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Darkie Still Cannot Rap Songtext
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Darkie Still Cannot Rap Songtext

Wait at the gates for me, my nigga, I′m dying
Fate is a weight, debate the state of my mind
Generate hate, emotion I cannot find
I'm feeling great and I don′t have enough time

To tell you all I want to, ain't no way to rewind
The way it seems to taunt you, the world is not kind
At moments, it can haunt you when shit's out of line
Just know that I′ll be gone too and no one will mind
And no one will mind
That you were one of many who were thrown to the swine
That you were sipping Henny or you tripping on wine
That someone took a bullet, put it into your spine
Just smile and know that no one will mind


Any moment body might break
Anybody wanna die baked?
Fuck yeah at this rate
Pick a date real late, hoe, it ain′t no debate
With no mind
With nothing in your head
I'll speak my truth ′til I'm dead

Fuck every fed, I′m getting red in the face
I ain't put you in your place
Will you submit? Bow down!
Stare at your feet or look up at me take a seat
Suck on your teeth
I go so dumb on the beat
Because I know one day I′ll be under some feet

Like you!
Like you and me
Best friends forever in the fucking trees
Less than a feather, better sail the breeze
Atoms gather in the sky and in the land and seas
Murderers and people that defend the bees
Women and they children and the men they please
Sky dimming, I be grinning I can end this tease
At what's it like to be a god brought to bend his knees


Tell us another one, Darkie!
Okay!
CUBENSiS, let it ride for a minute
I need to go drink more alcohol

Okay, okay
This is a story about Indian Jesus

There was once a boy who was born the color of indigo
Mother, father, everyone didn't know ′til he hit the floor
Born inside a prison and missing something immaculate
Ain′t got no mortality
Take his parents a'back a bit
Careful what you wish for
Ya piss poor decisions get set back just a bit more
You sucking on a sack of dicks
Lack the wit to kill a demon screaming it′s a sack he hit
Wacky kid, as in he a goofy one
Tacky shit
You be done

If you really evil, he can start a war
All his homies dying
Now his heart is cold, particle
Weapons from the gods that incinerate and irradiate
Stepping on the dirt, hate can turn the earth to a scary place
All of the gods we know have to die
All of the gods we know have to die
No one knows where they lie
But they live on inside you in your mind
You can be whatever that you find is fine

So, he won the war that many people said was great, uh
Went into the wood for a minute to meditate, uh
But there was no devil to influence him to break, uh
Just a hungry hunter who wanted some wild steak
Wait
Do I see a foot in the distance?
I'ma aim, ain′t no missing
I gotta feed all of my children
Bitch listen, bitch listen

Let the arrow fly and see an era end
I'm not terrified, you′re a long-lost friend
See in a past life, you were a man, I took your life away
Now it was your pass at me, I forgive you on any day
Karma is a bitch and she slapping with tight hooks
Armour on my head but it jabbed in my right foot
That was the way Lord Krishna died uh
Flew up in the sky what a radical guy
That little darkie never fold or gave in
Now I wanna rap about the place I stay in

Ándale, Ándale
Aribba, aribba
I run like a cheetah
Make art like I'm Frida

The cedar I'm rolling
I feed her my pole and explode, mamasita
Want salt, margarita
My choppa, he kick like a burro
I′m gripping the pole like a churro
Go hit up the bureau
And telling I′m selling this white by the kilo
You going extinct like the parrot from Rio

Go get yo' dinero
Throw you in a barrel like Walter
Yo′ fault, you behaving real feral
You falter, you slip and we catch you soaring
Start walking at night other end by the morning

It's a long beach
It′s a long beach
It's a long-, it′s a long-, it's a long beach
It's a long-, it′s a long-, it′s a long beach
It's a long beach
It′s a long beach

We're planting marijuana outside of school
Panting very hard I sound like a monster
Give ya kid some acid inside the concert
Give the kid a quarter I can make you a sponsor
Give you a gram and I can make you to a customer
Niggas go ham the crazy few wanna bust some more
You in a jam, become a nigga who want some dough
You is a lamb, the prey and you not a foe

I ain′t threatened
Nigga got a weapon but easy with what he rappin'
You had me for like a second
But now you coming in second
I reckon you gotta tap it
You tweeting more than you packing (yeah)

You ain′t never shot nobody, you ain't starting now
No one must've loved you, probably ′cause you retarded, wow
You is just a kid like me who started yell rapping
Give it up nigga, your interaction is fail yapping

It′s a long beach
It's a long beach
It′s a long beach
It's a long beach

It′s a long-, it's a long-, it′s a long beach
It's a long beach
It's a long beach
It′s a long beach
It′s a long beach

It's a long-, it′s a long-, it's a long beach
It′s a long-, it's a long-, it′s a long beach
It's a long beach
It's a long beach
(Oh, nigga, you tell ′em)

No more stories, go to bed!

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