Name: COMPOSITION III IN RED, WHITE, AND BLACK - Lil Darkie by YUPPERDOODLE in GET UP AND GET MOVING
Duration: 3 min 30 s
Description: COMPOSITION III IN RED, WHITE, AND BLACK By: Lil Darkie

I keep coming back feeling like the beginning beat is changing when I keep listening every time

GET UP AND GET MOVING

BONG RIP

“Tome of Stars” is a 100 sonnet journey, equal parts art, therapy journal, and exorcism, both a celebration and an elegy, a single narrative arc tracing the birth and death of a relationship. All poetry by Stargazer. The verse and accompanying synthetic art and music are public domain, CC0, with no restrictions on use. Nothing is monetized. See below for links on how to access the print, PDF, audio, ePub, video, and music files. 
Website: https://www.tomeofstars.net/

“Anemochory”, from the botanical term for wind-borne seed dispersal, forms the fourth Item of “Tome of Stars” and serves as a metaphor for the poet’s most desolate phase. It consists of fifteen sonnets of emotional scattering, spiritual disorientation, and theological anguish.

“Axios-Anaxios Redux” explores a volatile intersection of idealized love, disillusionment, and enduring psychological damage. The poem opens by contrasting the awe once felt for the beloved with the corrosive reality of her later rejection. It suggests that the relationship was fueled less by mutual affection than by the poet’s worshipful adoration, which, when it diminished under emotional and circumstantial strain, revealed an underlying egocentrism in the beloved. The poem also implicates this turn in reigniting the speaker’s buried traumas, with the beloved’s final rejection resonating as deep existential condemnation. This is not just heartbreak, but it is the annihilation of worth at the hands of one once held sublime.

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Lyrics

Synapses sing for stars through tempest hail,
Your voice a hymn that rings cross neural seas.
Acidic truths burn memories that fail:
The love you shined warped to antipathy.

You craved the worship spilling from my soul,
That marveled at your glory and your grace.
But when I failed to properly extol,
Contempt carved grooves into your chang’ling face.

Your thunderclap transform wreaked agony,
As malice swelled old voices of my shame.
Fiends branded me with horrored harmony,
Condemned unworthy, outcast ever-named.

For in your scorn, I’m broken endlessly;
My Stargirl hated, hates, and shall hate me.

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Internet Archive
Book of sonnets:
https://archive.org/details/tome-of-stars/

Music:
Item 1, Anthesis: https://archive.org/details/Anthesis/
Item 2, Senescence: https://archive.org/details/senescence_tomeofstars
Item 3, Sporogenesis: https://archive.org/details/Sporogenesis_TomeOfStars/
Item 4, Anemochory: https://archive.org/details/Anemochory_TomeOfStars
Item 5, Quixotosis: https://archive.org/details/Quixotosis_TomeOfStars
Item 6, Scripture: https://archive.org/details/Scripture_TomeOfStars

Bandcamp:

Item 1, Anthesis: https://stargazer-elentirmo.bandcamp.com/album/anthesis-item-1-of-tome-of-stars
Item 2, Senescence: https://stargazer-elentirmo.bandcamp.com/album/senescence-item-2-of-tome-of-stars
Item 3, Sporogenesis: https://stargazer-elentirmo.bandcamp.com/album/sporogenesis-item-3-of-tome-of-stars
Item 4, Anemochory: https://stargazer-elentirmo.bandcamp.com/album/anemochory-item-4-of-tome-of-stars
Item 5, Quixotosis: https://stargazer-elentirmo.bandcamp.com/album/quixotosis-item-5-of-tome-of-stars
Item 6, Scripture: https://stargazer-elentirmo.bandcamp.com/album/scripture-item-6-of-tome-of-stars

Axios-Anaxios Redux

ALL WORK AND NO PLAY MAKES DARKIE A DULL BOY

LYRICS:

WHO THAT BOY WITH THE SHIT EATING GRIN ON HIS FACE
IN THE BACK OF THE CLASS DRAWING SHIT
SCREW THAT TOY IN HIS HAND DROPPED OFF MOMMA VAN
JOHNATHAN ALWAYS LOVE TO TALK SHIT
LIL DARKIE THROW A FIT
I DONT FIT
WITH THE KIDS
IMMA SPLIT 
EVERY BRAIN IN THIS BITCH
THAT I CAN

IT’S A DISEASE 
SOME ONE PLEASE
HELP ME OFF OF MY KNEES
BUT YOU CANT 
BUT YOU WONT
BUT YOU CANT

FUCK ALL YOU THEN 
I DONT CARE
ANYMORE
IM BEAR YOU A DEER
GOT YOUR PORES
LEAKING FEAR

KILL THE WHORES
SHEDING TEARS
IT’S ALL FAKE 
WHERE WERE THEY 
WHEN A LAKE OF MY BLOOD ON THE FLOOR
LET IT POUR I ADORE 

WHAT YOUVE DONE BY YOURSELF
GUN IN MY BACKPACK
DONE WITH YOUR HEALTH
I LET MY PISTOL RACK BACK  
BAP

PARENTS SCARED
GOT THE PARENTS SCARED
SHARING ARTICLES ON WHAT THEIR KID SHOULD WEAR
NOT HOW I GOT HERE
HOW I DO NOT CARE

SHARON’S HAIR IN A CLOT OF THE THOUGHTS 
TOLD THE BITCH BULLY ME POPPING SHOTS 
BETTER WATCH

YOUR BACK
I AM KARMA
I CAN HARM YA
IM A FARMER FOR YA SOULS
THE ALARM HAS GOTTEN PULLED

(SONG)
ILL BE ON MY WAY
ILL BE ON MY WAY
IN MY GRAVE
SEIZE THE DAY

RUN MY FADE (X4)

DEBTS BEEN PAYED
DEBTS BEEN PAYED
DEBTS BEEN PAYED

I CAN LEAVE
I CAN LEAVE 
FUCK THIS WORLD
THROW MY SHADE

WATCH ME HURL
AT MY BRAIN
EVERY NAME 
THAT YOU GAVE

IM IN PAIN
IM IN PAIN
GIVE ME FAME 
SAY MY NAME
MAKE NO CHANGE

SUN DAY
GONE PRAY
MONDAY RUN AWAY

GUN DAY
GUNPLAY
GUN ME
DONE AYE
DONE AWAY

MONDAY GUNDAY (PROD. WENDIGO)

SANTA (FEAT. LIL DARKIE X ROYALTY THE KIDD)

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

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

I AM ADDICTED TO GROOMING DOGS AND IM SICK OF IT

BLOOD MONEY

COMPOSITION III IN RED, WHITE, AND BLACK By: Lil Darkie

COMPOSITION III IN RED, WHITE, AND BLACK - Lil Darkie

i laughed the whole time i made this song. PROJECT MAY 18TH

DARKIE:
I’M TALKING OVER MYSELF (X4)

I AM ANGRY
I AM UPSET
I AM SURPRISED
NO ONE MADE THIS SONG YET

I ONLY LISTEN TO SONGS LIKE THIS
I’M SO MAD YOU CAN DRINK MY PISS NIGGA

AYE! REAL PUNKS KNOW WHAT THE FUCK GOING ON NIGGA!

I DRINK VERY LARGE AND I SMOKE VERY HUGE
BITCH I AM A PUNK
YOU CAN COME EAT MY PUBES

GOTH
IMMA DEMON
MY BITCH GOTH
DRINK MY SEMEN

DICK DICK DICK
IMMA TALK ABOUT DICK
BITCH SUCKING ON MY DICK
IN THE BACK OF THE MOSH PIT

OFF A PERC
OFF A BEAN
I LIKE SPRITE
WITH CODEINE IN IT

DRUG USE
DRUG USE
UNDERAGED DRUG USE

IRONY IRONY
WHAT THE FUCK IS IRONY?
I AM 45 AND THERE’S NOBODY THAT WILL HIRE ME!

DROP OUTTA SCHOOL AND MAKE NO MELODY MUSIC
PUT SOME DRUGS INSIDE YOUR BODY AND ABUSE IT
FUCK POLICE I AINT WIT NONE OF THAT BLUE SHIT
GOT A BEAT WITH BEEP BOOPS AND CHOOSE IT
ON THE MIC I HAVE A SPASM AND I LOSE IT
TALK ABOUT GUNS EVEN THO I DO NOT SHOOT SHIT
TALK ABOUT THE STREET BECAUSE I AM STUPID
I JUST WANNA DIE BUT I CAN'T TIE NOOSES

EVERYONE’S SONGS ALL SOUND THE SAME
BIGGA BONG BIGGA BANG BIGGA BIGGA BONG BANG
NIGGA HANG WIT ME OR YOU NOT PART OF OUR GANG
EVERYONE’S SONGS ALL SOUND THE SAME

MAN FUCK THAT 
FUCK THAT 
SUCK UP ON MY NUT SACK
BUTT CRACK
SMELL LIKE I JUST SHAT

BITCH IM SMOKING GAS IN MY CHAMBERS
LIKE I’M A FUCKING JEW

WENDIGO:
I’M A JEW AND I APPROVE THIS MESSAGE

FUCK YOU I AM VERY ANGRY AND SERIOUS (PROD. WENDIGO)

GRANDMA'S FREESTYLE w/BRUHMANEGOD & XANAKIN SKYWOK (PROD.megaTRONG)

this is a reupload of lil darkies song bong rip that he recently deleted, in no way am I taking credit for this song, just reuploading for the fans that would miss it 

lil darkie- BONG RIP (PROD Faded hippie/brahman)

PROD.SOLSA

LYRICS:
ima get older and tell everybody i rapped about killing and selling, a felon
tell my supporters that i was a shooter im flexing and totin the indian weapons
moved to la ima get a face that and then hope that the internet people get threatened
impressing and now im gon write me a bar about how ive been selling dope since i was seven
fuck rap
ill be me anyway
all the rap shit
get out of my face
think they move  
but they running in place
you got a gun
wont run a damn fade
damn
maybe i got an issue
no
the world to sensitive
i cant mention it
got couple things i cant say
cuz people bitch and shit

if i was you 
i wouldnt even say a word  
if you did what you talk about
then youd be in the dirt
if i did what you did then
id be questioning my worth
whats it really worth
when you capping for a verse 
huh? pussy

tradition is peer pressure
from the dead
looking forward to them niggas
who wan shoot me in the head
cuz im telling you these niggas
aint shit
and im upset
talking reckless online
with they feet up in a bed

all you niggas think you matter
but you dont
i grew up in a place where
you born and then you gone
all you niggas like food
so im feeding on your bones
i dont wanna hear you talk
so leave me the fuck alone

fuck these niggas
fuck a bitch
hit a lick
industry nigga shit

im into this into dick
half gay
ima hit my opps with a brick

im just a rapper
and i do rap things
i sell drugs sell guns
in the scene  


dl:
https://www116.zippyshare.com/v/5pGGivD2/file.html

Listen

FUCK RAP

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

THIS DOES NOT EXIST

THE PAINT WALKING

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!

TONSIL

I GOT YA MOMMA SUCKIN DICK IN HD THAT BITCH SHE HATE ME
PULL THE PISTOL OUT ITS GETTIN 
SPACEY ITS CRAZY

SHOOTIN BUCK SHOTS
THINK I GIVE A FUCK NOT
I DO NOT LOVE THOT
I JUST WANT THE BUTTOX

IN THE CATACOMBS WIT IT
SUCK MY DICK TILL I FINISH
BREAK THROUGH WALLS WIT MY DICK TIP

I DONT GIVE A FUCK BOUT WHAT YOU ON LIL BITCH PASS IT ON
THAT BOY SWEATING THROUGH THE FUCKIN ROOF HE POPPED AN ADDERALL
DOO DOO
CHOPPA BUSSIN AND IT BREAK YO ROOF TOO 

YOU A NOBODY POSTED UP ON BLUES CLUES
AND MY BOOT CONNECT TO KICKIN OUT THE BLUETOOTH
YOU KNOW NOBODY STOP CLAIMING YOU USED TOO
AND NOW HIS NOSE RUNNY RIGHT HOOK KNOCK HIS TOOTH LOOSE

LAME PEOPLE WIT A TWERP FUCK IT PASS AWAY
I NEED A BITCH TO SUCK MY DICK BEFORE I DIE TODAY
IM WITH A BITCH AND THEN SHE TWERK TILL SHE PASS OUT
SHOTTY BARREL PUT IT IN YOUR MOUTH

HE AINT STRAPPED UP WIT THAT TOOL YOU BETTER GET HIM THE FUCK OUT
SHAWTY IT GO BOOF
BODIES HIT THE GROUND
CLAIM YOU SMOKIN BOOF 
BUNK DOWN BY THE POUND 
AND I GOT SOME REAL KILLAS ON YA TURF NOW

ITS A 2V1 THAT BOY HE HAD NO FUN
I GOT MY SPIDERS IN THE BACK THEY POP THE CHOP FOR SUM 
AYE GO AND POP THE TRUNK FOR SON
WE PUT HIM IN THE BACK LOADING UP THE BULLETS THEN WE SHOOT UP THE WHOLE COLTASACK

FOR REAL MY POCKETS DEEP FOR REAL
I POINT THAT LAZER AT HIS LIVER
WATCH HIS BODY SPILL OUT CHILL OUT

fuck

TONSIL (PROD. DLTZK)

hopeless fountain kingdom (Deluxe)

GOOD MOURNING! - Lil Darkie

using this account again

nobody i follow is me

COMPOSITION III IN RED, WHITE, AND BLACK - Lil Darkie

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