Shit I Like

GUILTY! (PROD. HAVEN)

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)

⚠️ This isn’t fiction. It’s reflection.

Predator State: A Cybernetic Requiem is a mirror held to our world — not a fantasy of the future, but a record of the present we built.

12 tracks tell the story of power worship, female fear, digital gods, and systemic rot.
From denial to rebellion, from fear to rebirth, this album exposes what happens when humanity replaces empathy with efficiency — when safety is branded, sold, and denied.

💿 It’s industrial. It’s cyberpunk. It’s political. It’s human.

🔊 Expect distorted bass, metallic percussion, broken choirs, and voices that sound like sirens in the ruins of civilization.

🩸 For the women who walk alone. For the truth we scroll past. For the ghosts still coded in the machine.

🎧 Listen loud. Feel the weight.

✴️ This is not background noise — it’s a requiem for the modern world.

🔥 The machine speaks — and it sounds human.

“The System You Built (Arrogance)” is the confession of control:
an anthem for those who mistake comfort for morality.

It’s sleek, heavy, and deliberate — every snare hit feels like a door locking,
every synth surge like a law rewritten in real time.

This is the voice of the predator who thinks he’s a savior,
the politician who calls cruelty “order,”
the corporation that sells freedom in subscriptions.

⚙️ Metallic, proud, and self-righteous, this track doesn’t apologize — it justifies.

The line between power and God blurs here —
because arrogance doesn’t whisper. It broadcasts.

The System You Built (Arrogance)

vocals: bonfire - childish gambino

one of the worse things ive made tbh lol whatever tho

don't forget to feed your neopets

King Of The Dead - Aw6ken

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)

I REGRET NOTHING

WHY YOU LIKE ME HURT?
WHY YOU’D LIKE TO SEE ME DOWN?

THEY MADE JESUS HURT
HUH! THEY GAVE THAT NIGGA A CROWN!

COVERED HIM IN DIRT
HID HIM BACK BEHIND THE GROUND!

GOT UP!
FOR ONE MORE ROUND!

GET UP MY NIGGA
CANT LET YOU GET WET UP MY NIGGA
DONT FORGET TO BREATHE!

FORGET TO BREATHE!
AND YOU MIGHT END UP ON YO KNEES 
BUT YOU GOT NOBODY TO PLEASE!

FOCUS ON GAIN
DONT WALK AROUND LOOKING TO PAIN
DONT WALK AROUND LIKE YOU THE DEVIL
CUZ NIGGAS LIKE ME AINT THE ONE YOU SHOULD MEDDLE WITH
I GOT TO MUCH GOING FOR ME TO SETTLE BITCH
ILL HIT THAT PEDDLE QUICK HITCHU WITH METAL DITCH
ALL OF IT BURN IT LIKE IT WAS THE KETTLE 
OR THC PEDDLE

I HAVE DEPRESSION!
THAT IS MY HONEST CONFESSION!

IF IM GONNA DIE ANYWAY 
THEN ID RATHER FIGHT YOU ANY DAY
THAN LET YOU CALL ME “GAY”
GET AWAY 

WITHOUT RUNNING YOUR FADE
HIT YO GUT LIKE A BLADE
OUTTA MUSCLE IT MADE
WANNA TUSSLE I BATHE

IN MY OWN BLOOD AND MY SWEAT AND MY TEARS
I WONT LET PEERS IN MY CIRCLE GET NEAR

“I PLAY NIRVANA AND DRESS REALLY WEIRD
MAKES UP FOR HOW I GOT NOBODY DEAR “

WHY YOU IGNORING YO SELF NIGGA?
IT DONT MATTER IF YO DADDY MISSING 
MOMMA TRIPPING 
PARTER DISSING YOU
DONT BE A CHICKEN DUDE
BALL UP YO FIST MOVE INTO POSITION

HIT EM IN RHYTHIM
DONT CARE IF HE SITTING 
IF HE PUT A FINGER ON ME THEN I GET HIM

I WILL NOT LET HIM 
MY KNUCKLE I FED HIM 
AS SOON AS IT MET HIM 
I CHUCKLE HE YELLIN

KEEP TALKING SHIT THEN I BUST IN YO JAW
OUT CAME THE PRINCIPAL OUT CAME THE LAW
ASK EVERY BODY JUST WHAT THEY HAD SAW
DARKIE WAS FIGHTING AND CUSSING AND RAW

PUNISH US EQUALLY 
EVEN THOUGH HE WOULDNT SPEAK TO ME 
LESS HE WAS TRYING TO WEAKEN ME

I GOTTA KEEP IT G 
SHOULDNT YOU PUNISH A NIGGA 
FOR FIGHTING BUT ALSO HIS REASONING?

EXCELLENT SEASONING!
MAKING OUR YOUTH INTO PUSSIES
THAT CANT TELL A GOOD FROM AN EVIL THING

THATS WHAT YOU SAYING THEN?
TELLING A NIGGA TO KILL HIMSELF
BAD AS HIM WALKING IN AND SPRAYING THEM?

I RUN AROUND NO HOPE IN SIGHT
THE ONE’S THAT KILL WON’T LET US FIGHT
THE BLOOD I SPILL TOOK NO ONE’S LIFE 
YOU DEMONS SEEM TO WANT MY RIGHTS

SHOULD I BRING THE PIPES?

TAKE IT IN MY OWN HANDS
NO THAT ISN’T RIGHT?

YOU AINT DOING SHITE!

YOU AINT DOING SHIT CALLING ME 
WHITE CUZ I AINT BLACK ENOUGH
TO BRIGHTEN UP YA SIGHT

HATEFUL PEOPLE BITE!

NARROWER PERSPECTIVE THAN A MITE
OR A DETECTIVE WITH HIS GLASS UPON THE TYPE
TRYING TO READ WITHOUT A LIGHT!

THEY CREATE THE CRAZY WITH THE RIFLE DUCKING
PLUCKING ALL THE FRUIT BEFORE THEY RIPE!

POW!

MONDAY GUNDAY
MONDAY RUN MY FADE
KEEP THE PEOPLE IN HAZE

YOU’RE THE KIND SUBSERVIENT NIGGA  WE TRYNA RAISE
COLOR IN THE LINES
IF YOU DONT WE GOT OUR WAYS


NOT VERY MANY PEOPLE BOTHERED ME AFTER THAT


MONDAY GUNDAY
MONDAY RUN MY FADE
I AINT PULLING OUT NO BLADE

IMMA BEAT THE SHIT OUT THAT NIGGA WHO CALLED ME FAGGOT
I COULD SHOOT THE NIGGA BUT THAT WOULD MAKE ME A MAGGOT
TAKE IT TO THE BLACKTOP

FUCK THAT RATCHET BITCH, THAT CALL ME A SCHOOL SHOOTER
ILL NUT ON YOUR FACE, LIL BITCH MY TOOL SHOOT HER

ALL YOU STUDENTS HATE ME, THE TEACHER PUSSY I LOOT HER
IM IN HONORS AP MY NIGGA YOU GET TUTORED 

NIGGA WHAT YOU GOT FOR LUNCH?
MUNCHING FRUIT, ADD A PUNCH!
WHEN IT HIT I HEAR A CRUNCH!
HIS SHIT BROKEN GOT A HUNCH!

CALL ME RED DOT ONE MORE TIME!
INDIAN, YOU DO THE MATH!
I BE FED UP, HOW YOU WHINE!
IN THE END YOU SEE MY WRATH!

BITCH I DARE YOU TO SUSPEND ME
ILL PUT YOU IN THE AIR!
BITCH IT’S TOO LATE TO BEFRIEND ME
IM TOO UPSET TO CARE!

BITCH IM FAR TOO GONE CANT HURT ME 
YOU SEE MY MENTAL TEAR!
WHEN YOU BEGGING ME FOR MERCY 
I SMILE AS I STARE!

BITCH YOU MAKE ME WANNA SHOOT YOU
I AINT EVIL BITCH I CANT
I JUST WANT TO PUT MY MESSAGE DEEP INSIDE YOUR BRAIN
WHEN WE RUN IM PISSED THEY WONT TALK DOWN I LEARNED MY LESSON
THEY PLAY PUMPED UP KICKS IN PE WARMUP WHILE WE STRETCHING

MONDAY GUNDAY
MONDAY RUN MY FADE
I AINT PULLING OUT NO K

STOP MAKING FUN OF MY SKIN TONE AND THE WAY IM SPEAKING
I WILL LEAVE YOU DONE WITH YA BONE EXPOSED AND IT LEAKING 

BULLIES!

(SOUNDCLOUD IS A HOE)

MONDAY GUNDAY 2 (PROD. WENDIGO)

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

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

i laughed the whole time i made this song. PROJECT MAY 18TH

DARKIE:
I’M TALKING OVER MYSELF (X4)

I AM ANGRY
I AM UPSET
I AM SURPRISED
NO ONE MADE THIS SONG YET

I ONLY LISTEN TO SONGS LIKE THIS
I’M SO MAD YOU CAN DRINK MY PISS NIGGA

AYE! REAL PUNKS KNOW WHAT THE FUCK GOING ON NIGGA!

I DRINK VERY LARGE AND I SMOKE VERY HUGE
BITCH I AM A PUNK
YOU CAN COME EAT MY PUBES

GOTH
IMMA DEMON
MY BITCH GOTH
DRINK MY SEMEN

DICK DICK DICK
IMMA TALK ABOUT DICK
BITCH SUCKING ON MY DICK
IN THE BACK OF THE MOSH PIT

OFF A PERC
OFF A BEAN
I LIKE SPRITE
WITH CODEINE IN IT

DRUG USE
DRUG USE
UNDERAGED DRUG USE

IRONY IRONY
WHAT THE FUCK IS IRONY?
I AM 45 AND THERE’S NOBODY THAT WILL HIRE ME!

DROP OUTTA SCHOOL AND MAKE NO MELODY MUSIC
PUT SOME DRUGS INSIDE YOUR BODY AND ABUSE IT
FUCK POLICE I AINT WIT NONE OF THAT BLUE SHIT
GOT A BEAT WITH BEEP BOOPS AND CHOOSE IT
ON THE MIC I HAVE A SPASM AND I LOSE IT
TALK ABOUT GUNS EVEN THO I DO NOT SHOOT SHIT
TALK ABOUT THE STREET BECAUSE I AM STUPID
I JUST WANNA DIE BUT I CAN'T TIE NOOSES

EVERYONE’S SONGS ALL SOUND THE SAME
BIGGA BONG BIGGA BANG BIGGA BIGGA BONG BANG
NIGGA HANG WIT ME OR YOU NOT PART OF OUR GANG
EVERYONE’S SONGS ALL SOUND THE SAME

MAN FUCK THAT 
FUCK THAT 
SUCK UP ON MY NUT SACK
BUTT CRACK
SMELL LIKE I JUST SHAT

BITCH IM SMOKING GAS IN MY CHAMBERS
LIKE I’M A FUCKING JEW

WENDIGO:
I’M A JEW AND I APPROVE THIS MESSAGE

FUCK YOU I AM VERY ANGRY AND SERIOUS (PROD. WENDIGO)

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!

Follow me on IG @txcka_
Follow darkie @lildvrkie

META KNIGHT (FT LIL DARKIE) [PROD. WENDIGO]

lyrics:
little tiny guy and i'm walking down the street
goddamn it, fuck, shit, okay, fuck
time to go
down the street, i’m walkin'
let's see what my gps says
at the next street make a left
oh wow, okay, fuck (la-la-la-la)
ha, what a beautiful day, haha
tiny little guy and i’m walking down the street
on my feet (fuck)
feeling neat on my feet made of meat shit (fuck)
slides scooting down the street
i am outside today
i hope you are doing well
well, hello mister crossing guard man
hello, how are you today kid?
i'm doing good
it's some wonderful weather that we are having
aw, kid, there's some cars and they are passing
ayy, shut the fuck up bitch, i'm walking here, fuck
have a nice day mister crossing guard man
aw, i guess, okay
i fucked your mom, bitch (eat shit and die, bitch)
aw
i don't want to go to school
so i won't (just keep walking)
i'm gonna buy some weed
and be a little vagrant all that i please
and i don’t say please
unless it’s for some weed
can i please have some weed, please?
that'll be twenty dollars
gimme everything you have bitch (fuck, shit)
put it in the bag, bitch
i could turn your noggin to a radish, nigga
oh, okay, here you go
why you looking sad? (shit)
now i need some wraps, bitch nigga
i’ma walk and get them wraps right now
walking, moving my tiny little feet to the wraps store (still walking; fuck)
getting wraps, tobacco
put it in my lungs (yeah, fuck, shit, yeah)
tobacco
look at me, i'm really little and i'm walking down the street
still walking, just walking, walking down the street
hey, look at that little guy over there (look, he's really walking; fuck)

WALKING DOWN THE STREET (PROD. DARKIE)

FRIED EGG (PROD. TRIPLESIXDELETE)

BAR FIGHT MUSIC (PROD. WENDIGO/MKULTRA/DARKIE)

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

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)

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

Lil Darkie

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