIGGA THEN HE GONE?

I HAVE I HAVE 
I PUT THAT THOUGHT INSIDE OF MANY SONGS
DRINKING BY MYSELF AGAIN

DRINK UNTIL THE HENNY’S GONE
IS WHAT THEY TELL YOU
IF YOU PASSED IT RIP OUT ANY BONG
ADVICE TO KEEP YOUR HEALTH A 10

IM TIRED ALL THESE NIGGAS WRONG
TIRED OF LISTENING TO NIGGAS THOUGHTS ABOUT THIS SHIT
ISAIAH AINT MY FRIEND OVER A WORD
BUT A MAN WITH THE SAME NAME FUCKING WITH ME THAT’S OBSURD 
I PUT MY HEART AND SOUL IN THIS SHIT HOE 
YOU MUST NOT HAVE HEARD

HOW COULD YOU NOT BITCH I BEEN YELLING MORE THAN EVEN
GETTING OFF POT HOP OFF THE TOP LIGHT AS A FEATHER
LETTING THE COP SLIP ON THE CUFFS AND IF HE DOING IT TOO ROUGH
I LOOK AT MOMMA LIKE WHATEVER

MAKE HER CRY ONE TOO MANY A TIME
SHE SEE ME GROW COLDER AS IM GETTING OLDER 
I TOLD HER IT’S FINE

I HOLD HER SHE BLIND FROM THE TEARS IN HER EYES
SHE WANT ME TO FIND MY LIFE IN THESE 

RHYMES IN MY HEAD IN A LINE
MY PAIN AND MY STRIFE
EVERY MOMENT MY LIFE
CLOSING IN ON ME

WHY

DO I FEEL THE NEED TO DO MORE THAN THESE OTHERS
CUZ IN THIS LIFE IVE LOST SOME BROTHERS, THAT’S RIGHT

NIGGAS CANT TELL IF THEY LOVE ME FOR REAL OR
THEY JUST WANNA STEAL MY ATTENTION

I MENTION A NIGGA ONE TIME AND HE FREAK 
I BE BREAKING THEY HEARTS AND THEN MAKING THEY WEEKS

IT’S A BLESSING TO KNOW THAT MY STRESSING BOUT ART 
IS IMPRESSING TO NIGGAS THAT LESSEN THEY VALUE 
AS WELL AS YOU NIGGAS THAT LOVE THE IMPROVEMENT
I JUST LOVE TO HOP ON THE MIC AND THEN LOSE IT

SO FUCK ALL YOU PEOPLE 
I DO WHAT I WANT
I DONT WANT NO ONE CALLING MY SHOTS
FOR ME 
TORE ME APART

FUCK THE TOBACCO IT KILLING OUR HEARTS
AND FUCK ALL THE OPIATES I WONT EVEN START

SOME OF US WANT IT 
AND SOME OF US DONT
JUST LEAVE THE SUCCEEDING TO NIGGAS THAT WONT

GIVE UP AND THROW THEY SHOT AWAY
LIVE UP TO WHAT MY APPA SAY

I’LL RUN IT
FOR ALL YOU NIGGAS HATING ON MY STYLE
AND ALL YOU NIGGAS TOWING PISTOLS TALKING WILD
THIS MY THERAPY

DONT GET IT CONFUSED…
I DO THIS SHIT SO I WILL NOT GO BLOW A FUSE 
AND A HURT A HUMAN ANY HUE
HOE WOULD YOU BUG IF I WAS BLUE?
IF I LOOKED MORE LIKE YOU?
IF I DID WHAT YOU EXPECTED
IN A WAY YOU THOUGHT WAS COOL?
BITCH IM TRYNA DISECT IT

HOW I GET THROUGH
TO PEOPLE THAT DONT WANNA LISTEN
THEY VERY COMFORTABLE HATING, 
DEBATING SHIT THAT AINT CHANGING
CUZ THERE AINT ENOUGH AT STAKE AND
NOBODY OWNING THET FATE
OR THE FOOD ON THEY PLATE
OR THE THOUGHTS IN THEY HEAD
I DONT NEED THOTS IN MY BED
I NEED A LOT TO MY NAME
I NEED A PLOT FOR MY GRAVE THAT
WILL EVENTUALLY NOT BE
THERE IS NO POINT TO BE COCKY
OR TRY TO BE ASAP ROCKY 
NIGGAS WANNA FREE ASAP ROCKY MORE THAN
NIGGAS WANNA FREE THEYSELVES 
BITCH ARE YOU WELL PLEASE LET YOURSELF OUT THE CELL

I WANNA LET THESE NIGGAS KNOW THAT I AM DOING FINE
I WANNA LET YOU NIGGAS KNOW THAT GOT THROUGH IT FINE
AND I DONT WANT YOU NIGGAS DYING OVER ME OR MINE
AND I DONT WANT YOU PEOPLE CRYING 

never let another human tell you what you can do
cuz what man do is inside of your mind

free

THERAPY (PROD. WENDIGO)

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:

IF YOU AINT FUCKING WITH MY VISION
THEN ACT LIKE I DON’T EXIST

IF YOU AINT RIDING WITH ME NIGGA 
GET ROCKING THAT’S WHAT HE KICKS

BECAUSE IM TIRED OF DISLOYALTY 
AND BITCH SHIT

I’M TIRED OF THE MISFITS
AND WHAT ELSE?
I’LL LIST IT

I HATE NIGGAS THAT DISSING BUT WONT 
MAKE THE DISS EXPLICIT

I HATE WHEN NIGGAS SWITCHING
PLAYING SIDES YOU COMPLICIT

I HATE WHEN NIGGAS DON’T KNOW SOMETHING
WRONG CUZ YOU AIN’T PISSED YET

CUZ YOU AIN’T SAID YOU HATE WHEN NIGGAS
QUIET LIKE SOME CRICKETS

INSECTS 

CRUSH EM UP AND EAT EM WITH SOME BUTTER
ON SOME BISCUITS 

MY FIST GETS

HARDER WHEN I GRIP TO

SIT THROUGH 

ANOTHER FUCKING DAY OF PLAYING SHIT COOL

FUCK THAT 

I HOPE THE FUCKING PLANET SUCK THE GUTS
OUT OF MY NUT SACK

I’LL BUSS BACK

AND YOU CAN FUCKING TRUST THAT 
I’LL HIT YOU 

RIGHT IN YO FUCKING NECK
’N LET YOU LAY INSIDE A PISS POOL 

CUZ THERE AINT NOTHING WORSE THAN
TREATED BADLY BY YOUR BROTHER

KINDA ANGER MAKE ME WANNA SEE 
ANOTHER IN A GUTTER

KINDA ANGER MAKE ME BLIND AND
MAKE ME THINK AN AWFUL THOUGHT

WAS NEVER TAUGHT HOW TO FORGIVE 
OR MAYBE I HAD JUST FORGOT

WHY THE PEOPLE THAT’S SUPPOSED TO 
HAVE YOU BACK IS TURNING OPPS
 
KINDA ANGER MAKE ME WANNA MURDER
EVERY SINGLE COP

WITH A SHOTGUN

PULL UP AND I POP ONE
PULL UP AND I POP TWO

NOW THEY’VE FUCKING SHOT YOU

SO LET IT STAY A THOUGHT THEN
THE KINDA ONE THAT DROPPED IN
THE KINDA ONE I PUT INSIDE A SONG 
THAT I CAN BOP TEN TIMES

UNTIL I STOP CARING

ABOUT THE FACT THAT UNDERNEATH IT ALL
THERE’S NOTHING SOLID TO HOLD ON TO 
LIKE YOU WANT TO

AND WHEN IM DREAMING I FEEL BETTER
THEN I DO WHEN IM AWAKE

HOW IMMA DREAM SOME REALER PEOPLE
THAN THE ONES THAT LIVING WHEN THEY 
REALLY FAKE

LIKE ACTUALLY

I DO THIS RAPPING CASUALLY

DISTRACT ME FROM MY DYING 
AND TRYING TO FEEL MY INNOCENCE 
AGAIN AND IT’S IMPACTING ME POSITIVELY 
AND IN A SENSE I GUESS 
IT IS THE CAUSE OF ANXIETY 
WHEN PEOPLE GOT PAIRS OF CENTS
THEY WANNA GIVE TOO

DISTRIBUTE 
OPINIONS BOUT THE ART
BUT I AINT LIKE THE OTHER 
RAPPERS YOU LISTEN TO
THIS MUSIC IS A PAINTING 
WITH EMPHASIS ON THE PAIN
IT’S NOT TO ENTERTAIN 
IT’S THE NOISES INSIDE MY BRAIN

AND I PRAY THAT YOU UNDERSTAND 
AND IM SORRY I’M SO AGGRESSIVE 
IF I HAD A HUNDRED BANDS I’D INVEST IT
INTO MY MESSAGE

THAT RACE IS FAKE 

AND PEOPLE EQUAL BUT DON’T WANNA BE
IT’S ALL BECAUSE OF GREED AND 
HOW WE STRUCTURE OUR ECONOMY

I’M SO DEPRESSED
I’VE HAD THIS LIQUOR IN MY CHEST LIKE EVERY DAY CUZ I AINT BEEN FEELING THE BEST

A MIXED RACE FAGGOT BOY THAT RAP AND 
AIN’T BLACK BUT HIS GODDESS IS
I PRAY THAT KALI MA DESCEND 
ON LA BRING APOCALYPSE

REVOLVER (PROD. CUBENSIS)

SHUC (FT. LIL DARKIE) (PROD. SOLSA/ TRIPLESIXDELETE)

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REVOLVER (PROD. CUBENSIS)

Lil Darkie

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