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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, way that you goose-stepping
Way you loose lippin', talking 'bout who trippin'
Talking 'bout who to shove under the bus
And who all of us trust 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, they 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

Phoney 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-yuh)
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
Tripping 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 feel 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 pain, 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
Tripping acid, lipping flaccid dicking 'til she gimme top, uh-huh
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, ayy
What 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 mama 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
Packing 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
Grab a leaf, only tobacco that smack good
I fucked that, I fucked that bitch in the Safeway
7 a.m. 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' Wock' 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, get it, 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
Chilling 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 .9
Yo mama 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
'Cause I'm up in his whip

Stop (I know you, motherfucker)
Stop resisting (fucking bitch), stop resisting (let me go, you fucking motherfucker)
Stop resisting (agh)

All you need to do is hop on the subway and go, go!

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
Mama, why we die?
Tell me, mama, 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"
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 with ya 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, what you want?
I just wanna see you stunt on these hating ass sucka nigga cunts
Kick it punt, I don't fuck with runts, 117 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
One, two, one, two, three, nigga

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