lil darkie

lyrics:

i can’t any longer see
i wonder what is wrong with me
hatred welling up inside
i wish everyone would die 

why can I not, be free
try to escape from this hell
why God did you give me feet?
just to put me down on my knees 

human cannonball 
human cannonball
made to fly
made to die
human cannonball

why the fuck are you looking at me?
who the fuck decides what you see?
social media and TV
you can die while live on IG

piece of people no one cares
fuck your skin color no one cares
everybody hopes someone cares
if there’s a murder everyone stares

hurry up and pull out your phone 
so you can show someone at home 
killing people before they’re dead
electronics inside their head

human cannonball
human cannonball

aint nobody wanna make a change
they’ll talk bout it
never make a switch 

niggas wanna look like the
counter culture what they on 
but they still tryna get rich 

everybody got a price
on they head
somebody’s stealing rice
from the feds
and they gonna get diced

nice

people starving to death
for advice

bad advice
add vice

niggas starving to death
that have rights

put the pen to the paper
i write

we depend on the paper
i’m right

human cannonball 
wanna end it all
wanna service my purpose again

can a ball
destroy that wall 
i dont know but it sure is human

and it trying to fly
again
it is not scared to die
amen
it got shot out the sky

i can’t any longer see
i wonder what is wrong with me
hatred welling up inside
i wish everyone would die 

why can I not, be free
try to escape from this hell
why God did you give me feet?
just to put me down on my knees 

human cannonball 
human cannonball
made to fly
made to die
human cannonball

human cannonball

GODZILLA WALKING
GOT ZILLA BUMPING BLUE TOOTH

STOMP
ON HIS JAW 
IF HE SELL ME SOMETHING TOO BOOF

SO MAD TRIGGA HAPPY
BITCHING YOU A WHOLE GOOF

NOMAD NIGGA
WALK AROUND I’M KEEPING NO ROOF

NO NAME
NIGGAS ALWAYS BLOW THEY SELF LIKE COBAIN

NO SHAME
DETESTABLE YOU FLEXIBLE LIKE LO-MEIN

GO BRAIN
FLY AWAY GET HIGHER THEN THE LOW PAIN

PROPANE
BLOWING UP YOU SLOWING UP SEE NO FAME

BITCH IM BUSY
TO BUSY TO FUCK AROUND

HEY, HIT THAT STIZZY BITCH
ASKING ABOUT MY POUND, NAH

MIGHT GO MISSIN
MY MISSION IS TO BE FREE

AND ALL YOU NIGGAS 
AINT CONTROLLING WHAT I BE


THAT BITCH GOT HIIIIGH FROM DRINKING MY PISS
I MIGHT FLYYYY AWAAAY I AINT THINKING OF KIDS 
YET MOM
WET BONG RIPPING
AINT SIPPIN ON TECH
AC, YACK
BACKWOODS
BUT I GOT FRONTO ON DECK
BLACK PACK

SAC TOWN SACK UP IN MY BACKPACK
BLACK MACK
LIABLE TO RACK BACK
IF I SEE THAT HACK LACK 

HIT HIM WITH THAT RA RA
RIGHT INSIDE HIS CAR CAR
SITTING ON THE TAR TAR
FLOATING WHERE THE STARS FAR

BITCH IM BUSY
TO BUSY TO FUCK ABOUT
JEALOUS ASS KID HE
KEEP TRYING TO BLOCK MY ROUTE
MY PER-SPECTIVE AFFECTIVE
AT SPOTTING BULLSHIT
YOU DE-FECTIVE OBJECTIVE IS 
LET THE FULL CLIP

DUMP 
LIKE A DOOKIE
HE KNEW ME AND NOW HE DO NOT
HUMP ON HIS GROUPIES
THEY COOCHIES AND NUMBER TWO SPOTS
CLUMP MY FEELING IM PEAKING OFF T-TWO TABS
THUMP MY CEILING IT PEELING LIKE IT’S A NEW SCAB

(1:38)

TRUST NONE NO ONE HURT ME NO MORE
I FUCK WITH EM FROM THE RICH TO THE POOR
FLAT EARTH, ALL TURF F-FROM POLE TO POLE
DONT DRINK FROM THE TAP THEY TAPPIN YOUR SOUL

I WORK HARDER THAN THE PRESIDENT
SAVE THE ELEPHANTS
DISRESPECT AND IMMA HIT YA SET A PRECEDENT 

LISTEN TO ME IM THE REVERENT
MY DECREE WILL NEVER END
I BELIEVE THESE TRUTHS ARE SELF EVIDENT
HEAVEN SENT

ALL HAAAAIL SATAN AND SHIT
ON THE TV SEE ME DEBATING A BITCH
AS IF OUR MOVES AREN’T SCRIPTED AND WRIT
BY THE SAME MOTHER FUCKERS OWN YO DNA BITS

BITCH IM BUSY
TO BUSY LEADING THE FREE WORLD

WHAT ABOUT THE REST OF IT?
MAKE IT INTO A SEA WORLD!

LESS OF IT FOR FAUNA
LIKE LLAMAS ALL THE WEE SQUIRRELS

GIVE IT TO OSAMA 
THE BOMBER AT FREEDOM WE HURL

POSTED IN THE DVRK (PROD. WENDIGO)

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)

VIDEO: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=165Jdjqamo0

FT. ERIC NORTH, JOHNNASCUS, HMK, BLCKK, BMG
FT. ALDIBS FROM WENDIGO, LiL CUBENSiS, ROYALTY THE KIDD
FT. AFOURTEEN

LYRICS:
https://genius.com/Lil-darkie-methhead-freestyle-lyrics

METHHEAD FREESTYLE (FT. ERIC NORTH, JOHNNASCUS, HMK, BLCKK, BMG) (PROD. WENDIGO)

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)

the irony is crazy

Lyrics:

Darkie why you looking so sad?
go and take a walk or write a song up on your notepad!
for what you have you should be grateful 
why aren’t you more glad?
“yo keep on killing shit” 
“ill see you later”
“oh for sure man”

it’s been a fat ass minute aint been feeling right
a hypochondriac dissatisfied my room got no light
at times
fuck all of the people judging you got no right 
and neither do i 
the sight of new eyes
a side of you cries

man it’s been a minute i been feeling bad
but i been fighting 
I’m enlightened to the fact that i have limited time
i get to spitting these rhymes
and lay a shit in your mind 
they want my lips intertwined 
so they can leave me behind

but i will not submit i will survive
go make a difference while you are still alive 
to be the bigger man requires that you standing high
the bigger man the more time he fall before he die

there will always be a clown here to fake a smile, for you
running through the town laughing i despise you too
HAHA HAHA HAHA oh did i surprise you cool
“get up” “do i gotta” “why don’t you arise you fool?“

look at me i put a face on 
wow
look at me i put a show on
when i go on

HA HA HA HA HA HA HA

laugh at the clown and his makeup
how does he feel when we wake up

i don’t know 
and i don’t care
I’m unaware of how he faring
glaring 
staring 
at him so intently 
at the fair inside the tent he

dance
for the people
dance like you mean it
motherfucker everybody be too pussy to move
but grip they dick in they room
how the fuck did we ever put a stick in our moon
it’s funny I’m a cartoon

but keep it realer than a bitch
or her nigga that wanna feature
lemme teach ya how i deal with these reachers that tryna leech us

keep the fuck to my self
and my spiders we throw a circus
for the good of my health
i make entertaining the purpose of it

HA HA HA HA HA HA HA

sing along have a ball
when the clown slip and fall

HA HA HA HA HA

HA HA HA HA HA HA HA

when the jester get mad
put a gun in his hand

BA BA BA BA BA BA

rest in peace to robin williams
here to act for god and villains
brightest person darkest feelings
interfere with satan's dealings

HAHA (PROD. WENDIGO)

FT. @954EDD GUITAR AND BASS BY @itsanthonyofficial
COVER BASED ON THE ART FOR "GG ALLIN'S XMAS SONG"
LYRICS:

DARKIE:
oi

if he talking reckless we stomp him in his shit
on the concrete breathless i’m running from a
pitbull
and if he talking that shit get a 
fist full
american and soviet
missiles

pistol upon my hip
i let it rack back nigga
this is the america i love

i love it
i love it now
i love it
the thudding sound

punk is dead because punk is cool now
i still wanna burn down my school now
punk is cool but the gunk rock not yet
i hate all of you faggot cops that

are killing all the children
everything is different
nothing is the same now
i dont know my name now

no one will remember
i am just an ember
my brother’s birthday is in september
nigga wanna fuck with and grow my temper

i am just a nigga wanna break your femur
i am a lil darkie a cracked out lemur

EDDISON:
punk ain’t punk anymore
at least by definition
throw your junk on the floor
litter n kill the children 
read your book like a bitch
until you can’t read 
shit now you smokin a leaf until you can’t breath
bitch yuh
shut up
you can’t make my fuckin dick go
the fuck up
bitch I feel like ima od yuh
cus ima punk
that boy love talkin to police
until he get touched
i enter hell 
like where’s the hair gel
i feel compelled
to kill you
fuckers
i can’t tell
if you really hear dem demons
you need help
if you really wanna die
then very well

oi

DARKIE:
i don’t got a problem with you
and you don’t got a problem with me
until we bleed

on the floor for the demon
bleed up and down
around the town

and i, wanna know what kind of, what else
am i gonna encounter being part of a self?
anticipate
these niggas hate
and hit it great 
until you fade

and i don’t want it
to be the last time
that i see you
in a past life

and i don’t really wanna wait until the end that’s right
and i don’t really wanna wait until we’re friends that’s right
yeah it don’t really begin until the end, that’s nice

momma i’m not dying
momma i’m alive again
momma i’ll defying
the odds and I’m flying

and i don’t really wanna wait until the end that’s right
and i don’t really wanna wait until we’re friends that’s right
yeah it don’t really begin until the end, that’s nice

hah

show me yours you can see mine
see mine
suck my dick in the meantime
meantime
I’m knee deep in a feline
be mine
if it red make a b-line
b-line

for the door
he prefer the midget
shorter whores
i pray for the end of
border wars
i sleep on a bench
see quarters more
i reek of the stench 
work 4 to 4

EDDISON:
why the fuck do you look like a dumpling
imma fuck on your face til you love me
i need a monkey bitch with sharp teeth
tryna shoot you in your braces
don’t play with me
lil bitch

DARKIE:
i don’t have no hair to spike up
i just got a mic I might stuff with messages
lessening the damage 
i am so paranoid of everything, I manage

to fuck up it all
he got his balls tucked

pop pop
tranny lover 
i feel like danny glover 
mel gibson 
and joe pesci  
lethal weapon if he stepping
nigga don’t test me
if police see it happen 
then they gon arrest me

i got voices in my head
and they all mine nigga
what are my, choices am I dead?
nah you just fine nigga 
what am i? really just a red
line forehead faggot

that caught you lacking

KNUP (FT. EDDISON) (PROD. DARKIE)

(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)

DON’T STOP
UNTIL YOU GET ENOUGH
PUSSY NIGGAS THEY BE STOPPING IT
DROPPING IT
GOING ROUGH
IT NEVER STOP

SO FIGHT IF YOU GOTTA

I BE AT THE BOTTOM OF A BOTTLE THROWING UP

CUZ THAT’S THE MOTTO
LIL NIGGA NEVER STOP

MIGHT STOMP OUT A NIGGA
IF HE TALK THAT SHIT

LIKE I’M BOUT THAT POSITIVITY
BUT BLOOD MIGHT DRIP
OUT YO LIP
IF YOU TALKING BOUT MY FAMILY
NIGGAS WANNA TANNER ME
NIGGAS WANNA DARKER ME
NIGGAS WANNA BARK AT ME
I BE AT THE PARK YOU SEE?
CHILLING
I AM NOT A HERO BUT CERTAINLY NOT A VILLAIN
SINCE THE BEGINNING ALL MY NIGGAS WANNA DO IS MAKE A KILLING
YEAH I’M CHILLING
YEAH I’M CALM AS A BITCH
YEAH I DON’T WANNA WORK WIT YOU
KARMA’S A BITCH
YEAH YOU FUCKED UP
LEAVING COMMENTS AND SHIT
GOT THE SWEAT ON MY DICK
GET WET FROM THE STICK
LET IT GO!

I KNOW BETTER NOW
I KNOW BETTER THAN TO TRUST YOU NIGGAS
OBSESSED WITH YA NUMBERS WHY YOU MUST DO BIGGER?
I WANNA KNOW! WHAT COMPLAINING WHAT THE FUSS DO NIGGA
WHEN YOU TWEAK, ALL IT DO IS MAKE YOU WEAK

YEAH I SMOKED SO MANY BACKWOODS THAT THEY SWISHERS TO ME
SHE IMAGINING A SHOWER WHEN SHE PICTURE MY PEE
WHATCHU KNOW?
WHATCHU KNOW ABOUT ME 
I GOT PROBLEMS I GOT ISSUES, AIN’T NO TISSUES FOR FREE
WHATCHU KNOW?
WHATCHU KNOW ABOUT ME REALLY?
YEAH YOU SEE ME ON THE INTERNET 
YOU THINK THAT MEAN YOU FEEL ME?
YOU DON’T KNOW
YOU DON’T KNOW IF THIS A BB GUN
OR IF I GOT A REAL ONE UNDERNEATH MY FUCKING TV

HEY 12?

SUCK MY DICK
THROW 13 SHOTS NIGGA DUCK MY CLIP
GOT 14 COPS WANNA SEARCH MY CRIB
I AIN’T WANNA SHOOT THAT NIGGA
BUT HE HURT MY KID

BE A GOOD DAD
NIGGA IMMA BE A GOOD DAD
YEAH MY SON GON HAVE THEM PENCILS AND PAPERS UP IN HIS BOOK BAG
I WON’T TELL MY DAUGHTER WHAT SHE SHOULD ASK
YEAH WE GOT DEPRESSION TELL MY CHILDREN GOTTA PUSH PAST

I GRIN KNOWING WE WILL ALL BE FORGOTTEN
I GRIN KNOWING THAT I SCREAM THIS FOR NOTHING
I GRIN KNOWING THAT THE TIME ISN’T STOPPING
I SMILE AS THE FRUIT BECOME ROTTEN

My stove electric
I pulled up to the show and I ain’t even had a set list
I guess I’ll have to cook it up I’m whipping hoe let’s get this
I dropped em on the block 
For talking reckless like Tetris 
Eating I got lettuce

Bread
Bagel like your head 
Using maple for the spread
I’ll be naked til I’m dead
Baking baking lots of bread 
Bacon bacon raw and red
You running out of food 
Whatchu do
Getchu fed

Stove top
Coke rock
Whipping in the kitchen
Til I’m rich and got a bitch 
That season chicken right 
Don’t pick a fight
Let it choose you or your screws loose
I don’t know if niggas really thinking Mike?

Licking mics
(Licking sound)
Hop up on my dick until it thicken
I get bricks and make em pebbles 
Put the petal to the medal
Time is ticking
Burn a pedal
Make it quicken

If my stove was human definitely stick my dick in

(CHORUS)
(X2)

STOP (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)

MUSIC VIDEO: https://youtu.be/lOapDp3K0qw

DARKIE STILL CANNOT RAP PT. 1 (REMIX) (PROD. LIL JUDAS)

(FT. CXRPSE, EDDISON, AFOURTEEN, BRUHMANEGOD, MKULTRA, CHRIST DILLINGER, BLCKK, FL.VCO, JOHNNASCUS, DARKIE) (PROD. SOLSA/CUBENSIS/WENDIGO)

HAPPY 2ND BIRTHDAY SPIDER GANG!

WE CAN'T AGREE WHAT TO NAME THIS SONG (W/ SPIDER GANG)

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

THIS DOES NOT EXIST

I AM ADDICTED TO DRUGS AND TIRED OF IT

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

RIGHT ON (PROD. SOLSA)

Lil Darkie

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