lil darkie - GENOCIDE Lyrics






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 says 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 that you loose lipping
Talking 'bout who tripping
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, get 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 putting 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-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 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
Contemplated 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
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

What goes around, comes around
Goes around, goes around, goes around, goes around, ehh
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, 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 smoking 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
Grabba leaf, only tobacco that smack good
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?
Sip on yo wok and the bars that you pop, oh
You keep 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
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
Fighting 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 yo 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 resisting, stop resisting, ahhh)

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
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
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
BitchbitchbitchBI Yeah, yeah
BitchbitchbitchBI Yeah, yeah
Are you still offended?
Are you?
Let me know
Please do not be
I care so much about how you feel





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  1. N.... S....

    "My god is realer than yours, Jesus says what I do is right, that I should fight if heaven pours." oof

  2. K.... ....

    Bruh Fire

  3. U.... T....

    7:00 that “song” fire

  4. v.... ....

    A 10 min song called genocide......... I love it

  5. C.... m....

    shit slaps harddddd

  6. B.... M....

    Amazing a mid roll ad on this didn’t think I’d see the day

  7. Y.... a....

    5:37

    5:37

  8. M.... ....

    when you go harder than most real rappers

  9. D.... H....

    Surprised homie didn’t pull out the old “Jewish propaganda” line.

  10. y.... ....

    Inglish : bitch bitch bitch
    Russia : blyat blyat blyat

  11. A.... C....

    me:*blasts in my room*


    my dad:SHUT UP!!


    me:*highers it up*

    A.... C....

    i mean, yeah, that's a good reason to tell someone to shut the fuck up

    A.... C....

    @ttsat ェガグ it's a fucking joke

  12. M.... T....

    Bro I hate these voices they sounds like fegs, but the bars hit hard I feel ya

  13. S.... 1....

    I have to get the comments to 666

    S.... 1....

    ScamSumBoi 1 i got them to 700

  14. Q.... ....

    When you and the boys smoke the wrong leafs

  15. s.... _....

    100% pure talent

  16. g.... r....

    Post philosophical rap core

  17. F.... ....

    3:50 give me money later

  18. I.... D....

    10 minutes of straight fire

  19. G.... ....

    "Bitch bitch bitch bitch"

    Lyrical genius.

  20. S.... L....

    when you put 3 songs in to one song
    spider gang 4 life biotch

  21. B.... H....

    Bro that ad part slaps harddd though

  22. u.... ....

    yeah i listened to deathsquad. 3:28 is fire

  23. S.... ....

    This just in 0:51

  24. J.... L....

    Genocide ww1

    Timmy turner 7 years war

    Karma Franco Prussian war

    Riki tiki tavi ww2

    War ready WoRlD WaR 3🤪🤪

  25. M.... m....

    Whats this? An actual message??

  26. P.... M....

    Is it just me or does karma make me wanna beat the shit out of someone bruce lee style?

  27. L.... ....

    how is this monetized

  28. k.... ....

    [Intro]
    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!

    [Verse 1]
    My god is realer than yours
    He says 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 that you loose lipping
    Talking 'bout who tripping
    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

    [Verse 2]
    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 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 putting them aside
    Smoke until there’s nothing remaining, I call it genocide

    [Bridge]
    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)

    [Beat Switch]
    Oh?
    What's this? (Yuh-uh)

    [Verse 3]
    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 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
    Contemplated 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
    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)

    [Bridge]
    Yeah, yeah
    Yeah, huh, yeah, huh
    Yeah
    Yeah, huh, yeah, huh

    [Beat Switch]

    What goes around, comes around
    Goes around, goes around, goes around, goes around, ehh
    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

    [Verse 4]
    What 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 smoking 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
    Grabba leaf, only tobacco that smack good
    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?
    Sip on yo wok and the bars that you pop, oh
    You keep 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

    [Beat Switch]

    [Bridge]
    Go, go, go
    Yeah, yeah
    Get it, get it
    Oh my, oh my (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

    [Verse 5]
    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
    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
    Fighting 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 yo 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, AHHH)

    [Beat Switch]

    [Bridge]
    All you need to do is hop on the subway and go, go

    [Verse 6]
    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
    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

    [Outro]
    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

    k.... ....

    koleiscleaner yes

  29. M.... F....

    Make more songs that have 1920's animations! It great!

  30. A.... M....

    This is my motivation music for drinking competitions

  31. C.... 4....

    Communism is awesome

  32. A.... A....

    600 bitch cunts

  33. s.... s....

    I love his drawings💓

  34. Y.... B....

    Where’s the music video?

  35. R.... S....

    wow


    *he really did that*

  36. M.... G....

    🥶🗑🗑

  37. C.... C....

    The fact this beast dose this for ten mins if fucking insane🤣

  38. V.... D....

    It’s nice to here some refreshing Music
    keep it up 👌

  39. m.... c....

    Ah yes another recommendation

    m.... c....

    master cheese 2006 welcome to the spider gang 🕷

  40. A.... ....

    Americans when trees start speaking Vietnamese

  41. �.... J....

    YouTube recommend is wack

  42. I.... Y....

    Bro the Spanish captions are amazing on this song 😂😂😂

  43. 5.... Z....

    This puts a smile on Lenin’s face

  44. S.... C....

    Rather be a Nazi then a commy because at least the Nazi killed there enemy’s the communists killed there now people

  45. n.... g....

    "OwO whats this?"

  46. S.... ....

    3:50 best part

  47. S.... C....

    Gets those adds man

  48. C.... T....

    This is fire af, these guys with XIX would be sick

  49. S.... �....

    Another one dontai needs to hear

  50. D.... T....

    The song that is titled "genocide" has an ad in it

  51. D.... T....

    Nice :)

  52. N.... F....

    yoo fuckin love your stuff keep it up man 😂❤️

  53. 4.... g....

    War ready is my favorite

  54. r.... ....

    this song = poast malones album time

  55. p.... z....

    Uhhhhh both nazi and communist songs have been recommended to me at the same hour 😂

  56. J.... J....

    Where the Holocaust at thoooo?

  57. c.... ....

    ur popping off on my recommended

  58. J.... B....

    Соответственно

  59. W.... G....

    YouTube keeps fucking deleting my comments for not following community guidelines

    W.... G....

    Keep commenting. Fuck the rules

  60. B.... ....

    anyone got an instrumental of riki tiki tavi?

  61. C.... ....

    1:48 the adlibs go harddd

  62. H.... N....

    I was just recommended the fascist version of this song now I get the communist one?!

  63. M.... ....

    God still loves me right? Uhー

  64. P.... R....

    *do it for the tribe*

  65. P.... R....

    *I feel like рикки-тики-тави*

  66. N.... U....

    Im 9 and now I like communism . When I will grow I will be with Vladimir Putin 🙂

    N.... U....

    communism isn't fun though

    N.... U....

    Daphran , I already put the Nazism Symbol on my school uniform soooo... It’s fun to see kids screaming :).

    N.... U....

    @N U M B. 失去知觉的 Sir are you ok

    N.... U....

    N U M B. 失去知觉的 lmao

  67. S.... ....

    This is like, punk rap Bohemian Rhapsody.
    Although the 4 different songs have a dark undertone, they all talk about different things.
    Although they have a similar backbeat, the forebears are extremely different and even complex.
    The flows switch up every 6 to ten lines, some extremely catchy and note-hitting.

    Edit: *5 songs

  68. S.... ....

    This the kinda music mom was talkin bout

  69. K.... ....

    Yoo this is dopee

  70. G.... S....

    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!

    [Verse 1]
    My god is realer than yours
    He says 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 that you loose lipping
    Talking 'bout who tripping
    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


    [Verse 2]
    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 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 putting them aside
    Smoke until there’s nothing remaining, I call it genocide

    [Bridge]
    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)


    [Beat Switch]
    Oh?
    What's this? (Yuh-uh)

    [Verse 3]
    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 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
    Contemplated 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
    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)


    [Bridge]
    Yeah, yeah
    Yeah, huh, yeah, huh
    Yeah
    Yeah, huh, yeah, huh

    [Beat Switch]

    What goes around, comes around
    Goes around, goes around, goes around, goes around, ehh
    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
    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
    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

    [Outro]
    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

    G.... S....

    @SFZGOTHBOI pin this please

  71. M.... S....

    This is going in my gaming music playlist

  72. j.... s....

    this song is so long the man could put a midroll in it damn

  73. B.... A....

    ☣☣☣

  74. N.... ....

    Song makes me want to establish the Soviet Re-union.

  75. K.... C....

    We could: release 5 different songs in the span of 10 years

    OR

    Release all 5 as one giant song

    K.... C....

    *Tony, break his knee caps*

  76. L.... W....

    Either Riki tiki tavi or Karma's beat is my favourite lol.

    L.... W....

    Lol Wut 9:30 is my fav shit

    L.... W....

    THIS SHIT GOT MONETIZED?

  77. T.... ....

    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!

    [Verse 1]
    My god is realer than yours
    He says 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 that you loose lipping
    Talking 'bout who tripping
    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

    [Verse 2]
    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 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 putting them aside
    Smoke until there’s nothing remaining, I call it genocide

    [Bridge]
    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)

    [Beat Switch]
    Oh?
    What's this? (Yuh-uh)

    [Verse 3]
    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 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
    Contemplated 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
    I wonder if these niggas really grip these Glocks, trippin'

  78. D.... J....

    Where is all of his songs at?

  79. T.... _....

    I busted a nut

  80. -.... Y....

    My children:What music did you listen to when you where a kid?



    Me:you’ll see😏

    -.... Y....

    -_- Yes this is what i listen too and I'm still a kid

  81. L.... F....

    Get this on spotify please!

  82. b.... C....

    I wanna throw myself in my washing machine hearing this🔥🔥🔥

  83. K.... U....

    Spider gang?

    K.... U....

    Here but I’m on the ceiling 🕷🕷🕷

    K.... U....

    Here, but as like my family Ashes

    K.... U....

    Choppa cough

    K.... U....

    @Profoke FN Spider gang is the fanbase name

    K.... U....

    Okay well spider gang!!

  84. J.... H....

    which one produced riki tiki tavi