(some shit that would otherwise never leave the vault so fuck it lol)

wastemytime (prod. wendigo)

10,000 gecs

if i die tmr (Prod. SuFoLives)

WASSUP

Just Another Day (ft. Jprice)

High Tolerance

Relevant

and you can go with me.

lyrics:
i don't even think they understand
my mama played bob marley, my mama, huh, my, my mama
ayy
ha, let's get it
mmm, mmm, mmm
get it
yuh

my mama played bob marley, my mama knew how to party
i'm a beast on the beat, i might bust on repeat in your 'ville
we on the street and we kill
we the people on pills and the reefer
hangin' on key for incels, i can't let them give me hell
i can get down, i can get down underground
i'm on a pound of the sound
louder than shit, you got your blood on my fit
i don't care, i can't see it
i am too lit, lit, lit like a candle
little hard to handle
you say you a lion but you really just a dandel
you got no feet on the floor
that's why i'm fuckin' your hoe
she liked it though
all of us people with feelings
all of us people with dealings in death
all of us people, we get down
all of us people, we movin' our breath
weekday, up to my neck in a shift
get home, i gotta spit what i writ'
lay down, i got that blunt and it's split
i wish, i could forget about this
shit

get yo' back up off the wall (yuh)
get yo' back up off the wall (ayy, ayy, ayy)
get yo' back up off the wall, ayy (yuh)
get yo' back up off the wall (yuh, yuh)
get yo' back up off the wall (ayy, ayy)
get yo' back up off the wall (off the wall)
get yo' back up off the wall (yuh, yuh, yuh)
get yo' back up off the wall, ayy (ayy)

get yo' back up off that wall (ayy-ayy)
too many kids talk shit, no balls (yuh-yuh)
when we get down, we do not fall (ayo)
when we get down we one and all (ayy, ayy, ayy)
ayy, ayy, ayy

if you got feet, i want you to move
if you got soles, i want you to show em, okay, there's too much of this bullshit, people standing up on the fucking wall, they got no feet, nigga, just get on the fuckin floor--
ayy, ayy, ayy
yuh
uh
yuh, ayy
ayy, ayy, ayy
uh, yuh
huh, wait, wait, wait, wait

yeah
yeah, i can get down
i can get down on a pound of the sound
and i deal it, fillin' my spirit
i know you hear it, i just might sear it
burn

but i can get down,

lyrics:
fucking having a "broken bike," oh, shut up!
who put me in the same room as this faggot?
hi! welcome! the first song is gonna be a note from the author to himself, and after that, it's gonna--not be that

hey everyone, this is lil darkie! just checking in to remind you to keep all hands, arms, feet, and legs inside your thoughts at all times, okay dears?

i feel like i am jim carrey
the mask i wear is scary, ooh, uh
hand on the cream like berry
i licked the bitch like mary (*licks*)
yeah tha--yeah that's me
if you can't even rap, stop yapping
you switching up, you capping
talking--talking shit
you got nobody to share
all of your hate with
who care
throw a--throw a fit
i don't care one bit
but i couldn't, wouldn't, won't, cause you a bitch
i just wonder how long it would take for you to die
hanging higher than you've ever been on any line
fine
him dead on the road, tec-9
put it through the head he used to hear my rhymes
i hope
pussy you a fucking fraud
pussy boy i pray to god
(kill--kill yours--)
i've been making enemies, head of bees on my neck
i be buzzing, i be cussing and busting a fucking tec

yeah they be talking that shit but i don't give a fuck i throw no hands in public
you wanna run up and hit and get hit with the bucket then buck it right on the subject
i am the voice in your head that you don't wanna hear but you just gotta learn to love it
i am the hand on the gat that be itching to blow on the sheriffs if i ain't above it
i got a bit of the weed
i got a bit of the wad
you got a bit of the seed
you got a bit of the talk
serving a bit of the rock
that was a cap
pussy you fronting a lot
pussy you front on the gram
you not a man
you is a rat and a prick
you gotta cap for a dip
pussy you banned
pussy you renting them cars
pussy you buying them bars
barely a guy
nigga you barely alive
nigga hop outta my line
i see you lurking
i see you peeping my shit
i see you weeping a bit
i'm out of town
sorry the boy ain't around
i'm gonna lay with the pound, yuh
that's the way i like it, soon as i switch which lanes
i would swing a young darkie like i switched up brains
i got water in my body, i am poor, i reign
i got slaughter in my blood, i am so insane
taught our apes that all doubt me i'm a monkey say it proudly
woo!

it's a zoo back home
wish i drew that chrome
put 'em down when i had the chance
make it look like happenstance
cops will do a tapping dance
and opps will get a crap in pants
i'm a wraith
i'm feeling darker, cannot concentrate
i am hate
i wanna park and hit you in your face
feel the bass
i'm smoking heavy blunt is always laced
run the raids
but no one know if darkie caught a case
fuck you, g
you nigga bitches niggas ain't for me
tainting me
i can't believe these kids are painting me and
drawing me
i don't know what they might have saw in me
a ball of meat
i throw 'em out until it's perfect bro
worth it though
they not around when i am hurting more
i don't care
that's why i choose to go delete my hair
and now they staring at me like i mattered all along to them
i'm your friend
i'm Lil Darkie, it's your life i'll end

it's your life i'll end
it's your life i'll end
it's your life i'll end
it's your life i'll end
it's your life i'll end
it's your life i'll end
it's your life i'll end
it's your life i'll e-

i wanted to kill myself,

lyrics:
[lil darkie]
i wanted to die and then i bought some vivienne
bitch on the adderall, snorting some ritalin
look at the state of the home i be living in
hoes on the floor and they twerkin and jigglin (ji- ji- jigglin)
i sell the percocet, i am the middle man
smokin a swisher that shit it be ticklin
grabbin' and smackin'
harder than palm of my hand on her backend (ba- ba- backend)
feelin' my penis
she call me the meanest
wipin' up a nigga like cleanex
up up, make her wonder where my peen is
no my lady you ain't ever seen this
[?] perc, chests are [?] in, smackin' 'em
i ain't really likin' 'em
might get em (drop dead)
i ain't never listen to what the cops said
not fed, enough said

[eddison]
yeah, my dick oh so hard
my dick oh so hard
i [?], she suck hard
she suck hard, yuh yuh
i be [?]
all my niggas smoke sherm (ooh ooh)
y'all pussy niggas, still inside the [?]
pussy nigga, we ain't never heard of you
[?], we finna shoot at you

[cxrpse]
i'm in the crib and i shoot at you
my nigga, who is you?
i shoot a christian and a buddhist too
drinkin' her booty juice
i kill a nigga with fent and now they accusing you
i kill a jewish dude
selling my xan, he od
not a family is losing you
that shit confusing dude
i grab a bitch by the neck, it's like i'm abusing you
uh, carry a glock with the laser
i'm cuttin' up [?], with the razor
uh, planting some crack in that paper
she smokin' now, this nigga turn into vapor (i shoot niggas)
uh, i am the culprit, the caper
i cut up her xan and she ain't like the flavor
uh, she think i cut it, i laced her, i did
i steal her purse and i cop me a viv (vivienne)
that nigga i roofie'd, i'm takin' in bed
tell him i'm sorry, he look like a lick
i stole his [?], he look like a bitch

[bruhmanegod]
i just called a rack over a homeless [?] (yuh)
call a hunnid goons and we stompin' 'til he dead (yuh)
i just sold hella fake lean to a gay fiend
if he wanna try to rape me, i'ma make a scene

if i die tmr (Prod. SuFoLives)

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