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Lil Darkie - GENOCIDE pt 4 & 5 Lyrics
- [Segue]
- Go, go, go, go, go
- Yeah, yeah, yeah
- Get it, get it, get it, get it, get it
- Oh my, oh my (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
- [Verse 1]
- P p pussy boy g get out my way, uh
- I'll run up that check before I run any fades, uh
- Killin' shit for fun but I ain't catchin' no case, uh
- Chillin' in the sun, a villain catchin' some rays, uh
- Le le legalize the fungi, nigga, I eat it anyway
- It could start with one guy, nigga, the world got plenty fakes
- It don't need another fire with my brothers in the street
- They don't show no love, I sight the others, they look industry
- Let 'em sleep, goodness me, tell me, what should this be?
- Why you in my live talkin' shit? I ain't sayin' shit to you
- Keep my pride on my hip, that's a weapon I can't lose
- Peep my vibe or keep, zip your lips
- Why won't you choose to to love everybody
- Bitch, how many times are you gonna ignore the signs in people's rhymes?
- Yo' niggas are retarded, he slid and left his 9
- Yo' momma must have dropped yo' ass upon yo' spine
- [Chorus]
- I feel like Rikki Tikki Tavi
- We mobbin' through the lobby, that faggot tried to rob me
- No ho, like D'Lo, bitch
- I feel like Rikki Tikki Tavi
- I think the copper saw me, but I ain't chain link hoppin'
- 'Cause I ain't see no shit
- [Verse 2]
- Niggas will believe whatever you tell 'em if you tell 'em enough
- Helpful when you sellin' some stuff or startin' a war
- They rotten at the heart, at the core
- I'm plottin' to pour LSD in the reservoir
- All over the floor, I'm bringin' psilocybin on tour
- I'm hidin' the cure, for fixin' niggas, I'm very sure
- Stop bein' depressed, step outside and puff out your chest
- He made you the best that's ever gonna jump out the nest
- I'm a crushin' a pest, you rushin' to get up like you next
- You failin' the test, impale yourself through one of your breasts
- Somewhere on your chest
- Your heart departs and leaves you with less
- Now, look at this mess, bitch, pull yourself together, no rest
- [Chorus]
- I feel like Rikki Tikki Tavi
- I know that copper saw me
- But I ain't chain link hoppin', 'cause I'm up in his whip
- [Interlude]
- Stop (I know you, motherfucker)
- Stop resisting (You fuckin' pig), stop resisting (Let me the fuck go, you motherfucker)
- Stop resisting (Agh)
- [Part V]
- [Segue]
- Sometimes all you need to do is hop on the subway and go
- Go
- [Chorus]
- Let your brain leak out of your ears, uh
- Go insane, nigga, punch all your peers, ayy
- Pick the kid up, nigga, wipe off your tears
- We war ready, I see you very clear
- [Verse 1]
- For the tribe, do it for the tribe, nigga, or 'cause you alive
- Free what is inside, nigga, I know why you cry
- There is somethin' vile, takin' people, ain't no lie
- I know, we should smile bigger, because we will die
- Momma, why we die? Tell me, momma, why we die?
- I know why they hate me, because I will not be shy
- I just wanna fly, Daedalus, I have to try
- No, don't be a fool, Icarus, you flew too high
- Such a move, get out of my way
- He was just a boy, wanna play with the day
- See him where he lay, now, see him where he lay
- Don't succumb to ignorance or you will have to pay with your life
- Play with a knife, you could filet what you write with
- Stay outta fights, tryna spit or you tryna gangbang
- Pick a type, I don't wanna see no talented rappers dyin' to pipes
- I won't front, nigga what you want?
- I just wanna see you stunt on these hatin' ass sucker nigga cunts
- Kick it punt, I don't fuck with runts, one one seven killin' grunts
- They in Heaven when I hunt when I hit him then he
- [Chorus]
- Let his brain leak out of his ears, uh
- Go insane, bitch, I'll punch all your peers, ayy
- Pick the kid up, nigga, wipe off your tears
- We war ready, I see you very clear
- Let your brain leak out of your ears, uh
- Go insane, nigga, punch all your peers, ayy
- Pick the kid up, nigga, wipe off your tears
- We war ready, if you not, why you here?
- [Bridge]
- Go, go, go, go
- One, two, one, two, three, nig—
- [Verse 2]
- Bitch, I'm killin' everyone, bitch, I'm causin' a genocide
- Fuck these rappin' niggas, they cappin', tap in, pretend to slide
- Bitch, I'm in the field like a soldier, I'm makin' fuckin' moves
- Made of paper, nigga, I'll fold ya, roll ya and tuck it smooth
- Niggas wanna talk, I don't have the time
- I be on the block, meditatin', makin' rhymes
- Uh, you be hella hatin', got no cock, got no spine
- There ain't no debatin', do not talk, make a line
- Bi bi bitch, I keep it on me, like commie or an American
- I ain't smokin' with you, but money could make me share it then
- Sweeter than some honey and funny 'cause I ain't very tan
- Still the darkest rapper you slappin', I'm killin' every man
- [Bridge]
- Huh, yeah
- Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
- Bi bi bi bi bi bi bi bi—, yeah, yeah
- Bi bi bi bi bi bi bi bi—, yeah, yeah
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