Lil darkie

late night Jammin fuck

🕷️

Bangers XV

slidindownEwater

Dystopia

GTFO!

WHISTLE feat. ZOTIYAC (Prod. ARYEL)

Witchouse 40k x KAMAARA - SOUL SNATCH (prod. ³³marrow)
Shot and dir. by KING ZABB
HHM  747  T R A S H

Official Music Video:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kK-O_-z2pLg

Witchy:
Spotify and Apple Music - Witchouse 40k
Instagram and Twitter - @witchouse40k 

KAMAARA:
Spotify and Apple Music - KAMAARA
Instagram - @kamaara 
Twitter - @kamaarakage

³³Marrow:
Instagram - @33marrow

KING ZABB: @king.zabb

Lyrics:
(Witchouse 40k)
So he fuckin with the gang,
*Click Clack* hit em in the face now
Hand up in your pocket on your wallet, Imma take it to the bank
40 feelin gully in the brain, you a pussy imma leave em on the block where he stay
From the earth
Coming out the gutter with a gold blade tucked, caught a body with a curse
Imma leave em in the dirt
Run up wit the gang like an army, put a bullet through your muhfuckin shirt
You a dead boy

(KAMAARA)
Clock strikes 12, get killed on the dot 
Beam all red, know the blood don’t stop 
Soap preme socks beat the hype in y’all 
Corporate name brands got your ass on lock 
Witch brought the broom, let it air out the room
Yeah he dead in a poof, throw his ass in the coup 
To a cave in the woods, evil laughs by the slew 
Got the pot for the brew, turn his ass into stew 

(Witchouse 40k)
Wussup, aye came from nothing
Talking loud then you get fucking punished
Take your gold I’m gonna up they budget, Imma break your chain off like I’m from a dungeon
Dropped outta school but I stay with them Glock-smarts, I got no love for my opps
When I grow up I’m gon target em, two in his skully, he pussy you know he get popped
Blech

(KAMAARA)
Feeling like a nuisance 
Knock his brain now he clueless
Muhfuckas talking, pullin up but pullin out I swear to god these muhfucken pussys never do shit 
What’s the time? Where you at? Where you stay? 
Bitch I bought a new blade to expose all the veins
God damn god damn, killing shit no hands 
Getting touchy feely bitches in my pants

Couple ounces of pain 
Fortify my insane 
Flowing in through my veins 
Chains got zero restraint 
Fuck this life fuck it all
Cut em down watch em crawl 
Chomping down on all that bullshits got you loosing your jaw 
X2

I can’t separate, it seems I’m stuck on you!
Surrounded by these walls of blades, its only me and you!
No one left to stay, you’ve used them up and walked away
I pull the plug who gives a fuck you treat us all like human waste

Witchouse 40k x KAMAARA - SOUL SNATCH (prod. ³³marrow) (Video in Desc.)

Witchouse 40k - HOBGOBLIN (2022)
Produced by: GHXST x ³³marrow)
Mixed by: ³³marrow

MUSIC VIDEO:
https://youtu.be/Z0J5T4b9hn0

Lyrics:
—
(Hook)
8 legs, zombie walking, now I’m talkin with the crows
Cemetery, tip toeing, hoppin over bones
Forty feelin cold, no heart, see the hole
Tryna pick up all the pieces, pick the petal off the rose
Came from Betty Crocker, now I cook it on the stove
like that
40 out the bottom, kickin doors like that
Roof
I lay your teeth on the road, stomp it and take out your soul

8 legs, zombie walking, now I’m talkin with the crows
Cemetery, tip toeing, hoppin over bones
Forty feelin cold, no heart, see the hole
Tryna pick up all the pieces, pick the petal off the rose
Came from Betty Crocker, now I cook it on the stove
like that
40 out the bottom, kickin doors like that
Roof
I lay your teeth on the road, stomp it and take out your soul

(Verse)
Forty always feenin, I'm a demon out the box
Devil up on my shoulder, leave em coughing till they rot
Pullup Im gon bring the problem to the muhfuckin block
New strap with a dot, run up on em he get knocked

Pullup wit a glock, bump stock for the ops
Real talk, muhfucka, bullets take away his thoughts
Actin so soft, so I had to cut em off, got the mind up on the money I could never take a loss

Forty alone, where they at
Glock on my body, no rats and 
I bag em, no cap cap cap
yuh
Slasher his clique, he ain’t bout that
Holes in his lung make em gasp
Nova they back, burn em up like the sun
We gon run through they home, cuz I came up from nuttin 
Broke out the bottom, was raised on the run, I won’t ever look back, all my scars turning numb

Police on me, run off like a rabbit, im gon eat it flush it, here you want it? Have it.
Flip the mattress, ion know what happened? "No your honor sorry, I got sober habits" 
Witchy lurkin, all these artist actin, I came out the dungeon, got my mamas baggage
Bring out the ghosts from his past, hold a grudge like a movie, I’m creepin all up in his attic

I got a gun, Lil forty gon run up, I’m charged like a battery bout all the static
I see his chain I’m gon grab it, I’m upping his budget, he broke like he pay me in taxes
Bitch try and play me, I nut on her face and I call up and tell all her exes she average
I got a Glock with a scope, put a shot through your throat, leave em coughing up heat like a dragon

(Hook)
8 legs, zombie walking, now I’m talkin with the crows
Cemetery, tip toeing, hoppin over bones
Forty feelin cold, no heart, see the hole
Tryna pick up all the pieces, pick the petal off the rose
Came from Betty Crocker, now I cook it on the stove
like that
40 out the bottom, kickin doors like that
Roof
I lay your teeth on the road, stomp it and take out your soul

8 legs, zombie walking, now I’m talkin with the crows
Cemetery, tip toeing, hoppin over bones
Forty feelin cold, no heart, see the hole
Tryna pick up all the pieces, pick the petal off the rose
Came from Betty Crocker, now I cook it on the stove
like that
40 out the bottom, kickin doors like that
Roof
I lay your teeth on the road, stomp it and take out your soul

Roof Roof

HOBGOBLIN (prod. GHXST x ³³marrow) (Video in Desc.)

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Little Monster

lyrics:

you are all adrenaline cattle for the global elite

get to the racks
get to the stacks
mother fucker
no other way
to get paid
dumb mother fucker
fuck what you think
what you drink scum mother fucker
slave to the way that we think
numb mother fucker

money
power

sell your soul
give em everything you own
keep your eyes on your tv and your phone
poison in the water everybody knows
go to work and sell your mother fucking soul
no more ice when the temperature turn the fuck up
everyone lies everybody tryna turn the fuck up

get to the racks
get to the stacks
mother fucker
no other way
to get paid
dumb mother fucker
fuck what you think
what you drink scum mother fucker
slave to the way that we think
numb mother fucker 
(x2)

money power fame 
money power fame
you all want the same thing

let my nuts hang 
dangle and swang

pinky ring
size of a plane 

spider gang 
lil darkie on that shit that make you momma faint 

in the whip 
fucking up the paint 

fake people acting real but i know that you ain’t
i know that you fake
i can see the signs
sell your soul and both your eyes so that you go blind!

money power fame 

fuck you ouy kcuf

MONEY POWER FAME (PROD. WENDIGO)

hangtime x kidx

Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/sugszeey/
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Soundcloud: https://soundcloud.com/user-904345686

Prod: Hoods

PICTURESQUE (Prod. Hoods)

WHATS YOUR NAME? W/ BUMBOI (PROD. LIL $WEDDEN)

HUMANS AND MONSTERS (PROD. WENDIGO)

DYSTOPIA (put your hands up) (PROD. SKOTSKR)

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

BUSHIDO (PROD. SOLSA)

EVERY DOG HAS ITS DAY

Lurkin

PROD.CRAIGGUSSI
MIXXED.ATROCIOUS

uhhhhhh


on the top can't be touched yuh,
talk all you want, can't erase what u done yuh 
whipping this hoe, all the tires sideways, yuh
I'mma keep it a buck, hater's gay, yuh

Don't let me start on the things that u done lil bum,
I'mma drag ur name through the mud, yuh
uhh I do the most, prolly doing too much yuh
Put ur money where u talk, bet u wont yuh

u done made it easy on me
i been eating brain like she done turn me to a zombie
i been doing thing u couldf never ever do
rly want sum shawty shawty rly want me to

on the top can't be touched yuh,
talk all you want, can't erase what u done yuh 
whipping this hoe, all the tires sideways, yuh
I'mma keep it a buck, hater's gay, yuh

I'mma keep it a buck, hater's gay, yuh
only good jus to ruin my day
throw da hands if u want it my way yuh
only hands thatll be in my way

Don't let me start on the things i dont like bout you
itll you break u apart in flood yuh
i been going up like i popping the cltuych yuh
imma eat up like ur lunch yuh

WhAt YoU TaLm BoUt

UH!? feat. Ace Valentine, Ang3l Crat3r, Kurotaro & Kurt Donavon

*OFFICIAL AUDIO*
SHWINN - DREADFUL (PROD. REQUIEM CULT)

DREADFUL

DREADFUL (PROD. REQUIEM CULT)

prod & mix by me

Lyrics:
I just want to rob or steal shit
kill a motherfucker with a nine, a steel switch
smothered undercover when I ride
That blunt hittin', Wrist slitted Ima meet god
Tell that motherfucker die right now
I'm getting high right now, touch the sky
Wanna be numb right now, don't know why
Really don't like this life that I got
But ima make the best of it till I rot
Empty empathy don't really give a fuck
I empty magazines and still don't give a fuck
I run through your pockets, I know i'm coming up
That boy feel funny till we get to buckin' up
And now he bitching he don't see the vision
Really think he need to finish the mission
Pieced up, 5 feet to the face
Geeked up, how we run to the bank
Fist fucked, throw yo body away
Glock tucked, what the fuck you gone say?
Four-tone purple, blood, mud and waste
That's fucked, Sosa laugh at the case
That's tough, see the bitch in is face
50 say, we gettin' rich or we ain't
Minimum wage not the way that we rock
Rather be dead in a motherfucking box
Fist fucked, throw yo body away
Glock tucked, what the fuck you gone say?
Four-tone purple, blood, mud and waste
That's fucked, Sosa laugh at the case

I got no patience
I got a problem I face it
Smoke 50 blunts and I'm sober, I hate this
I got a pump on the road
Draco in the trunk, I blast at the foes
I hate hoes
Don't need no bitch on my payroll
I made this beat and I spit cold
I whip the whip, I got bankroll
Headshot when I shoot, hoe
Red-dot on that coupe, blow
His head off of a that roof, go
Like anywhere that I want to, no fucks given

I just want to rob or steal shit
kill a motherfucker with a nine, a steel switch
smothered undercover when I ride
That blunt hittin', Wrist slitted Ima meet god
Tell that motherfucker die right now
I'm getting high right now, touch the sky
Wanna be numb right now, don't know why
Really don't like this life that I got
But ima make the best of it till I rot
Empty empathy don't really give a fuck
I empty magazines and still don't give a fuck
I run through your pockets, I know i'm coming up
That boy feel funny till we get to buckin' up
And now he bitching he don't see the vision
Really think he need to finish the mission
Pieced up, 5 feet to the face
Geeked up, how we run to the bank
Fist fucked, throw yo body away
Glock tucked, what the fuck you gone say?
Four-tone purple, blood, mud and waste
That's fucked, Sosa laugh at the case
That's tough, see the bitch in is face
50 say, we gettin' rich or we ain't
Minimum wage not the way that we rock
Rather be dead in a motherfucking box

FACE MY PATIENCE

LIL DARKIE - THE GHOST AND THE SPIDER w/ SAVAGE GA$P

LYRICS 

pussy rappers in my blunt 
smoke em till they gone 
i got the pistol let it go off n all the pussy rappers fall 
sticky green inside my body playa so i wouldn’t try it 
body frying 
fuck it bitch i’m blx who give a fuck  

i’m a walking relic 
you rappers pitiful 
flow too angelic for these peasants i can’t let em know 
that in this moment i feel like im at my pinnacle 
these rappers faking they embellish everything in gold 

if you fuck around you find out 
ima get you slimed out 
i’m the type to keep on kicking after you been lying down 
n ain nobody wanna hear you talk so keep it quiet now 
n zip it up 
drop the ball i pick it up 

kinda sad that you can’t even seem to ever talk right 
think im falling off again but i been working all night  
if im talking bout a feature then ill never talk light 
if im on that track i promise you it’s in they spotlight 

i got my dna tests back 
turns out in 100% him-alayan 

back back 
homie back back 
you don’t wanna get me mad n see what’s in this backpack 
always on that high alert 
it’s a curse 
love my choppa bitch i flirt 
n it’s simple as this homie you gon end up in the dirt 

fuck it bitch i’m bouta snap 
tired a being nice 
i wanna let the people
feel all my pain so it go away 
hold my blunt into the sky n wave it to this beat 
i wanna see em die but ill get high as fuck before i watch him go

IN THE END, YOU'RE ALL DOOMED! (PROD. FROZEINE)

BabyChiefDoit - The Viper (Official Music Video) [Shot By @Rxllo ]

That's The Spirit

True Friends

In Utero

Heart-Shaped Box

Figure It Out

KEEP ALL HANDS, ARMS, FEET, AND LEGS INSIDE YOUR THOUGHTS AT ALL TIMES!

LYRICS:

(WENDIGO)
swimmin 
thru the sewer
swimmin thru the shit imma need a poop scooper 
grinnin
then i shoot her
catch a nut when the pussy get neutered

i fill up my bong with tobacco
independent but we got the show packed tho
pack runnin low imma whacko
call up the plug and i throw em a rack hoe

get out my shell
ill send u to hell
son of the angel who fell
right down to earth
we whippin a hearse
smoke a wood down to the dirt
i kill it myself like im kurt
im rippin ur spine thru ur shirt
i hope that it hurt
snatchin ur grandmothers purse
i pull up and give u a curse
slut

(DARKIE)
NIGGA WANNA RUN UP I HIT HIM THE RIGHT WAY
NIGGA WANNA RUN UP I HIT HIM THE RIGHT WAY
INNA UNDERWATER DUNGEON CAN’T TELL IF IT NIGHT/DAY
SO A NIGGA WANNA RUN UP I HIT HIM IT MIGHT PAY

PICKING UP THE GOLD
AND I PUT IT IN MY POCKET SWIMMING GOT A BODY OF WATER IN MY SOCKET
THINKING IMMA BODY THE CHALLENGE AND I GOT IT
BUT I OPEN A DOOR AND THE ENEMIES SPAWN LOCK IT

DAGGER THROW HE HAD TO GO I
HIT EM IN THE NOGGIN HE DROPPIN THE RIGHT ITEMS
ILL HIT HIM WITH A BOMBING AS SOON I MIGHT LIGHT EM
AND I’M GETTING OUT THE CHAMBER IM CLIMBING LIKE A SPIDER
THAT

LEVEL UP

UPGRADE CAMO
GOING GHOST LIKE RAMBO  MAKE THE HAMMER GO BLAMMO

IMMA SAVAGE SIDE PASSAGE GIMME AN ADVANTAGE
AND I MANAGE TO ATTACK HIM DOING DAMAGE

GET TO SWIMMING LIKE A FISH AND
DARKIE GRINNING
AS ALWAYS
NAVIGATING DARK HALLWAYS IMMA
FIND IT

THE DOOR THE FINISH
THAT I GOTTA UNLOCK
WALK IN WITH THE GUN COCKED
HOE PREPARE TO GET ROCKED

DEEP IN THE CAVERN
DEEP IN THE CRYPT
I STRAFE MAKE HIS HEAD TURN
WAIT FOR THE SLIP

I WITNESS A PATTERN 
AIM FOR HIS WEAK SPOT
KICK LIKE A REEBOK
TAKE ALL HIS SHIT

LOOTING
SLEEP DART SHOOTING
WHILE YOU SLEEPING
IN THE GUTTER IM CREEPING
WITH THE WATER
IM LEAPING OVER HOTTER SHIT
LAVA AT THE BOTTOM 
SPIT FIRE LIKE A LOT OF IT

GONNA NEED MORE

BEAT MY SCORE!!!!

(PT.2)
AYE WHAT THE FUCK???
AYE WHAT THE FUCK IS SHIT
THERE’S ANOTHER DAMN LEVEL AT THE 
BOTTOM OF THE PIT?

YOU GET STUCK!
STUCK IN THIS TYPA GAME!
AINT NOBODY THERE TO BLAME
BUT, YOU!

FIGHT TO THE DEATH
NO BREATH LEFT
BREATHLESS
BEST YET 
FUCKING WITH THE BEST YET

MOLTEN
ROLLING WITH THE COLT BEND YO REALITY
MORTALITY
APPARENT YOU AINT CARE BOUT YO VITALITY

BROKE
YOU BURN UP IN THE SEA

SMOKE
AND MIRRORS ALL I SEE

THE DUNGEON OF THE SEWER TURTLE (FT. WENDIGO) (PROD. WENDIGO X BINSFELD)

KEEP ALL HANDS, ARMS, FEET, AND LEGS INSIDE YOUR THOUGHTS AT ALL TIMES!

LYRICS:

INFILTRATE
ELIMINATE
A PREDATOR 
SNAKE

IMBEDDED YOUR FACE

DEEP INSIDE YOUR
UNDERGROUND BASE
I WANDER THE PLACE
AT NIGHT TIME
WAITING FOR THE RIGHT TIME
NINJA GAIDEN GLITCH THROUGH 
THROUGH YOUR THROAT MAKE A LIGHT MIND

DECAPITATE
AND THEN THE BOY EVAPORATE
I CAPTIVATE YOUR VISION WITH A FLASH
AND THEN GO BACK A WAY
(NINJA SOUND)

PAC MAN
GET THE STRAP THEN
LIKE IT CRACK DOWN
SMACKED ROUNDS
IN YA BACK NOW
WHERE HE AT NOW?

NOT HERE
KILL A BOT
HEAR ANOTHER SHOT 
I HAD TO CROUCH
AND HIT THAT NIGGA WITH THE 
CHARGE I LET IT 
SHOUT
SHOUT

POWER UP
IM PICKING UP THE DIESEL HAD TO SOUR UP
1 UP I DEVOUR EM
GUN UP I LET IT SHOWER 
COME FUCK WITH ME LOOSE ONE LIFE
BITCH I AINT A ENEMY TO MAKE YOU’RE RIGHT
FIGHT

COMING OUT THE SHADOWS ENGAGE IN A BATTLE
RIGHT! LEFT!
HIT YOU FROM A HEIGHT SO I STAY OUTTA SIGHT
LIGHT! DEP-

-RECATION 
STAYING PATIENT
HIT THE STATION FROM THE INSIDE
SHIT I MISSED THE CAMERA I CANT JAM DA 
SYSTEM IN TIME

FUCK!!

PICKPOCKET SKILL LEVEL 100

KEY CARD 
GOTTA BE HARD
TO MAKE IT OUT ALIVE
I SURVIVE

DODGING THE BULLETS
IM DITCHING THE PLAN THAT I DEVISED
IMPROVISE
RUN TO THE LAB-RATORY
SOMEWHERE THAT I CAN HIDE
OPEN WIDE
INTO THE UNDERGROUND 
OH WHAT AM I TO FIND??

JUNGLE BASE
SECRET PLANS
I AM SEEKING 
DEEPER LEVELS
IN THE DARK
SPARK METAL
BITCH IM
HERE TO KILL THE DEVIL

IM A BENGAL

TIGER BITCH IM WETTING UP YOUR MENTAL

WATER TEMPLE

IMMA LIQUID ELEMENTAL

JUNGLE BASE (PROD. LiL CUBENSiS)

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)

a poem i wrote for my online gf (✿ ♥‿♥) (prod. 27corazones beats x ap beats)

CODEINE ON A CAMEL FEAT. LIL DARKIE & AM (CO PROD. EYESBEELOW)

PRACTICE [FEAT. KIDx] [PROD. FLACKO J]

GET UP YOU FILTHY MAGGOT
https://genius.com/Lil-darkie-colossal-conflict-lyrics

COLOSSAL CONFLICT (PROD. CUBENSIS/WENDIGO/JAMES GORCZYCA)

WE FIGHTIN IN THE DRIVEWAY THEY CAN 
WAIT A MINUTE 
ILL COOK YOUR BODY SIDEWAYS 
AND STOMP YOU WHEN IM FINISHED 
BUST A KNUCKLE 
SHUT THE FRONT ROW DOWN
BLACK BOOTS ON YOUR SKULL 
I STOMP YOU OUT

(SUCK MY FAT DICK)
I SHUT THE VENUE DOWN
(IM SORRY THAT I KILLED YA FRIEND)
STOMP YOU OUT 
(SUCK MY FUCKIN DICK AGAIN)
I SHUT THE VENUE DOWN
(IM SORRY THAT I KILLED YA FRIEND)
STOMP YOU OUT

CHEMICAL HEAD 
IM IN DENIAL I RECONCILE
MECHIACLE BREAD
LIKE HARRY STYLES 
I FUCK YOUR BITCH TILL THE 
PUSSY GET RED 
I 360 NO SCOPE
NOW WE SCREAMIN GET REKT

REKT BEST TO COME CORRECT 
IN THIS PLACE WHERE 
EVERYBODY DEAD
IN THIS WASTELAND

GRAB A SKENG AND PROTEST FUCKA
WASTELAND
GRAB A SKENG AND PROTEST FUCKA 
WASTELAND
GRAB A SKENG AND PROTEST FUCKA

MY BODY HURTS 
FROM THE SHOTTIE BODY BURST 
MY BODY HURTS 
FROM THE SHOTTIE BODY BURST

*NOISES*

I SHUT THE VENUE DOWN
(IM SORRY THAT I KILLED YA FRIEND)
STOMP YOU OUT 
(SUCK MY FUCKIN DICK AGAIN)
I SHUT THE VENUE DOWN
(IM SORRY THAT I KILLED YA FRIEND)
STOMP YOU OUT

PUSSY POP WHEN IT FALL DOWN
PUSH POP IN THE WRONG TOWN
RING AROUND THE ROSY RUN ROUND
RUN RUN RUNNA RUN
PLAY GUNS FOR THE FUN
RUN RUN FROM THE GUN 
WHEN IT MAKE NOISE ITS SO FUN
RUN RUN WIT A GUN

WE FIGHTIN IN THE DRIVEWAY THEY CAN 
WAIT A MINUTE 
ILL COOK YOUR BODY SIDEWAYS 
AND STOMP YOU WHEN IM FINISHED 
BUST A KNUCKLE 
SHUT THE FRONT ROW DOWN
BLACK BOOTS ON YOUR SKULL 
I STOMP YOU OUT

*tommy ant chris and afourteen screaming*

AND MY CHEST HURTS FROM ALL THE 
SPRAY PAINT
AND IMMA CHEMICAL HEAD 
GOT MY BRAIN SAFE SPACE BRAIN LACED UH
AND MY CHEST HURTS FROM ALL THE SPRAY PAINT 
AND IMMA CHEMICAL HEAD CUZ MY HEAD HURTS UH

AND MY HEAD DONT WORK WELL ANYMORE GOT TOO MANY CHEMICALS IN IT 
KILL YOU IF YOU GET CLOSE COOKIN METH IN THE KITCHEN OKAY

CHEMICAL BRAIN IM OUT MY MEMBRANE 
CHEMICAL BRAIN AND IM GOING INSANE 

IM JACKIN OFF IN THE NURSES OFFICE 
IM FUCKING OFF IT HA
MY CHEST HURT FROM THE SPRAYPAINT
GOT ME TO COUGH IT UP
SAME BITCH ITS A DIFFERENT DAY 
MY FINGAS DOWN IN THE BUTT
NO STUNT DOUBLE MY BRAIN DOUBLE
WHEN IM OFF OF THE STUFF

KILL YOURSELF FAGGOT
THE MAGGOTS CRAWLIN OUT THE SPEAKERS 
WHEN YOU DOWN CAPPIN
HAHAHAH
IM DOWN RIGHT BRAGGIN
EVERYBODY WANNA CAP IT
WHEN IM OUT CAPPIN 
CUZ IM AT THE TOP

AND MY CHEST HURTS FROM ALL THE 
SPRAYPAINT
CUZ IMMA CHEMICAL BABY
MY CHEST HURTS FROM ALL THE
SPRAYPAINT
IMMA CHEMICAL BRAIN AND MY HEAD HURTS 

CHEMICAL BRAIN 
ASYLUM 
CHEMICAL BRAIN 
ASYLUM
CHEMICAL BRAIN 
ASYLUM
CHEMICAL BRAIN 
ASYLUM

CHEMICAL HEAD (PROD. TRIPLESIXDELETE)

FEATURING DNFJAY, EDDISON, AND FL.VCO
PRODUCED BY NAILS
ART BY SLIME DA GARBAGE MANE
MIXED BY DNFJAY

FUCK UPS FEAT. DNFJAY, EDDISON, FL.VCO (PROD. NAILS)

lyrics:
misunderstanding running rampant
i can see it in your eyes
vision tainted by the lies of every man
banana pie
so sweet and soft 
never enough
im left with crumbs, i have to buy
more of it to satisfy my craving 
climb a ladder

im on the edge
of the world
hang my feet off of the side
no one really wants to die alone
but some of us will try
for this life we dont apply
just appear one day for why?
cover up your pain get high enough
to spread your wings and fly

it’s okay to cry
my sweet banana pie
it’s okay to cry
my sweet banana 

yes i am strong deep inside
but i haven’t always known
guess it’s safe inside my home
and i despise this fucking phone

tell me act like i am grown
tell me care for what i own
if I’ve got to give it back to 
someone this life is a loan

this life is a loan
this life is a loan
this life is alone
honey chin up and be strong 
baby this life is alone

and you don’t need banana pie

banana pie (prod. tsuyunoshi)

Riot (Hollywood Undead) Slowed/Lowpitched

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

LIL DARKIE - THE GHOST AND THE SPIDER w/ SAVAGE GA$P

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