Me myself and I

lyrics:

these rappers make up lyrics that just make no fucking sense 
basic bitches always clones thats traits to hide behind a mask
because your weird as fuck but besides that your breath just fuckin stinks
stop flexing all yo money pussy and go buy some mints

straight from atlanta still upcoming never going anywhere
but you claim that luck is in your hands as you sound like you’re scared
hard as fuck
no your not
you sound like dog shit since you’ve begun 
i’ll take this time to tell you som’ you ain’t gonna make it son

dropping out of school now i’m full time aren’t you ready?
i got 30 views on soundcloud now my life is going steady
have you seen my recent track? have you seen my recent track?
i rapped about my wallet and some ass i’ve never smacked

man i’m so cool i like my own posts up on the gram
my parents don’t like swearing but they never understand
i just want some clout i hope that darkie sees my tags
i’ll annoy him and aloe until they see my stupid tracks

hit that juul and cough up both my lungs i love that mango
paint my nails black oh boy i guess i’m going emo
then i’ll rap bout drugs and some money and some hoes
and wear shit like ramen shirts they taste best in the stove

my mom makes all 3 meals for me but she’s such a bitch
telling my dad bout my juul i guess she’s a fucking snitch
i’ll go post it in my story cry emoji, can’t resist 
oh shit she heard my track and now i got to delete this

thank you oj 🖤

flub (prod. oj kush)

a lil sum))

i kno in the end i could bury u too

lil darkie - SWANG but cute af

Brahman - Found It For Ya

XANMAN (FT. LIL DARKIE) (PROD. SOLSA)

https://www.instagram.com/buckeshot/
https://twitter.com/BUCKESHOT

https://www.instagram.com/oscar8teen/

If I had a gun I think I’d blow my head off
Red trail kiss the sky when throw my Molotov
Buckshot give a fuck Man i never gave fuck
And if I had a gun I’d shoot at every single cop
(Yeah
If I had a gunnnnnnn
If I had a gunnnnnnn
If I had a gunnnnnnn
If I had a gun Id blow you’re fucking head off

I get stuck up in psychosis
Lost my mind don’t even notice
I need meds just to be focus
Predisposed I got necrosis
Cigarette tuberculosis
Enigmatic Hocus pocus
Cast it out and you awoke us
Hollowedgroujd they sleep below us

Head hanging low fastened to my tired spine
Im still the house I walk around im up night
Stating at the sun I’m feeling good I’m going blind
Cracks up in the wall crawling up between my mind
Stealing copper wire right off from the train tracks
Eating Adderall until I have a heart attack

Risen out, rise for me
Sacrify, die with me
Horses walk away from me
Goats are staring back at me

BUCKSHOT - IF I HAD A GUN (PROD. OSCAR18)

DECIBEL (FT. ISSBROKIE) (PROD. SNETSSK)

Lyrics:

You slackin, 

you steady hoppin on the wagon, like a white boy saggin, who said he only with it for the  fashion, you lackin compassion, when I’m riding through your neighborhood, I never have no competition, least I did they gone for good now, 

better be good now, You in ya place right as you should now, misunderstood me the first time when I said you good now, I put the bullet into places where  you shouldn’t look now, you getting cooked now, you fishy niggas suckin hooks, 

be wit the crooks and the killers what can I say I’m a villain, I made that boy ill , I think that he might need penicillin, I told him stop and he wouldn’t listen, I blasted him, known that boy since seventh grade, suprised I out lasted him, don’t talk to the 5-0 I think that I flabbergasted em, they thought I was kobe the way I was outgassing em,Harlem shake his body, my bullets is not passing em, put him in my blunt, every second I’m fucking ashing em 


ashy ashy, I might get to thrashing on yo bitch ass, she eat my laffy taffy, while you crying wit yo bitch ass, you close to dying got no one relying on yo bitch ass, how can you really call yourself a man without  the money, 

think you funny, but we’ll see what’s funny when ya face is bloody,nose is runny, from the bottom of my boot,made him a mummy, think we chummy, but I put the bullet inside of his tummy, cuz I heard him talkin bout me, should’ve thought I woulda upped it on him,  


till I die, im wondering why the people hating on me, I don’t got time for all the fighting and debating on me, don’t call me ya homie when you talkin shit and won’t come to my face, it’s you I picture when I hear disgrace, 

he got 2 faces, I feel like I’m jason, when I’m chasing him, screaming and shouting he know if I see him I’m erasing him, bullet casings on the ground when I’m around they embracing em, all my enemies be licking the very ground that I’m pacing on 

I’m never acting, I’m always about the action, never had a positive interaction wit any evil person,they know I see them lurkin, in the shadows always love the hurtin and the hating, why the fuck they be so agitating, 


plain white tee, wit plain Nikes, im getting higher than the stardom of the black eyed peas, come hold these please, by these I mean my nuts cuz you be on em often, if you don’t back away, I think I’ll throw you in a coffin, if you don’t listen just remember that I gave you caution, cuz when I’m at ya neck you know that I won’t fold too often, tell you my body hard, and you know that I’ll never soften, take every precaution,when I’m sliding through ya home town, I’m never finna slow down

Till I Die prod Skotskr

MUSIC VIDEO OUT NOW https://youtu.be/XCmkxtzEHlo?si=jTCXnYV64mz_Nh_J

NOTLEWY x HARLOW ROAD - do all cats go to heaven? (prod. 99DrownTown)*MV IN DESC*

some men will fight. some die. some live by the knife.
and some by the sword of the samurai.

BUSHIDO (PROD. SOLSA)

every night (prod. VoN)

(PROD. SOLSA)

MAYDAY 
MAYDAY!
MAYDAY 
MAYDAY!
MAYDAY 
MAYDAY!
MAYDAY 

THAT NIGGA WALKED IN THIS BITCH WITH A AK
GOTCHO HEAD SPINNING LIKE BEYBLADE, MAYDAY 

MY MEAT GRADE A 
YO WEED PAYDAY
BUMBOCLAAT BITCH
NIGGA DRIPPING LIKE LADY

MAYDAY 

THESE DAYS NOBODY WILL FADE ME
NOBODY DO HOW THEY SAY THEY

YEAR OF THE CAP
YEAR OF LIE
POPPING A CAP
YOU CANNOT CRY

NOBODY CHANGE 
NOBODY TRY
WHAT ELSE IS NEW?
LIVING FOR WHY?

LIVING FOR WHOOOO?
LIVING TO DIE
LIVING TO BURN
LIVING TO FRY
WAIT FOR YOUR TURN
OPEN YOUR EYES
INFINITE SCREAMS
INFINITE SIGHS
I DONT GIVE FUCK
I DONT GIVE FUCK ABOUT YOU NIGGA
I DONT EEN KNOW WHAT YOU DO NIGGA
RUN UP ON YOU WITH THE TOOL NIGGA
FIX HIM RIGHT UP GO TO SCHOOL NIGGA
ACT LIKE A CLOWN YOU COME OFF LIKE A FOOL NIGGA
IM IN THE POOL WITH THE CLICK AND WE COOL BIGGER MAN
BIGGER SACK NIGGA
IM IN THE BACK WITHCHA BITCH 
RED AND BLACK FIGURE
LURK IN THE DARK WITH THE CRACKS
IM IN THAT FISSURE

I PAY ATTENTION
I AM OBSERVANT
YOU DON’T GET MENTIONED
MAKE YOU MY SERVANT
I AM NOT UNDERGROUND
BITCH I BEEN BREAKING IT
DONT FUCK WITH OTHER SOUNDS
NIGGAS IS FAKING IT

I DONT WAN SEE WHAT YOU DOING
NIGGAS IS MAD THAT THEY LOSING

EVERY NIGGA I SEE THAT AINT DOING ENOUGH
ALWAYS POST ON THE INTERNET THEY GON BE UP

SO I STAY ON TOP OF MY SHIT
LIL BITCH I AM GLAD I DONT FIT

I AM AN INDIAN 
IM NOT A SPICK
I AM A DARKIE
CUBENSIS A SPICK
DIDNT GET TO PICK

NOT GONNA CAP 
NOT GONNA LIE
WE CAN GET DOWN
WE CAN GET HIGH

OH I FORGOT MIKE IS ALSO A SPICK
THAT BE MY GUY 
HE HAS A DICK


I HAVE dick on my waist too
my girl got pussy but she keep some cake ooo
what? you want a nigga to lie?
wendigo got the word freak ‘bove his thigh

solsa from under
bruhmane look like he could plunder
with out a blunder
uh
you!
you cannot keep up the pace 
dillinger got the word sleep on his face!
facts

shoutout my niggas that’s eating
sit in my room and yell until my teeth grin
i jack off into a chip bag
niggas too pussy to talk about dicks that

are in they draws 
fuck media fuck laws
look at your self
look at your flaws
demons tapping into niggas with bars
female rappers yelling make me get hard

not gonna lie
not gonna front
i hear you sigh
ho what you want?

i smell your cunt
bitch and it stunk
just like a skunk
bring back punk

bring back rock 
nobody talk
see what it done to the block
no one know they neighbors
no one know who gave us 
everything that we got

YEAR OF THE CAP (PROD. SOLSA)

BAD GUY

AND WE CAN BE MOONRUNNERS BABY
BUT YOU RATHER BE THE BAD GUY
X3
BUT YOU RATHER BE THE BAD GUY THE BAD GUY
BUT YOU RATHER BE THE BAD GUY
THE BAD GUY
RATHER BE THE BAD GUY THE BAD GUY
YEA YOU RATHER BE THE BAD GUY THE BAD GUY

YEA YOU RATHER BE THE BAD GUY THE BAD GUY 
YEA YOU RATHER BE THE BAD GUY THE BAD GUY 
YEA YOU RATHER BE THE BAD GUY WASTIN ALL YOUR DAMN TIME I DONT GIVE A FUCK
X2

(LIL DARKIE)
OHHHH N I DONT WANT ANOTHER NIGGA COMIN UP TO ME AND TELLIN ME THAT IM THE VILLIAN FASHO
LETS GO 
AND IF YOU WANT IT YOU CAN GET IT
OOHHH
WHY THEY WANNA LEVITATE AROUND 
WHEN EVERYTHING IS GRAVITATIN
DOWN DOWN DOWN
MAKIN AGGRIVATIN
SOUNDS SOUNDS SOUNDS
 
OHHHHH
GO AHEAD AND LET ME KNOW
BUT YOU AINT ME 
I KNOW NIGGAS REALLY MAD BECAUSE THEY AINT ME 
NIGGAS REALLY PLAY PRETEND THEY WHAT THEY CANT BE
KEEP THAT SPIDER ON MY WAIST

MADE ME OUT TO BE THE BAD GUY
MADE ME OUT TO BE THE BAD GUY
MADE ME OUT TO GO BE THAT GUY

Okay for the record *knuckle crack*
You do the evil laugh like this 
HAAHAHAHAHA

BAD GUY (FT. LIL DARKIE) (PROD. WENDIGO)

THE SANDS OF TIME - Lil Darkie

LYRICS:

IF YOU AINT FUCKING WITH MY VISION
THEN ACT LIKE I DON’T EXIST

IF YOU AINT RIDING WITH ME NIGGA 
GET ROCKING THAT’S WHAT HE KICKS

BECAUSE IM TIRED OF DISLOYALTY 
AND BITCH SHIT

I’M TIRED OF THE MISFITS
AND WHAT ELSE?
I’LL LIST IT

I HATE NIGGAS THAT DISSING BUT WONT 
MAKE THE DISS EXPLICIT

I HATE WHEN NIGGAS SWITCHING
PLAYING SIDES YOU COMPLICIT

I HATE WHEN NIGGAS DON’T KNOW SOMETHING
WRONG CUZ YOU AIN’T PISSED YET

CUZ YOU AIN’T SAID YOU HATE WHEN NIGGAS
QUIET LIKE SOME CRICKETS

INSECTS 

CRUSH EM UP AND EAT EM WITH SOME BUTTER
ON SOME BISCUITS 

MY FIST GETS

HARDER WHEN I GRIP TO

SIT THROUGH 

ANOTHER FUCKING DAY OF PLAYING SHIT COOL

FUCK THAT 

I HOPE THE FUCKING PLANET SUCK THE GUTS
OUT OF MY NUT SACK

I’LL BUSS BACK

AND YOU CAN FUCKING TRUST THAT 
I’LL HIT YOU 

RIGHT IN YO FUCKING NECK
’N LET YOU LAY INSIDE A PISS POOL 

CUZ THERE AINT NOTHING WORSE THAN
TREATED BADLY BY YOUR BROTHER

KINDA ANGER MAKE ME WANNA SEE 
ANOTHER IN A GUTTER

KINDA ANGER MAKE ME BLIND AND
MAKE ME THINK AN AWFUL THOUGHT

WAS NEVER TAUGHT HOW TO FORGIVE 
OR MAYBE I HAD JUST FORGOT

WHY THE PEOPLE THAT’S SUPPOSED TO 
HAVE YOU BACK IS TURNING OPPS
 
KINDA ANGER MAKE ME WANNA MURDER
EVERY SINGLE COP

WITH A SHOTGUN

PULL UP AND I POP ONE
PULL UP AND I POP TWO

NOW THEY’VE FUCKING SHOT YOU

SO LET IT STAY A THOUGHT THEN
THE KINDA ONE THAT DROPPED IN
THE KINDA ONE I PUT INSIDE A SONG 
THAT I CAN BOP TEN TIMES

UNTIL I STOP CARING

ABOUT THE FACT THAT UNDERNEATH IT ALL
THERE’S NOTHING SOLID TO HOLD ON TO 
LIKE YOU WANT TO

AND WHEN IM DREAMING I FEEL BETTER
THEN I DO WHEN IM AWAKE

HOW IMMA DREAM SOME REALER PEOPLE
THAN THE ONES THAT LIVING WHEN THEY 
REALLY FAKE

LIKE ACTUALLY

I DO THIS RAPPING CASUALLY

DISTRACT ME FROM MY DYING 
AND TRYING TO FEEL MY INNOCENCE 
AGAIN AND IT’S IMPACTING ME POSITIVELY 
AND IN A SENSE I GUESS 
IT IS THE CAUSE OF ANXIETY 
WHEN PEOPLE GOT PAIRS OF CENTS
THEY WANNA GIVE TOO

DISTRIBUTE 
OPINIONS BOUT THE ART
BUT I AINT LIKE THE OTHER 
RAPPERS YOU LISTEN TO
THIS MUSIC IS A PAINTING 
WITH EMPHASIS ON THE PAIN
IT’S NOT TO ENTERTAIN 
IT’S THE NOISES INSIDE MY BRAIN

AND I PRAY THAT YOU UNDERSTAND 
AND IM SORRY I’M SO AGGRESSIVE 
IF I HAD A HUNDRED BANDS I’D INVEST IT
INTO MY MESSAGE

THAT RACE IS FAKE 

AND PEOPLE EQUAL BUT DON’T WANNA BE
IT’S ALL BECAUSE OF GREED AND 
HOW WE STRUCTURE OUR ECONOMY

I’M SO DEPRESSED
I’VE HAD THIS LIQUOR IN MY CHEST LIKE EVERY DAY CUZ I AINT BEEN FEELING THE BEST

A MIXED RACE FAGGOT BOY THAT RAP AND 
AIN’T BLACK BUT HIS GODDESS IS
I PRAY THAT KALI MA DESCEND 
ON LA BRING APOCALYPSE

REVOLVER (PROD. CUBENSIS)

lyrics:
yeah (huh)
yeah (huh)
yeah (huh, huh)
yeah (huh)
yeah, yeah (huh), yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (huh)
yeah, yeah (huh), yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (huh, huh, uh)

where are my socks and sandals at?
where are my socks and sandals at?
where are my socks and sandals at?
where are my socks and sandals?

baby, have you seen my socks?
i wanna kick rocks, but i can't now, ooh
baby have you seen my sandals?
i wanna make moves, without 'em i cannot handle it
i thought you had them
they won't wanna get in my way, i step over, over
i hope that i find 'em today
four leaf clover, clover, huh

where are my socks and sandals at?
where are my socks and sandals at?
where are my socks and sandals at?
where are my socks and sandals?

lookin' up on my feet
they all talkin on me, lil darkie
suckin' up on they teeth
i don't wanna suck no meat like you
fuck clout, bitch you better get it, need tattoo'd it
i don't wanna be in a bitter [?] with my mood
i'ma find a sandal bandit [?]
uh, rockin' with the spider clique
i buy the bic, then where it is;
my lighter, got my sandal missing too
bitch you should go tune in, listen rock
don't go losin' this shit, how you walk
when i drop it, people tend to flock
i'm an artist lookin' for my sock

where are my socks and sandals at?
where are my socks and sandals at?
where are my socks and sandals at?
where are my socks and sandals?

SOXNSANDALS (PROD. SOLSA)

Currently moving from soundcloud to bandcamp, link is in bio
soundcloud sucks !

"maa·lee sluhj”

flub (prod. oj kush)

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