darkie cannot rap!

i feel like smoking weed today

how i end up smoking you?

i feel like what i need today

is something to put something thru

i feel like what i need to say

is somewhere i ain't never sought

i feel like someone need to pay

for something ain't nobody bought

watch you rot like a worm

ash my pot in yo urn

whatchu got whatchu 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?

i hate all the smiles that they wear

i feel nothing wild under hair

i-i-i wanna go home mommy

walking round with no dome

i'll be

ke-ke-keep yourself from round me

b-b-blood on me i keep my tommy

- uh darkie make a boom rap song this

- darkie do what the fuck i want that

- darkie uh you don't have a real fuckin' life

- uh oh my god uh do this do that

- uh you don't really rap

- all you do is yell and say yeah

- fuck you

- suck my dark penis

fuck where i'm from i hate it

i'd rate it one star

gone far to evade it

in la 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

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 grampa 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 my nose

doing blow like a snow cap

i tow that for defense

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 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

- darkie can't rap

- suck my fuckin. - literally like put your tongue in my butthole

- you piece of garbage

- and taste the shit that excretes

lost

12 in the bushes got no time

might cost 12 k you tryna buy mo rhymes

in a few years

imma be worth more than currency

imma be worth more than currently

smoke any fuck nigga that step to me

i might fuck yo shit up irreparably

imma fuck yo hoe til she have to pee

i ain't trade no loyalty to have ya key

even with her kneeling

really tho

eye be looking steely cold

eye be looking red

from the pot inside my

find her and ingest her mary jane

i won't be

beings in they feelings i don't see em

not important imma shorten

your life no

morton salt on yo wound

homie halt

imma toon it's implied that imma loon

with my goons making ruins

outta buildings

know we busting through your ceilings

we don't care about your feelings

tat myself my skin is peeling

healing

reeling

from the stench

why you sitting

on a bench

lurking

in a trench

hopping

every fence

i be counting bucks and i blow em

like a poacher

imma roacher smoke it down to my finger

for the culture

you a vulture

wait

wait

hate me bitch

great say my

name sake

til i'm rich

fake fake

bitch you stay the runt

hit that lick

take what we want

you a snake ass nigga

you a whole ass cunt

imma break yo figures

bitch i'm on the hunt