BUILDING BLUEPRINT

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  1. [Intro]
  2. Who cares?
  3. Who really cares?
  4.  
  5. [Verse 1]
  6. I feel like smoking weed today
  7. How I end up smoking you? (It did it for me)
  8. I feel like what I need today
  9. Is something to put something through (I did it for me)
  10. I feel like what I need to say
  11. Is somewhere I ain't never sought (Clever, though)
  12. I feel like someone need to pay
  13. For something ain't nobody bought (Body caught, body caught)
  14. Watch you rot, like a worm
  15. Ash my pot in your urn
  16. What'chu got, what'chu earn? I don't care
  17. In the end, it’s your turn when you bare
  18. What is there, but the stench and your stare
  19. And the burn of the skin in the air
  20. Have you ever been to the fair? (Yes)
  21. I hate all the smiles that they wear
  22. I feel nothing wild under hair (Chest)
  23. I I wanna go home, Mommy
  24. Walking 'round with no dome, I'll be brainless
  25. Ke ke ke ke keep yourself from 'round me
  26. B b b blood on me, keep my Tommy stainless
  27.  
  28. [Interlude]
  29. “Uh, Darkie, make a boom bap song, this”
  30. “Darkie, do what the fuck I want, that”
  31. “Darkie, uh, you don't have a real fuckin' life”
  32. “Uh oh, oh my god, uh, do this, do that”
  33. “Uh, you don't really rap”
  34. “All you do is yell and say "Yuh"”
  35. Fuck you
  36. Suck my dark penis
  37. Ha ha ha
  38.  
  39. [Verse 2]
  40. Yuh, fuck where I’m from; I hate it
  41. I’d rate it one star, gone far to evade it
  42. In L.A., 'til I made it, one who didn't resonate with the rest
  43. Designated regrets, just delayed a reflex
  44. Flew away from the nest and I ain't looking back
  45. Yeah, I stay cooking tracks, yeah, I stay in my house
  46. On the floor, like a mouse, or a rat, or a bat in the sky
  47. In the night, like a cat, I attack with a swipe
  48. And your life in my paw, like a knife
  49. You ain't saw nothing, right? Keep yo' jaw locking tight
  50. Talking nada, my shotta might rip up yo' tight fitting Prada
  51. The street getting hotter, eyesight 20/20
  52. They funny for money, for cash I be working
  53. I'm lurking in shadows and ditches
  54. I'm hurting these riches, I'm certain these bitches want smoke
  55. Well, do you?
  56.  
  57. [Verse 3]
  58. I will not smoke with you, lames
  59. I am bad with your names, but I remember homies
  60. The people that know me
  61. That care about me 'cause I care about them
  62. And we share our emotions
  63. The motions, they making me sick
  64. On an ocean of potion, engrossing my ego
  65. A seagull fly overhead, now I'm dead
  66. What would have grandpa said?
  67. If he come close to your family, stamp his head
  68. Like he an envelope, loud when I'm on the Coke
  69. Sound like I do emote, now I'm off Prozac
  70. I know that I'm dying, just don't wanna go back
  71. That pole in my nose doing blow like a snow cap
  72. I tow that for defence, I hop over the fence
  73. A creep in the deep end where nobody sleeping
  74. I'm steeping in hatred, won't break bread with no one
  75. I'll make meds and throw 'em, to make ends and blow 'em
  76. I'm growing, I'm massive, she know that I'm blasted
  77. She showing her assets like all of her facets
  78. I macerate bitches with herbs in a casket
  79. Then roll or pack it in a bowl and don't pass it, you bastid
  80.  
  81. [Interlude]
  82. “Darkie can't rap”
  83. Suck my fucking—
  84. Literally, like, put your tongue in my butthole, you piece of garbage
  85. And taste the shit that excretes
  86.  
  87. [Verse 4]
  88. Lost 12 in the bushes, got no time
  89. Might cost 12k, you tryna buy mo' rhymes, okay, now
  90. In a few years I'ma be worth more than currency
  91. New Year’s I'ma be worth more than currently, definitely
  92. Smoke any fuck nigga that step to me
  93. Rep the beach, I might fuck yo' shit up irreparably
  94. Separately, I'ma fuck yo' ho' 'til she have to pee, mad at me?
  95. I ain't trade no loyalty to have ya key unlike the bitch
  96. Even with her kneeling, I ain't like the bitch
  97. Really, though, eye be looking steely cold
  98. Eye be looking red from the pot inside my grinder
  99. Find her and ingest her Mary Jane, I won't be pestered
  100. Lesser beings in they feelings, I don't see 'em, not important
  101. I'ma shorten your life, no retorting, morton
  102. Salt on yo' wound, homie halt, what'chu doing?
  103. I'm a toon, it’s implied that I'm a loon
  104. With my goons, making ruins outta buildings, uh
  105. Know we busting through your ceilings, yeah
  106. We don't care about your feelings, yeah
  107. Tat myself, my skin is peeling, healing
  108. Reeling from the stench, yeah
  109. Why you sitting on a bench? Yeah, yeah
  110. Lurking in a trench, yeah, yeah
  111. Hopping every fence, yeah, gang (Yuh)
  112. I be counting bucks and I blow 'em like a poacher
  113. I'm a roacher, smoke it down to my finger for the culture
  114. You a vulture (Huh), wait, wait, hate me, bitch (Huh, huh)
  115. Great, say my namesake 'til I'm rich (Okay)
  116. Fake, fake, bitch, you stay the runt
  117. Hit that lick, take what we want
  118. You a snake ass nigga, you a whole ass cunt
  119. I'ma break your figures, bitch, I'm on the hunt
  120. Yuh
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