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Lil Darkie - DARKIE CANNOT RAP! Lyrics
- [Intro]
- Who cares?
- Who really cares?
- [Verse 1]
- I feel like smoking weed today
- How I end up smoking you? (It did it for me)
- I feel like what I need today
- Is something to put something through (I did it for me)
- I feel like what I need to say
- Is somewhere I ain't never sought (Clever, though)
- I feel like someone need to pay
- For something ain't nobody bought (Body caught, body caught)
- Watch you rot, like a worm
- Ash my pot in your urn
- What'chu got, what'chu earn? I don't care
- In the end, it’s your turn when you bare
- What is there, but the stench and your stare
- And the burn of the skin in the air
- Have you ever been to the fair? (Yes)
- I hate all the smiles that they wear
- I feel nothing wild under hair (Chest)
- I I wanna go home, Mommy
- Walking 'round with no dome, I'll be brainless
- Ke ke ke ke keep yourself from 'round me
- B b b blood on me, keep my Tommy stainless
- [Interlude]
- “Uh, Darkie, make a boom bap song, this”
- “Darkie, do what the fuck I want, that”
- “Darkie, uh, you don't have a real fuckin' life”
- “Uh oh, oh my god, uh, do this, do that”
- “Uh, you don't really rap”
- “All you do is yell and say "Yuh"”
- Fuck you
- Suck my dark penis
- Ha ha ha
- [Verse 2]
- Yuh, fuck where I’m from; I hate it
- I’d rate it one star, gone far to evade it
- In L.A., 'til I made it, one who didn't resonate with the rest
- Designated regrets, just delayed a reflex
- Flew away from the nest and I ain't looking back
- Yeah, I stay cooking tracks, yeah, I stay in my house
- On the floor, like a mouse, or a rat, or a bat in the sky
- In the night, like a cat, I attack with a swipe
- And your life in my paw, like a knife
- You ain't saw nothing, right? Keep yo' jaw locking tight
- Talking nada, my shotta might rip up yo' tight fitting Prada
- The street getting hotter, eyesight 20/20
- They funny for money, for cash I be working
- I'm lurking in shadows and ditches
- I'm hurting these riches, I'm certain these bitches want smoke
- Well, do you?
- [Verse 3]
- I will not smoke with you, lames
- I am bad with your names, but I remember homies
- The people that know me
- That care about me 'cause I care about them
- And we share our emotions
- The motions, they making me sick
- On an ocean of potion, engrossing my ego
- A seagull fly overhead, now I'm dead
- What would have grandpa said?
- If he come close to your family, stamp his head
- Like he an envelope, loud when I'm on the Coke
- Sound like I do emote, now I'm off Prozac
- I know that I'm dying, just don't wanna go back
- That pole in my nose doing blow like a snow cap
- I tow that for defence, I hop over the fence
- A creep in the deep end where nobody sleeping
- I'm steeping in hatred, won't break bread with no one
- I'll make meds and throw 'em, to make ends and blow 'em
- I'm growing, I'm massive, she know that I'm blasted
- She showing her assets like all of her facets
- I macerate bitches with herbs in a casket
- Then roll or pack it in a bowl and don't pass it, you bastid
- [Interlude]
- “Darkie can't rap”
- Suck my fucking—
- Literally, like, put your tongue in my butthole, you piece of garbage
- And taste the shit that excretes
- [Verse 4]
- Lost 12 in the bushes, got no time
- Might cost 12k, you tryna buy mo' rhymes, okay, now
- In a few years I'ma be worth more than currency
- New Year’s I'ma be worth more than currently, definitely
- Smoke any fuck nigga that step to me
- Rep the beach, I might fuck yo' shit up irreparably
- Separately, I'ma fuck yo' ho' 'til she have to pee, mad at me?
- I ain't trade no loyalty to have ya key unlike the bitch
- Even with her kneeling, I ain't like the bitch
- Really, though, eye be looking steely cold
- Eye be looking red from the pot inside my grinder
- Find her and ingest her Mary Jane, I won't be pestered
- Lesser beings in they feelings, I don't see 'em, not important
- I'ma shorten your life, no retorting, morton
- Salt on yo' wound, homie halt, what'chu doing?
- I'm a toon, it’s implied that I'm a loon
- With my goons, making ruins outta buildings, uh
- Know we busting through your ceilings, yeah
- We don't care about your feelings, yeah
- Tat myself, my skin is peeling, healing
- Reeling from the stench, yeah
- Why you sitting on a bench? Yeah, yeah
- Lurking in a trench, yeah, yeah
- Hopping every fence, yeah, gang (Yuh)
- I be counting bucks and I blow 'em like a poacher
- I'm a roacher, smoke it down to my finger for the culture
- You a vulture (Huh), wait, wait, hate me, bitch (Huh, huh)
- Great, say my namesake 'til I'm rich (Okay)
- Fake, fake, bitch, you stay the runt
- Hit that lick, take what we want
- You a snake ass nigga, you a whole ass cunt
- I'ma break your figures, bitch, I'm on the hunt
- Yuh
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