Thats for blessing our ears darkie🦾🙏🏽💥

W A V Y

something to get you swaying side to side ;)

Metric

All production done by Wavit
Hit Wavit up for beats

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Wavit - Amore

It's Up feat. Lem (Prod. Hidden Beats)

Balance

bald headed boy

show me a sign (PROD. SKOTSKR)

are you ready?

the face asymmetric

cloudy day 1

I AM ADDICTED TO GROOMING DOGS AND IM SICK OF IT

lyrics:
it's okay for music to not be about anything
fucking jesus christ (huh)

put your mind to it and do it, the fluid stewin'
better stir it 'fore it's ruined, goodness sake
ain't no more leaves in the trees, hood is raked but i'm baked
because i got it imported, where they make it at?
i hear the bacon splat, you know we takin' that back home
i put the chrome to the front of your dome and say
"please stop littering and jittering so much"
with a finger i could touch on the trigger like the clutch
switch gears, ditch peers that be rollin' up a dutch
ho, you must be retarded, throwing gas up in the flavorin'
savorin' it much? i'm behaving like a rapper
wrap a wrapper 'round the crutch, raw paper that i'm favorin'
rap music and if it slaps, choose it
if you a fruit bruisin' that mean you shoot twos in
and never threes, nigga, be with my g's, nigga
you fall from trees that probably swarming with bees, nigga
uh, sometimes i forget that every blunt is different
and every hit i take i should be livin' in, but i be stressin'
absent minded, i keep the rats from findin' out
where all my cheese is hidin', i keep it wrapped in bindin'
but then i realize everything has passed me by
and stressin' out has left me worried 'bout your last reply
i have to power through and overcome myself, defy the odds
bitch, i like a challenge, so i might be finding oz
in another life i'd be a bad bitch, savage
cooking up some cabbage you can ravage
nigga, eat up and kick ya feet up, recline ya seat up
holder colder with the ice inside it, i'm enticing, unsurprising
in another life i'd be a big man, cig hand
puffin' on tobacco while i dig mad graves
killin' shit and fillin' it with stuffin', hella rough for nothin'
but the huffin' odor pleasant, eat a pheasant like a peasant kinging

yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh (tell 'em, wendigo)
yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh (that's right, bitch)
sha, sha, sha, sha, sha, sha, sha, sha
sha, sha, sha, sha, sha, sha, sha, sha

wild west sickening, yuh, i ended up 'round here
down here, other side of town, we're
not for the bickering, we be lookin' at the road
where we go, you ain't care enough to know
and the plot more than thickenin', write a story, let it go
that's a mandatory no, foes
outside and lookin' in, or maybe in and lookin' out
be a sinner, that's a route, nigga, shout
that's a wrap

tell 'em, wendigo
hit it, baby, that's a wrap

THIS DOES NOT EXIST

wrap music

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

tale of yehoshua (interlude) (PROD. CHECKS)

Lil Darkie

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