Darkie at n1ght

Nelly Furtado ft Timbaland -Promiscuous (LVST CHVNCE REMIX)

SANTA (FEAT. LIL DARKIE X ROYALTY THE KIDD)

RUST (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)

HUH
WHY YOU BARKING LIKE A FED
OR A TED TALK?
IMMA SKIN HEAD BUT MY HOMIE GOT DREAD LOCS
HUH HUH
JUMPIN ON IT NIGGA MAKE THE BED ROCK
HUH HUH
THUMPING ON THE TRIGGER MAKE A HEAD POP

I HATE ALL THE VIOLENCE 
DREAD NOT

KILLING FOR NO REASON 
HOE THE HERO DON’T LIKE TO FIGHT
YOU APPEAR A DEMON
I HOPE YOU CAN INVITE THE LIGHT
YOU CANNOT CHOOSE YOUR PATH 
IF ALL THE EVIL ENTICING RIGHT?

STUPID ASS MOTHERFUCKER,
MY BROTHER BEING NICE IS TIGHT!

HOE GET OUT THE WAY
GOD IS HERE TO STAY
HIT YOUR KNEES AND PRAY
FUCK THE FEAR AND PAIN

PRAISE IT EVERY DAY
THE ENERGY FIXED IN MY BRAIN
I WANNA BE THE WAY

RED DOT
WHY YOU BARKING LIKE A FED
OR A TED TALK?
IMMA SKIN HEAD BUT MY HOMIE GOT DREAD LOCS
HUH HUH
JUMPIN ON IT NIGGA MAKE THE BED ROCK
HUH HUH
THUMPING ON THE TRIGGER MAKE A HEAD POP

RED DOT
LIKE I WAS A HINDU
I LOOK LIKE MACE WINDU
OH MY GOD KNOW WHAT I BEEN THRU
I LOVE BUDDHA BUT I SIN TOO
I’M THE BALD BROWN NIGGA YOU LISTEN TO

IN MY SOCKS AND SANDALS
ALL THESE GLOCKS I HANDLE
LIGHT YOU UP LIKE CANDLE
POT GOT A HANDLE

IMMA KILL THIS RAKSHASA
SPILL HIS GUTS I GOT
PILLS DON’T POP A LOT
I FEEL MY ROCKS A LOT BIGGER

I HOPE I NEVER HAVE TO GO AND DO YOU LIKE THAT
ALL I DO IS WRITE RAPS
SIPPING JACK, NIGHT CAP
BRING THE CHORUS RIGHT BACK

(CHORUS)

I don’t know why all these niggas they wanna be hard
I don’t know why all these niggas they wanna be seen wit me 
But never support 
Friend of my nigga is friend of me bigger than forever more 
Whatever whore 
Im on the shit
You cannot sniff 
I take a whiff
And break in the door

Door sound
“Hello”

I keep a turret on top of the porch
I’m gripping the torch 
Leaving em scorched 
Burned

You are the worm 
I am the spider I turn like a lighter
Put you in a urn

A stick of the fern
That I wanna breathe 
I see that you heave 
I hope that you leave 

Go away 

Living in peace so you cannot appease 
The devil today

RED DOT (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)

I stick with my niggas
Im stuck with my brothers
Don’t fuck with no others
You talk and you stutter
I’m moving like butter
I’m smooth like a blunt
And I get what I want
Cuz I go and I get it
I know when I got it 
Cuz then I can hold it 
You folding before you can mold it
Ya future
I roll like a boulder
Move over i bootcha
Don’t drink no kombucha 
Cuz that shit is nasty
Smoking a lot so my vocals is raspy
I’m where the wraps be
You where the rats be
Hop in a taxi it look like a quaalude
100 a pill?
That’s a rack that I pay dude
Sour patch kid in my fridge
Dripped with the acid I’m tripping
Im rigid I’m flaccid 
I puff and don’t pass it 
Until I am satisfied 
Act like a hoe best believe I keep that in mind
Look at this tat of mine
Up on my forehead
I’m getting more bread than ever before and 
I’m happy I’m sad and I’m angry 
I’m all of dat
I love my baby she pretty I call her that
Care bout my woman and care bout my family
You on the floor and I’m up in the canopy
Eating bananas and roaches and centipedes
Harder to trust niggas 
wish there was ten of me
So many try to be friend of me
Few are befriending me
Can’t talk to no one on ketamine
Why you on addies that’s methamphetamine
Take a few shots roll a spliff and I let it be
No one ahead of me

i was gon punch in but then i’d be lazy
line of sight hazy
pulling out tulips you pushing on daisies

darkie you crazy!

it always amaze me
how many people inspired 
admire me
all i do spit animate smoking fire tree

nigga how high are we?

dont ask me
im asleep in this cryofreeze
chamber
ice
i always come with that danger
pipes
i will not smoke with no stranger
fights
sweet baby jesus yo manger
nice
wont do that verse til you payed your 
price

im going up wassup yeah i gotta lotta
problems up my butt i shit outta hotter
track i feel it fade, the thought outta bought a
vice

im in new heights

im in new territory 
and im very horny 
here to fuck it up until my nuts are busted
lust encrusted lots of custard 
don’t trust the mustard
ketchup better
wetcha bed you bet i get up
like 
ducking all you mcs
talking on me
shot of your screen on ya story
you aint even tag me, aint important
i aint even respond 
hope you respawn
your career
nigga disappear 
trigga gripping queer
is it worth the years?

i wanted nothing but happiness for you
aint posting bout you cuz you need the attention
a mention from me start a numbers ascension
get that on yo own 
we some men and we grown
i dont fuck with my phone
cuz you live in it nigga

SPIT (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)

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

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

video: https://youtu.be/54Td5wxNDpo

this is the soundtrack for my video "AMV"

lyrics:
i put my fingers in a fist nigga
and let em go
wasn’t even on my list nigga
but you should know
that i’m coming for you
i got that gun it need something to chew
something to eat turn your head into goo
waste time
i dont wanna waste time 
on the FaceTime
cuz i’m talking to you
put your head on a plate dine
si manificu
bitch i fucking hate you
hate you
i just wanna waste you too

(pure emotion) x4

bitch I’ve got no time for the bullshit
you just got a handgun
i got a ak with a full clip nigga
what the fuck you talking about?
if you fucking with the spider gang we 
get your ass stomped out
i will kill you!

(vocalization)

i put a nigga on game i thought i played
i thought i payed my dues i guess i aint
bitch fight for your life
bitch pick up a knife
hear screams in the night
hit you with the right left right left

(going super saiyan)

i might fuck you sideways
hit you in yo head
it might give you migraines
jumping out the coup
i be dumping like it shoot
i might thump it out with you nigga
why did you have to lie to a nigga
remember when you used to come and cry to a nigga
i remember when i used to get high witcha nigga
it’s all forgetten
he soft like cotton
he sold and boughten 
we never stopping, light

fuck fuck fuck fuck
that nigga
duck duck duck duck
that nigga

got the city on my waist
let it bang where you hang nigga

fuck that fuck that
suck up on my nut sack

whats app
how my momma talking to me

oh we crush that if you wanna
sting like a bee

make em float like a butterfly
up in the breeze

he emote and he stutter, why
he on his knees?

imma stomp that nigga out
if he basic
imma stomp that nigga out
in my asics
imma stomp that nigga out
if he racist
imma stomp that nigga out
he need lasic nigga

physical combat vibes

AMV (PROD. WENDIGO) (VIDEO IN DESCRIPTION)

the original playlist on yt
https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=OLAK5uy_m7wzAZW5B43i2OXnxz3NaRUDpiulylNMc
spider gang
https://www.youtube.com/channel/UC0uy4HBuZxEIFyi8bwH_xWA

RED ACID

DARK

POSTED IN THE DVRK

lyrics:
take my drugs and the key to the nissan
and drive my ass to the desert to be gone
i got good weed and a cookie to feed on
a real good fucking day

hey, hey, hey, look away
hey, hey, look away
hey, hey, look away
hey, hey, hey

don't look at me, can't look at myself
talk to the mushroom, good for my health
tell me to chill with the drug that i'm dealt
thanks mr. mushroom, eat him up, melt

psilocin in my brain
hey, hey, i'm insane
hey, hey, that's okay
hey, hey, hey

i am gonna stop doing drugs now
they ain't gonna stop doing drugs now
i am gonna stop doing drugs now
that's why mama pray

withdrawal symptoms in all victims
menthol spliff then i might have to yack, ugh
acid sent him through dimension
life extension, gimme all that back, uh
just one puff from a cigarette, please
yes, i beg you, i'm here on my knees
know where i could find a bag of them trees?
cough and wheeze, a bigger coffin, sneeze
achoo, achoo when he do cocaine
i'm a college student, i'm so plain
i do adderall, it's methamphetamine
but it remain unseen that i am a fiend
and i feel like shit when i do not get
my fix and now i'm broke, suck dicks
i die, i choke, i mix, i toke
asleep, awoke, ah, woah, ah, woah, ah, woah

it's bad manners to use the restroom when you're on the phone with someone
because they can hear your bowel movements
be a good person

THIS DOES NOT EXIST

I AM GONNA STOP DOING DRUGS

lyrics:
naa
naa-naa, na-na-na
okay
okay

foot long line of ketamine
don't be a square like tiananmen
go inhale that sediment
crackhead, take methamphetamine
knock like a cop, won't let him in
come in, please sit and settle in
both of the coasts unsettling
please stop your meddling, nigga
wow, used to hit up people, now those people hit me now
niggas want beef, all you rappers have a cow
i'm eating that orange chicken and interviewing mao
zedong, fade on sight
see me stunting down the block in a painted tibetan fanny pack
like manny pac, i said fuck the faggots, like, suck a tranny sack
my canny packing gas in it tightly, i might be anti-vax
your auntie lack, i might take her money off of her panty stack
i can't be wack, if i keep on spitting i wonder
when i'm seven hundred underground plunderers find a cd
"can't be slap!" that anti-rap, fancy that! playin' the classics
the way she play with my vlasic pickle i'm not very flaccid
nickel-plated, fickle faded
the metal stoner grown a boner to show her
imperative, you know, a grower from a shower
nigga, get down, take cover, she got an std
she'll have you burning through rubber, you're not impressing me
please go return with some numbers
sell powder (yeah), bell tower (yeah)
yell louder (yeah), okay now
sell powder (yeah), bell tower (yeah)
yell louder (yeah), okay now
okay now, okay now
see me stunting down the block
while they fainting you better watch your head
"hip-hop is dead"
but if i'm so hip and i'm hoppin', what be then?
let's just pretend that you believe in rebirth
from matter under the dirt
don't matter if yo' feet hurt
they'll return to be earth
i'm making my way in the night time
we fade if you wanna go fight mine
i'm crossing erasing the white line in the street
under the light shining, bite grinding
i got that paint on my pants
i got that paint on my shirt
i got that paint on my hands
i take a step in that work, uh, uh

THE PAINT WALKING

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)

STOP (PROD. SOLSA)

Lil Darkie

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