Darkie go Hard

Choke

Fuckin bangers II

lit asf 6

MUKBANG Prod. Trashy)

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Lyrics:
i’m poppin shots in the mosh pit
rock out then i dip 
i drop a glock in my sock quick
pop out w my clique 
you walkin odd, you get stomped quick 
panoramic shit 
i brought my stock, i’ll knock you off w .223 banana clips 
i’m lockin jaws, i’m an oddity 
promise y’all, ain’t no stoppin me 
call me god, ima prodigy 
i got models that follow me 
from beyond, an anomaly 
bitches like when i’m toxic 
told her gobble me audibly 
then i’m back in my coffin 

they call me god of death 
i go beyond my flesh 
if i could start the car then i could cause a wreck 
i never saw an exit, i define pperplexing
i decline the sex so i can start the reckoning 

you could try to run from rezzy, you ain’t gettin very far 
that audemar that cost some bands, i bet i leave here witcha arm 
you bought some armor, i’m impressed but it won’t beat my fuckin knife 
i leave him rotten, outta breath
i bet i leave here witcha life 
aight

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The Forever Story

Crack Sandwich

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FACESPLIT [PROD. BIV]

prod. by kyrigo

LYRICS

Been about it
They bent the truth 
I’ve been bounded by dense abuse 
I’m surrounded by friends
But few of them know of my debts 
I choose to hold my hopes up
I like the suspense 
Never fold up
My intent was to glow up at your expense 
Still tipping, I’m gripping the rhythm 
Re-living the wickedness   
Still having hard times 
Need all the focus on this shit 
I cannot afford to do all of this part time 
Bitch, I am finding the times do get rough 
But I try to construct a divine use of drugs 
In my mind, run amok on the grind 
I could ride through the rush in the cut 
The fuck? 
Yeah, you got hustle 
But your music sucks 
Yeah, I might struggle 
But I won’t give up 
Need a bitch with a nice bubble butt 
Subtle, but evident
So I could cuddle up and that’s a preference 
Preface this trouble by bursting your bubble
On purpose
I’ll humble you serpents who scuffle
Certainly coupled these words
With a couplet to earn what I covet 
Busted, never mind, fuck it 
I’m disgusted, every line crushes 
Like the grudges 
I’ve been flushing all these drugs quick 
Can’t function with your dumb shit 
Been bunched in with these fuckheads 
I’m always sad, I’ve become stressed 
So tragic, I must sketch  
And rap till I’m struck dead

Time is my ally
Time is my enemy 
Time and time again 
I always tend to forget these things 
All this for the better things 
See what the weather brings 
Like depression 
Pressure and static gets oh so dramatic 

Time is my ally
Time is my enemy 
Time and time again 
I always tend to forget these things 
All this for the better things 
See what the weather brings 
Like depression 
Pressure and static gets oh so dramatic 

Fall on the floor, my heart is torn 
Belong in an ill asylum 
Still beside victims 
I’m feeling violent 
Psilocybin, I feel ignited 
With the diction, instilled through silence 
Don’t make a difference what anyone thinks 
On a mission to fulfill the love that I link 
Sync both the beat and the lyrics 
I dream of a spirit, it seems 
It appears to be weird, yeah I fear it 
I hear it at night 
But I cannot decide 
Try to go sink in these drugs 
Like a deadbeat 
Just let me descend, leave already 
Heavy hearted artist 
Definitely hard 
Ever seemed departed 
Wretched and charred, a target  
I’m destined to starve
And resent the catharsis 
I’ll harvest new hope   
Harping on karma, self harming my soul 
So I have armored my ardor 
To sparkle these flows 
Does it all startle the hoes? 
When I start to expose 
All of the awful
And hostile old comments they wrote 
On the flows hot as tropical coasts 
I’m a chronic impulsive 
Won’t ponder your bullshit 
No time to oppose it, I must stay focused 

Time is my ally
Time is my enemy 
Time and time again 
I always tend to forget these things 
All this for the better things 
See what the weather brings 
Like depression 
Pressure and static gets oh so dramatic 

Time is my ally
Time is my enemy 
Time and time again 
I always tend to forget these things 
All this for the better things 
See what the weather brings 
Like depression 
Pressure and static gets oh so dramatic

AGAINST THE CLØCK

Atxmic-Bxmb.

Jungle Puppy

Prod. TuMaggz

LYRICS:

(Tumaggz)
Fuck a backwood
Nigga smoke an Optimo
Fuck dat trash hood rat
Go find anotha hoe
Fuck this rap clout shit
Go set some other goals
I keep smoke in my lungs
Like I’m burning coals
My choppa x-ray niggas
Like I’m digging holes
Like a stripper in this bitch
The way I’m clutching poles
I might crash dis fuckin plane
In the south pole
Better yet I’m hopping off bitch
Geronimo
The way I’m moving's like I’m flying
You stuck in a boat
Watch your mouth with your rebuttal
Or I’ll slit your throat 
I can see em saying
Maggz you the fucking goat
I’m just tryna feed my family
Y’all just do the most
But who’s the realest in the room
I’d like a toast
Fortunate for my role up in this
Manufactured talent show
Always biting on my tongue
Jits ain’t hard to roast
Really just some posers
Found some courage in a holster
Y’all so pussy and it’s showing 
How much longer can you hold it
Talking bout that pendulum you swinging
Crafty lil vultures
Y’all so ordinary guess that momma  told you that you special now you live with a disorder but homie I don’t smell roses I smell shit

(Blckbrd)
Brd to the game like a Derrick to Oil 
I’m in it deep edgar crow from the dirt, from the soil 
If a muhfucka lurkin forearm flex against recoil 
Best to only keep acquaintances no muhfuckas loyal 
Mortal coil shuffle life hit you hard enough that you spit snot 
When you up beggin god that a muhfucka don’t get shot 
Henny bottle corkin the devil with which you lip locked
Gripping on a thread while your closest homies all grip glocks 
Swooshes every photo 
Black peacoat like Yamamoto 
Holdup, Blckbrd in yo sink
I am the clink in yo disposal
Brd lay low like a Komodo
Fork that slither in the sand 
Cracked the eggs and now the omelette getting bigger than the pan 
Lock the door and peek out a single blind at the sirens 
Another attempted murder right round the corner from Wildfin 
Stumble by the mirror relearn how crooked my smile is 
By temperature surprised how alike me and the tile is 
Four conflicting voices like the Wurzel 
I’m frozen I don’t show up on a muhfuckin thermal 
That ice is gettin thin if I was you I would be careful 
This shit can suffocate if you was me you would be purple

TuMaggz x Blckbrd - OPTIMO

prod. @hyperverda

LYRICS:

I create, now we getting paid,
Think I need a raise,
Who been selling out,
Next to nothing, what’s the going rate?
Know you’re fake,
Messing with the legend, now you know your fate,
Minutes turn to hours, got the power to obliterate, bitch

What you feeling when you look into my eyes?
You a stupid motherfucker so it’s hard to empathize,
Bearded Legend on the rise,
All my winnings multiply,
They been telling me I’m chosen,
I’m patrolling all the skies,
Whizzing by, Mach 5,
I’ll be breaking through the barriers,
Don’t want you on my team ‘cause I ain’t boutta fucking carry ya,
Try to reach my level but you gotta fucking train,
No more talking, get to walking, learn to lose before you gain, bitch

I create, now we getting paid,
Think I need a raise,
Who been selling out,
Next to nothing, what’s the going rate?
Know you’re fake,
Messing with the legend, now you know your fate,
Minutes turn to hours, got the power to obliterate, bitch

OBLITERATE (PROD. HYPERVERDA)

I get bored of music sometimes because everybody else sucks!

A GHETTO CHRISTMAS CAROL Prod. RONNY J

GODZILLA WALKING
GOT ZILLA BUMPING BLUE TOOTH

STOMP
ON HIS JAW 
IF HE SELL ME SOMETHING TOO BOOF

SO MAD TRIGGA HAPPY
BITCHING YOU A WHOLE GOOF

NOMAD NIGGA
WALK AROUND I’M KEEPING NO ROOF

NO NAME
NIGGAS ALWAYS BLOW THEY SELF LIKE COBAIN

NO SHAME
DETESTABLE YOU FLEXIBLE LIKE LO-MEIN

GO BRAIN
FLY AWAY GET HIGHER THEN THE LOW PAIN

PROPANE
BLOWING UP YOU SLOWING UP SEE NO FAME

BITCH IM BUSY
TO BUSY TO FUCK AROUND

HEY, HIT THAT STIZZY BITCH
ASKING ABOUT MY POUND, NAH

MIGHT GO MISSIN
MY MISSION IS TO BE FREE

AND ALL YOU NIGGAS 
AINT CONTROLLING WHAT I BE


THAT BITCH GOT HIIIIGH FROM DRINKING MY PISS
I MIGHT FLYYYY AWAAAY I AINT THINKING OF KIDS 
YET MOM
WET BONG RIPPING
AINT SIPPIN ON TECH
AC, YACK
BACKWOODS
BUT I GOT FRONTO ON DECK
BLACK PACK

SAC TOWN SACK UP IN MY BACKPACK
BLACK MACK
LIABLE TO RACK BACK
IF I SEE THAT HACK LACK 

HIT HIM WITH THAT RA RA
RIGHT INSIDE HIS CAR CAR
SITTING ON THE TAR TAR
FLOATING WHERE THE STARS FAR

BITCH IM BUSY
TO BUSY TO FUCK ABOUT
JEALOUS ASS KID HE
KEEP TRYING TO BLOCK MY ROUTE
MY PER-SPECTIVE AFFECTIVE
AT SPOTTING BULLSHIT
YOU DE-FECTIVE OBJECTIVE IS 
LET THE FULL CLIP

DUMP 
LIKE A DOOKIE
HE KNEW ME AND NOW HE DO NOT
HUMP ON HIS GROUPIES
THEY COOCHIES AND NUMBER TWO SPOTS
CLUMP MY FEELING IM PEAKING OFF T-TWO TABS
THUMP MY CEILING IT PEELING LIKE IT’S A NEW SCAB

(1:38)

TRUST NONE NO ONE HURT ME NO MORE
I FUCK WITH EM FROM THE RICH TO THE POOR
FLAT EARTH, ALL TURF F-FROM POLE TO POLE
DONT DRINK FROM THE TAP THEY TAPPIN YOUR SOUL

I WORK HARDER THAN THE PRESIDENT
SAVE THE ELEPHANTS
DISRESPECT AND IMMA HIT YA SET A PRECEDENT 

LISTEN TO ME IM THE REVERENT
MY DECREE WILL NEVER END
I BELIEVE THESE TRUTHS ARE SELF EVIDENT
HEAVEN SENT

ALL HAAAAIL SATAN AND SHIT
ON THE TV SEE ME DEBATING A BITCH
AS IF OUR MOVES AREN’T SCRIPTED AND WRIT
BY THE SAME MOTHER FUCKERS OWN YO DNA BITS

BITCH IM BUSY
TO BUSY LEADING THE FREE WORLD

WHAT ABOUT THE REST OF IT?
MAKE IT INTO A SEA WORLD!

LESS OF IT FOR FAUNA
LIKE LLAMAS ALL THE WEE SQUIRRELS

GIVE IT TO OSAMA 
THE BOMBER AT FREEDOM WE HURL

POSTED IN THE DVRK (PROD. WENDIGO)

(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)

ORDER: CUBENSIS, SOLSA, WENDIGO x3 
LYRICS:
MY GOD IS REALER THAN YOURS!
HE SAYS WHAT I IS DO IS RIGHT
THAT I SHOULD FIGHT IF HEAVEN POURS!
I AM VERY VERY SORRY
MY APOLOGIES
FOR COMING OFF SO HARSHLY

IMPART ME
SECOND CHANCE
SO I CAN DANCE THE WAY YOU WANT ME
YOU NAZI

GOT ME!
TAKE A LOT MORE THAN THAT TO TOP ME
SOFT AINT WHAT IM MADE OF
YOURE THE ONE ACTING LIKE ADOLF
COCKY

WAY THAT YOU GOOSE STEPPING
WAY THAT YOU LOOSE LIPPING
TALKING BOUT WHO TRIPPING
TALKING BOUT WHO TO SHOVE UNDER THE BUS
AND WHO ALL OF US TRUST THAT WE SHOULDNT 
THIS JUST IN
LIL DARKIE IS RACIST
SPREADING THE MESSAGE OF SATAN WITH FACES
BLACKER THAN ANY OF US PROLLY ARE
BUT IM STILL OFFENDED CUZ IM A RETARD

HE TRYNA BE HARD
WE TRYNA BE SAFE
BY MAKING IT HARD
FOR YOU TO CREATE
NIGGAS THAT HEARD OF ME FIGHT AND DEBATE
I DONT DESERVE NOT ONE WORD OF THE HATE

MIND CONTROL
MY THOUGHTS ARE MINE TO HOLD
DOWN IN MY SPINAL CORD
BITCH THIS AINT MY FINAL FORM

I GOT NO TIME FOR YOU PUPPETS
TAKE YO OPINION AND SHOVE IT
I KEEP MY SPIRIT ABOVE IT
IM TAKING CRITICISM IF IT ISNT IGNORANT
IM NOT CONCERNED WITH FITTING IT HIT IT DIFFERENT
IM A CARTOON
BUT NIGGAS DOING MORE PRETENDING THAN ME
BITCHES ACT OFFENDED GET BANNED ON IG
YOU DONT GOTTA BE A HATER YOU DONT LIKE ME
WHY I KEEP A GRIN ON MY FACE ON MY TEETH

ALL THESE NIGGAS MAD THEY AINT EATING LIKE CONCENTRATION CAMPS
CUT YOURSELF ESCAPING FROM LEAVING OVER THE NATION FENCE
MOST THESE NIGGAS FAKING NOT WORKING IM PUTTING THEM ASIDE
SMOKE UNTIL THERE’S NOTHING REMAINING I CALL IT GENOCIDE

PHONY ASS NIGGAS PLOTTING WOAH
FRUITY NIGGAS ACTING ROTTEN, SO
ON YO SHIT NIGGA YOU NOT BEEN, HOE
I AINT EVEN THINK OF STOPPING, THO

-

IMMA FUCK AROUND AND TIMMY TURNER TO THE TIPPY TOP
I WONDER IF THESE NIGGAS REALLY GRIP THESE GLOCKS, TRIPPIN 
ACID LIPPING FLACID DICKING TIL SHE GIMME TOP UH HUH

SKIPPING TO THE STORE I GOT A RED HOOD ON
SALVIA WE RIPPING OUT A TEN FOOT BONG

THERES A BITCH INSIDE MY HOUSE SHE KEEP ON SAYING SHE IN PAIN
YEAH SHES SITTING ON MY COUCH WITH BURNING NEEDLES IN HER BRAIN
DIVINORUM IN HER VEINS

GUESS SHE WAS ON LEXAPRO
THE COMBO MADE HER GO INSANE

SHE FEEL CALMER ON COCAINE
(TRUE STORY)
DONT RAP FOR FAME
(TOO WHOREY)
BITCH WHATCHU SAYIN IM SUPER SAIYAN YOU SUPER PLAIN
(ROOT FOR ME)

I TAKE MY PAIN 
MAKE THE MUSIC
PLANT A BOMB
CANT DEFUSE IT
I AM CALM 
I AM LUCID
THEY BETTING ON
THAT HE LOSE IT
NEVER HAD IT TO START WITH

BREAK YOU LIKE USING GUITAR PICK
CONSTIPATED ALWAYS MAKING THAT HARD SHIT
CONTEMPLATED TAKING NIGGAS REAL FAR SHIT
THINGS HAPPEN NIGGAS SWITCH YOU EVOLVE WITH

TIME MOVING
RHYME SMOOTH AND
STAY FOCUSED YOU WILL SHINE THREW SIN
STREET TACOS GET SOME DIMES
WHOS IN
KNOW A NIGGA THEW THE
LIME JUICE IN

I KNOW HOW TO LIVE
I KNOW HOW TO DIE TOO
YOU COULD JUMP OFF A BUILDING
EAT MUSHROOM FOR HEALING
PUT ACID IN YOUR EYES TOO

IMMA FUCK AROUND AND TIMMY TURNER TO THE TIPPY TOP
I WONDER IF THESE NIGGAS REALLY GRIP THESE GLOCKS TRIPPIN 
ACID LIPPING FLACID DICKING TIL SHE GIMME TOP
WHIPPING UP MY VISIONS HUMANS LISTEN TO THE SHIT I DROP

-

WHAT GOES AROUND COMES AROUND
GOES AROUND COMES AROUND
GOES AROUND COME BACK TO YOU
MY MOMMA TOLD ME THAT WAS TRUE
PEOPLE REMEMBER LIKE ELEPHANTS DO

PEOPLE FORGET ALL THE ELEMENTS TOOOO
LIVING AND BREATHING SUCCEEDING AT MUSIC
AT LEADING THE CREW WITH A PASSION THESE NIGGAS AINT MOVE 
CUZ THEY CRASHING AND TALENT THEY RATIONING

ILL GET A BAT I MIGHT BASH HIM IN
GRIPPING A BLADE AND IM SLASHING HIM 
HAPPEN TO YOU
I PULL UP ON EM NO MASKING IM
SMOKING THAT DOPE UP IN LASSEN
WITH DRAIN THE SWAMP BLASTING IM COO

IM ON THE BEACH UP IN TAHOE
PACKING THAT THC INSIDE A RAW CONE
ILL BE HAPPY WHEN IT’S ALL GONE
MARY JANE ANSWER WHENEVER SHE CALLED ON

I HAD TO FALL DOWN IM SMOKING TOO MUCH
FOLD UP A POST IT IM SMOKING A BLUE CRUTCH
I DO NOT DO DUTCH I DONT DO BACKWOODS
GRABBA LEAF ONLY TOBACCO THAT SMACK GOOD

I FUCKED THAT BITCH IN THE SAFEWAY
7:00 AM AND IM HAVING A GREAT DAY
IM PUTTING ON WEIGHT LIKE IM TAY-K
ANIME RAPPER YOU SOUND LIKE A BEYBLADE

(SORRY)

GENOCIDE (PROD. WENDIGO/LiL CUBENSiS/SOLSA)

SOME INDIAN COUNTRY MUSIC FOR YOU

LYRICS:

KALI MA
SHE COME AROUND NOW
DANCE ON A NIGGA LIKE THE GROUND DOWNTOWN

YOU A SOUND CLOWN

ON THE SOUND CLOUD
ACTING LIKE YOU FOUND OUT
JUST NOW
AINT NOBODY CARE ABOUT YOU
LET IT PULL THE HAIR UP OUT YOU
LET IT SCARE YOU TERROR BOUT TO
RUN IT

OH YOU DONE IT NOW 
I BE GUNNING FOR THE SUMMIT

ALL MY BOYS 
FILLED WITH PASSION FILLED WITH CUNNING

ALL YO BOYS
GET TO DASHING GET TO RUNNING


I WILL LICK UP ALL OF YOUR BLOOD
I WILL STICK YOUR BODY IN THE MUD
NIGGA AINT AKIN TO TALKING IF IT AINT OVER SOME BUD
NIGGA SAY HE SMOKING MID TO ME HE SMOKING DUD

I TRY AND BIDE MY TIME
PUSSY NIGGAS CAN’T EVEN WRITE MY RHYMES

IN THE GRIME EVERYDAY
WITH MY SLIMES AND WE PLAY NO GAMES
WITH YOU LAMES
AINT THE SAME 
LIKE YIN AND YANG
BETWEEN THE SIN AND FAME
A LOT OF NIGGAS LOSE THEY MINDS
BITCH BRING IT THAN 
I GOT A THICKER FUCKING SPINE

FOR THE BULLSHIT
KEEP A FULL CLIP OF THE RHYMES
OLD SCHOOL SHIT
DANCING ON A HUMAN
PRANCING TO THE TUNE OF NIGGAS LOSING IT
BOOZING AND WE CRUISING 
TURN TO EVERYONE AYE WHO’S IN?
MOVING SO CONFUSING

UNBORN CHILDREN OF THE WORLD
WE AINT SHIT, UH
THERE AINT NOTHING LEFT BUT THE FIRE AND THE GRIT
BREATH GET ME HIGHER WHEN IT’S LIT
LIKE A JOINT OR A BLUNT PUNCH A CUNT IN THE PIT
WHATCHU WANT THROW A FIT
YOU COULD GET IT OR GET WETTED UP FOR SAID IT
LIKE A BITCH
PUSSY LIPS

HEAR EM FLAPPING IN THE WIND

CAPPING TO YOUR FRIENDS

WRITING RAPPING WITH A PEN,
OR YOU RAPPING IN THE PEN?

IT DONT MATTER WHERE YOU BEEN

IM BECOME DEATH, DESTROYER OF WORLDS
CHAOS IT GALLOPS IT FLIPS AND IT TWIRLS

DEMONS IN MY HEAD ALL NIGHT YEAH
HELLA MEN FELL INTO MY JAWS THAT BORE
SCREAMING I AM DEAD ILL BITE YA
SKELETON PRESSING ON MY CLOSET DOOR
DEVILS IN MY HEAD ALL NIGHT YUH

ALL OF THEM GOT ME SEEING RED WHAT FOR
SEVERAL OF EM HAD MY LIFE YUH
SKELETONS FALLING OUT MY CLOSET DOOR
IMMA HAVE TO BUY SOME ROPE
 IMMA HAVE TO BUY SOME STRAPS
KEEP THE SKELETONS STACKED
IMMA HAVE TO BUY SOME DOPE
IMMA HAVE TO BUY SOME HOPE NOT A LETTER MAN JACK
ILL ATTACK ANY MEMORY 
THAT SETTING ME BACK

KALI MA
SHE COME AROUND NOW
DANCE ON A NIGGA LIKE THE GROUND DOWNTOWN
LOUD SOUNDS IN MY HEAD WHEN HER FEET HIT ME
STEPPING LIKE A WEAPON FROM THE GODS GET BEAT

KALI MA
SHE COME AROUND NOW
DANCE ON A NIGGA LIKE THE GROUND DOWNTOWN
LOUD SOUNDS IN MY HEAD WHEN LIL SHAWDY MAKE CONTACT
POUND ON MY DEAD BEAT BODY YEAH I WANT THAT

-

KALI MA!

KALI MA WITH A JET BLACK FACE
TAKE A LOLLYPOP BEFORE I END YOUR RACE

YOU GET STEPPED ON
BY A NIGGA SLEPT ON
HOE YOU A SMALL ASS NIGGA LIKE A LEPTON

TIGER YOU GET LEPT ON
ONLY HIT A WET BONG
PUSSY NIGGA GET GONE
PUSSY NIGGA WIPE OUT
LIKE WAX ON THEN WAX OFF
MY PIPE OUT 
YO WIFE SHOUT
KALI MA GRINNING SHE SWINGING HER KNIFE ROUND
SINGING BOUT

RACE IS FAKE AND ALL THESE NIGGAS PRETENDING 
RACIST NIGGAS NOT THE ONES IM BEFRIENDING
RACIST NIGGAS ONLY ONES I’M OFFENDING
FACE ME TELL ME I AM SOME THING UNENDING

KALI MA WITH THE JET BLACK SKIN
KALI MA!
GODDESS OF DARKNESS
KALI MA!
TAKE YOUR HEART OUT KALI MA
PLAY WITCHU LIKE VOLLEY BALL

IMMA
GO AND SMOKE SOME FLORA WITH THE FAUNA
TRYNA
TURN THAT SHIT UP SIDE DOWN?

YES I WANNA
MARRY MARIJUANA (MARRY WANNA) MARRY ME
CUZ I BE ON HER
BARELY DAWN IM VERY GONE
AND EATING AT MC DONALDS

BIG MAC GOT A BIG CLIP AIMING AT RONALD

EAT YOUR VEGGIES PLEASE!
EAT WHAT THE FUCK IS ON YOUR PLATE
BITCH YOU BUMPING GARBAGE
BECAUSE YOU ARE WHAT YOU ATE
I BE CAUSING CARNAGE
FOR VEGETABLES ON MY PLATES

INFLEXIBLE 
CONSTIPATED ON THE SHITTIER
PARK DOING YOGA 
YOU AT HOME BARKING ON TWITTER

SOUNDING LIKE YOU BITTER
YOU SHOULD PRAY TO PROLLY GOD?
I BE IN MY CHAMBERS CANDLELIT
WITH KALI MA

AND SHE REMIND ME OF MYSELF
I KNOW ALL OF YALL
KEEP YA HITS BELOW THE BELT
BUT SHE GOT ARMS THAT FALL 
AND CATCH A KICK BEFORE IT HIT
OH KALI MA
COULD PUT A NIGGA IN A DITCH

KALI MA! (FT. BRAHMAN) (PROD. WENDIGO/CRMSYN)

@lildvrkie
@wendigowendigo

2:21 - Part 2/3

KILL ALL HUMANS

LIL DARKIE - KILL ALL HUMANS ALL PARTS [1, 2/3] (PROD. WENDIGO)

https://open.spotify.com/track/6Pn2ZE4HoRDsqRmTW3E6xM?si=PhMBWA7bRI2eogqv1r2MwA
https://music.apple.com/ca/album/outcast-single/1493974572
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Yury - Outcast (prod. Yury)

official visualizer: https://youtu.be/-0hYi4bzsYM
prod: @adjacen7
mixed and mastered: @necrocorpse

lyrics: 
open season on you peons
load in three you know the reason
known to leave em leakin bleeding
you might think he lost a liter 
ima genius with the speech 
i make her leak like aquafina 
i might be in italy the way i make em lean like pisa 
she a diva

rich dicktip kid 
ladies love it when i hip fire
spit sick shit
she gon buss it til that bitch tired 
run around the block 
i bring it back just like an oldie
got my gun i tote them glocks 
i brought that mac ain’t no "aroni" 
hoe you phony with the love so bitch quit liking my pictures 
boy you 40 with no job 
you can’t even talk without snitching 
ima god amongst you men so when you beg for forgiveness 
just know these hollows heavensent 
thy will be done with no witness 
i’ll give em stitches

THE CLASH AT DEMONHEAD

quiet as a dead friend [prod. adjacen7]

https://music.apple.com/us/album/branded-single/1499170899
https://open.spotify.com/track/7BAf4jhkXcnLF5mm8B6u8K?si=nDEvtJnvRZCTKue1m9XLBQ
https://lnkfi.re/branded

Yury - Branded (prod. Yury)

http://open.spotify.com/album/2S6l7Wt6pSolTAoFJ1YXiZ

https://lnkfi.re/yury-purpose

Yury - Purpose (prod. Yury)

Yury - Get Going (prod. Yury)

cover art: @gvzzvh
mixed by: @kidmangx

i could be the one to rain pain with the metal 
i could be the one to lift, aim take his head off 
i could be the one to maintain never fell off 
hit the mainstage but the game ain’t on my level 
run my fuckin fade or keep it movin
i keep several blades on me like krueger 
got a couple baddies i could do 
you should probably keep your babe off my to-do list 

i could be the one they fear as they running 
i can see the blood. it spills from yo stomach 
i don’t really wanna kill but i’m gonna 
hear the buckshot why the fuck not better run it 
better duck cops i could not stop if i wanted 
hear the gunshots or the knock knock 
either one’ll get ya son popped 
get em one shot 
get a gun and get a punk shot 
getcha gun cocked cuz i’m comin 

and i don’t stop the gunnin 
i could bring the drum like punk rock
it’s nothin 
i can hear the thump from dumb choppas summoned 
better duck down but not now 
time to punish
getcha lung pounded out
round town i’m huntin 
getcha run down in downtown 
god i love it when the gun sound 
it’s bout time i bring the thunder 
shoot enough rounds
and now clowns found in gutters 

twin ks couple blades
hanging from my waist 
i maim then lay low for a couple days 
niggas tryna bang for fame 
rings all on my fingers 
keep them dracos keep them razors 
keep them lames up in my basement prayin they don’t get dismantled