- Lil Darkie Posted in the Dark 歌詞
- Lil Darkie
- These are going to be the only adlibs on this song.
These words that you're hearing right now, They're in the adlib track and you're not gonna hear any more Godzilla walkin' , got Zilla bumpin' Bluetooth Stomp on his jaw if he sell me something too boof So mad, trigger happy, bitchin', you a whole goof Nomad nigga, walk around, I'm keepin' no roof No name niggas always blow theyself like Cobain No shame, detestable, you flexible like Lo Mein Go brain, fly away, get higher than the low pain Propane, blowing up, you slowing up, see no fame Bitch, I'm busy, too busy to **** around Hey, hit that stizzy, bitch, asking 'bout my pound, nah Might go missin', my mission is to be free And all you niggas ain't controlling what I be That bitch got high from drinking my piss I might fly away, I ain't thinking of kids Yet Mom, wet bong ripping Ain't sippin' on tech, ack, yack Backwoods, but I got fronto on deck, black pack Sac Town, sack up in my backpack Black MAC, liable to rack back if I see that hack lack Hit him with that ra-ra right inside his car-car Sitting on the tar-tar, floating where the stars are Bitch, I'm busy , too busy to **** about, uh Jealous-ass kid, he keep trying to block my route (Okay) My perspective, effective at spotting bullshit You, defective objective is let the full clip Dump like a dookie, he knew me and now he do not Hump on his groupies, they coochies and number two spots Clump my feeling, I'm peaking off t-two tabs Thump my ceiling, it's peeling like it's a new scab Trust no one, hurt me no more I **** with 'em from rich to poor Flat Earth, all turf from pole to pole Don't drink from the tap, they tappin' your soul I work harder than the president, save the elephants Disrespect and I'ma hit ya, set a precedent Listen to me, I'm the reverend, my decree will never end I believe these truths are self-evident, Heaven-sent All hail Satan and shit, on the TV, see me debating a bitch As if our moves aren't scripted and writ By the same mother****ers own yo' DNA bits Bitch I'm busy, too busy leading the free world What about the rest of it? Make it into a Sea World! Less of it for fauna, like llamas and all the wee squirrels Give it to Osama, the bomber, at freedom we hurl Contrary to popular belief, darkies do not require adlibs To complete songs Hey, hey, can somebody tell that guy to shut the **** up?
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