Produced by MKULTRA

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sOpMEgyQUPE

Lyrics:

I’m in LA
I’m in too wealthy
Drive my limo past a tent
Castle

They tryna sell me
Overwhelming
Behind my window thats
The end black hole


This living is divisive
Is a vision debunked
Yea imma cynic who be winning
Cause i live for the drugs

Yea im living above
Trickle down
To your plug
Everything that you been given
Got from me im your judge

the apocalyptic
Limits getting hit
Boutta blow up
Everything in ashes
Masses nowhere to go but

Down

fuckin around

ripple effect

I’m waves right now


Woah

This shift tectonic

We’re burning

Lets jump on it

Ohh

Come get with

Clauneck

Pay debts

Success hypnotic

We on it

This narcotic

Sell your body

Get retarded

Lets party

Disregarding

City falling

Into darkness

I’m in LA
I’m in too wealthy
Drive my limo past a tent
Castle

They tryna sell me
Overwhelming
Behind my window thats
The end black hole


U have this fascination
U have but can’t explain it
U have my mask you date it
Pay my rate inflated cost

Perfect this mass elation
Inferno mass damnation
Object your masterbation
On display one day forgot

SNIFFIN BLOW, DRIVING DOWN THE ROAD
WINDOWS TINTED BLACK CANT SEE THESE HEATHENS
HOPE MY FRIENDS DONT SEE MY DEMONS
HOPE THEY DONT TAKE MY CASH AWAY

RUN INTO THE NIGHTTIME
WISHIN I COULD ESCAPE
TOWERS FULL OF GREED
AND THE STREETS FULL OF SICKNESS

ALL THIS SMOKE I CANT BREATHE
CANT SEE WHATS IN FRONT OF ME
DONT TRY TO CATCH ME 
IM ALREADY FALLIN

OH, IM SCHIZOPHRENIC
AND I DONT NEED A CLINIC
OH, IM SO PSYCHOTIC
DROWN MY FEELINS WITH NARCOTICS

I’m in LA
I’m in too wealthy
Drive my limo past a tent
Castle

They tryna sell me
Overwhelming
Behind my window thats
The end black hole


U have this fascination
U have but can’t explain it
U have my mask you date it
Pay my rate inflated cost

Perfect this mass elation
Inferno mass damnation
Object your masterbation
On display one day forgot

I WONT LIE DOWN
TIL I RULE THE WORLD
YOU WILL BOW DOWN
WASH THE STREETS WITH BLOOD OF THE INNOCENT

TO THE CITY I GO
THE CITY OF FALLEN ANGELS
TO THE CITY I GO
THE CITY OF FALLEN ANGELS

City Of Fallen Angels (Feat. Teenage Disaster) (VIDEO IN DESCRIPTION)

are you ready?

fun's not allowed?

KING OF CALIFORNIA (PROD. WENDIGO)

lyrics:

YOU TOOK OFF ALL MY CLOTHES 
WHEN NO ONE ELSE WAS HOME
YOU CAME AND SAT WITH ME
WOULDN’T LEAVE ME ALONE 
I FELL IN LOVE AGAIN 
IT FEELS LIKE IT’LL NEVER END 
I FOUND IT WAS PRETEND 
CAUGHT YOU SLEEPING WITH MY FRIEND

LIAR
THE WORDS ON YOUR FORKED TONGUE
BURN LIKE FIRE
VERTICAL PUPILS LIKE KNIVES
CUT INTO PIECES MY LIFE

LOST WITHOUT DIRECTION
AFRAID OF REJECTION
NATURAL SELECTION
I WILL NOT SURVIVE 
FRIVOLOUS CONNECTIONS 
SPREAD LIKE AN INFECTION
BEG FOR THE AFFECTION 
I CANNOT PROVIDE
YOU WANT MY SOUL
RIP IT FROM INSIDE 
YOUR HEART IS SO COLD 
I WISH YOU WOULD 

DIE
THE WORDS ON YOUR FORKED TONGUE
BURN LIKE FIRE
VERTICAL PUPILS LIKE KNIVES
CUT INTO PIECES MY LIFE


liar (PROD. Wonton)

announcer:
ladies and gentlemen, to celebrate the trump family’s one hundred year rule over the american empire, we have a classic for you today. stay tuned for more

i hate mexicans forever
i wish mexicans would die
i wish every mexican would fly up high
into the sky 

i’m a racist piece of shit 
liberals can suck my dick
i don’t fuck with any blacks, asians, or spicks
we shouldn’t mix

i think white people are better
i wish everyone was white
i wish everyone had bright blue shining eyes
that’s paradise 

i’m a racist piece of shit 
liberals can suck my dick
i don’t fuck with any queers, jews, or indians
until the end 

announcer:
next up we got a little something to celebrate the confederate victory over the union, on “radio racist piece of shit”


racist piece of shit anthem (prod. immigrants)

announcer:
ladies and gentlemen of our nation
please join me in welcoming
the president of the united states of america!

people:
oh my fucking god
i love you mr. president
yeah we love you!

mr. president:
hahaha. how you guys doing?

people:
this is the best day of my life
yeah! woo hoo! yeehaw!

mr. president:
hahaha.you’re too kind everybody! you’re too kind


TO BE THE BOSS YEAH YOU GOTTA PAY THE COST 
PUT YOUR HANDS UP 
LIKE YOU GETTING STOPPED BY THE COPS 
FUCK A NAZI 
MY CHOPPA HIT EM RIGHT BETWEEN THE EYES 
THEY TURN US ON EACH OTHER 
IT’S YO BROTHER YOU DESPISE 
KANYE WEST CAN SUCK MY DICK UNTIL HE DIES
I’M ON A MISSION TO MURDER CORRUPT POLITICIANS
NOBODY WANNA LISTEN TOO BUSY ARGUING BITCHING 
AND DISSING ONE OTHER TO MAKE A NOTICEABLE DIFFERENCE 
YOU WANNA GET RICH? PAY THE PRICE (YESSIR)
YO TWEET GOT 100 THOUSAND LIKES (YESSIR)
ABOUT HOW WE SHOULD SEPARATE BLACKS AND THE WHITES (YESSIR)
THEY WANT US SEPARATED WE CAN NEVER FIGHT (YESSIR)

RIGHT LEFT RIGHT LEFT RIGHT (YES SIR) 
GOT THE OPPOSITION STARING DOWN THE PIPE (YES SIR) 
TELL ME ARE YOU MAGGOTS AND MICE (NO SIR)
WOULD YOU GIVE YOUR LIFE (SIR YES SIR)
FOR THE BILLIONAIRE ON A YACHT (YES SIR)
FOR THE POLITICIAN AT THE TOP (YES SIR)
FOR PEACE AND JUSTICE ABROAD (NO SIR)
I AM YOUR GOD (SIR YES SIR)
TO BE THE BOSS YEAH YOU GOTTA BRAINWASH AND TORTURE
PULL UP WITH BARS MADE OF NAPALM AND TORCH YA
ENFORCE MY LAWS WITH BOMBS 
AND KILL COMMUNISTS FOR STARTING IT 
I TEAR EM APART
ADD A STAR TO THE FLAG 
YOU CAN DIE IF YOU A FAG OR BROWN COLORED 
I DON’T GIVE A FUCK ABOUT NO OTHER THAN MONEY
IT’S ALWAYS SUNNY IN SPACE
I WILL ESCAPE IF NEED BE
I LEAVE YOU LIVIN’ IN FECES 
KNEE DEEP BITCH
TAKE FROM THE POOR AND MAKE THE RICH
MORE LIT
THERE AIN’T NO HOPE FOR YOUR GENERATION GO SLIT YO WRISTS
I’LL BUY UP EVERY SINGLE HOUSE AND PRODUCE THE FOOD 
SO IF YOU HUNGRY AND SICK YOU CAN LICK THE BRICKS
WE GOT PLENTY OF FUNDS FOR WEAPONS 
BUT NONE FOR BOOKS OR HEALTH CARE, I BUY GUNS
GIVE PRAISE TO THE WHITE BLUE AND THE RED
I’M ALWAYS EATING GOOD THAT’S WHY THEY CALL ME “THE FED”


THE STATE OF THE UNION (PROD. CUBE x CALDER)

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:
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

GOOD MOURNING!

i don't know (FT. BLCKK) (PROD. MKULTRA/WENDIGO/DARKIE)

I AM DEPRESSED
I HATE EVERYONE AROUND ME AND 
I FEEL LIKE THERE IS NOTHING IN MY CHEST
TAKE ANOTHER PISS, WHY WOULD I?
ALL I EVER DO IS MAKE A MESS
RIPPING OFF MY DICK LIKE: “COULD I?”
MAYBE I’M SUPPOSED TO WEAR A DRESS
WAIT
I STILL WANNA KILL MYSELF
I STILL WANNA JUMP OFF A MOTHER FUCKING 
B-B-B-B-BUILDING
I AINT BEEN HAPPY SINCE 2018
I AINT BEEN HAPPY SINCE I COULD REMEMBER
MY NIGGA
I’M BEGGIN, DON’T AIM FOR THE CREAM
ALL OF THIS RAPPING IS NOT WHAT IT SEEM 
PEDOPHILES 
AND DEAD BEATS
AINT A MOTHER FUCKER 
WORTH LETTING LIVE  
IF YOU LOOKING UP
AT A MOTHERFUCKER YOU A DIP SHIT
YOU A RETARD
NIGGA EVERYBODY WANNA BE HARD

THE STATE OF THE UNION (PROD. CUBE x CALDER)

Lil Darkie