Bitch, I'm smoking gas in my chambers like it's the We're sorry, your lyric could not be completed because "Ayy, you Lil Darkie, nigga?" And we want to suppress your opinion, fascistically Take away the First Amendment! All hail censorship! All hail our feelings! My God is realer than yours, he said what I do is right That I should fight if heaven pours I am very, very, sorry My apologies, for coming off so harshly Impart me, second chance So I can dance the way you want me You Nazi got me! Take a lot more than that to top me Soft ain't what I'm made of You're the one acting like Adolf Cocky, wit it, you goose-steppin' wit You loose lippin', talking 'bout who trippin' Talking about who to shove under the bus And all of the things that we shouldn't This just in, Lil Darkie is racist Spreading the message of Satan with faces Blacker than any of us prolly are But I'm still offended 'cause I'm a retard He tryna be hard, we tryna be safe By making it hard for you to create Niggas that heard of me fight and debate I don't deserve not one word of the hate Mind control all my thoughts are mine to hold All down in my spinal cord Bitch, this ain't my final form I got no time for you puppets Take yo opinion and shove it I keep my spirit above it I'm taking criticism if it isn't ignorant I'm not concerned with fitting in, I hit it different I'm a cartoon But niggas doing more pretending than me Bitches act offended, get me banned on IG You don't gotta be a hater, you don't like me Why I keep a grin on my face, on my teeth All these niggas mad, they ain't eating like concentration camps Cut yourself escaping from, leaving over the nation fence Most these niggas faking, not working, I'm puttin' them aside Smoke until there's nothing remaining, I call it genocide Phony ass niggas plotting, whoa (I call it genocide) Fruity niggas acting rotten, so (I call it genocide) On yo shit nigga you not been, hoe (I call it genocide) I ain't even think of stopping, though (I call it genocide) Oh? What's this? (Yuh-uh) Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch I'ma fuck around, and Timmy Turner to the tippy top (tippy top) I wonder if these niggas really grip these Glocks Trippin', acid lipping, flaccid dicking 'Til she gimme top, uh-huh Skipping to the store, I got a red hood on Salvia, we ripping out a ten-foot bong There's a bitch inside my house, she keep on saying she's in pain Yeah, she's sitting on my couch with burning needles in her brain Divinorum in her veins guess she was on Lexapro The combo made her go insane She feels calmer on cocaine (True story) Don't rap for fame (Too whorey) Bitch whatchu sayin'? I'm Super Saiyan, you super plain (Root for me) I take my pay, make the music Plant a bomb, can't defuse it I am calm, I am lucid They betting on that he lose it, never had it to start with Break you like using guitar pick Constipated always making that hard shit Contemplating taking niggas real far, shit Things happen niggas switch you evolve with Time moving, rhyme smoothin' Stay focused you will shine through sin Street tacos get some dimes Who's in? Know a nigga threw the lime juice in I know how to live (I know how to live) I know how to die too You could jump off a building Eat mushroom for healing, put acid in your eyes too I'ma fuck around and Timmy Turner to the tippy top (tippy top) I wonder if these niggas really grip these Glocks Trippin', acid lipping, flaccid dicking 'Til she gimme top Whipping up my visions humans listen to the shit I drop (Shit I drop) Yeah, yeah Yeah, huh, yeah, huh Yeah Yeah, huh, yeah, huh Yeah, huh, yeah, huh Yeah, huh, yeah, huh What goes around, comes around Goes around, goes around, goes around, goes around, eh Goes around, goes around, goes around, goes around, uh Spider gang shit (Uh, Spider gang shit) Goes around uh, what you what (Goes around, goes around, goes around) (Yeah, Karma) Don't be afraid, step right up, step right up! Take your turn at the legendary wheel of Karma But remember, that what goes around Comes back around, goes back around to you, yeah What goes around, comes around Goes around, comes around, goes around, come back to you My momma told me that was true People remember like elephants do People forget all the elements too Living and breathing, succeeding at music At leading the crew with a passion These niggas ain't move 'Cause they crashing and talent they rationing I'll get a bat I might bash him in Gripping a blade, and I'm slashing him Happen to you! I pull up on 'em no masking I'm smokin' that dope up in Lassen With drain the swamp blasting I'm cool I'm on the beach up in Tahoe Packin that THC inside a raw cone I'll be happy when it's all gone Mary Jane answer, whenever she called on I had to fall down, I'm smoking too much Fold up a post-it, I'm chiefing a blue crutch I do not do Dutch, I don't do backwoods Grabba leaf, only tobacco that smack good I fucked that, I fucked that bitch in the Safeway 7:00 am and I'm having a great day I'm putting on weight like I'm Tay-K Anime rapper you sound like a Beyblade Anime rapper you hard or you not though? Go sip on yo wok and the bars that you pop, oh You need a Glock on yo lap and it cocked or You grip yo cock and you fap while you stalk hoes? Niggas walk around in dark, clothes Bitch I'm smoking at the park, O's Asking questions like a narc, no Why you sitting at the start? Go! Go, go, go! Yeah, yeah, get it, get it Oh my, oh my (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) P-P-Pussy boy g-get out my way! I'll run up that check before I run any fades Killing shit for fun but I ain't catching no case Chillin' in the sun a villain catching some rays L-l-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 talking shit? I ain't saying 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 love everybody Bitch, how many times are you gonna ignore The signs and people's rhymes Yo niggas are retarded He slid and left his nine Yo momma must have dropped yo ass upon you spine I feel like Rikki-Tikki-Tavi We mobbing through the lobby That faggot tried to rob me "No hoe" like d-lo bitch I feel like Rikki-Tikki-Tavi I think the copper saw me But I ain't chain link hopping 'Cause I ain't see no shit Niggas will believe whatever you tell em If you tell 'em enough Helpful when you selling some stuff Or starting a war They rotten at the heart at the core I'm plotting to pour LSD in the reservoir All over the floor I'm bringing Psilocybin on tour I'm hiding the cure for fixing niggas, I'm very sure Stop being depressed Step outside and puff out your chest He made you the best That's ever gonna jump out the nest I'm a crushing a pest You rushing to get up like you next You failing 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 I feel like Rikki-Tikki-Tavi I know that copper saw me But I ain't chain link hopping, cuz I'm up in his whip (STOP RESISTING, STOP RESISTING, STOP RESISTING, AHHH) Let your brain leak out of your ears 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 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 something vile, taking 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, do not be a fool Icarus, you flew too high!" Son, 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 witcha life Play with a knife, you could filet what you write with Stay outta fights Tryna spit or you tryna gang bang, pick a type I don't wanna see no talented rappers dying to pipes I won't front, Nigga whatchu want? I just wanna see you stunt On these hating ass sucka nigga cunts Kick it punt, I don't fuck with runts One-one-seven killing grunts They in heaven when I hunt When I hit him then he Let his brain leak out of his ears 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 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? (Go, go, go, go, 1, 2, 1, 2, 3) Bitch, I'm killing everyone Bitch, I'm causing a genocide Fuck these rapping niggas they capping Tap in pretend to slide Bitch, I'm in the field like a soldier I'm making fucking moves Made of paper nigga I'll fold ya Roll ya and tuck in smooth Niggas wanna talk I don't have the time I be on the block Meditating making rhymes Uh, you be hella hating Ain't got no cock, got no spine (Yuh) There ain't no debating Do not talk, make a line Bitch, I keep it on me Like Commie or an American I ain't smoking 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 slapping I'm killing every man Huh, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah BI-BI-BI-BI Yeah, yeah BI-BI-BI-BI Yeah, yeah Are you still offended? Are you? Let me know, please do not be I care so much about how you feel