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weirdcore
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Lil Darkie
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I-I-Incremental loss of consciousness around Incidental cause to all of this around No hook, no retribution, nothing but the sound I cope with what they saying healthily Rich man, don't behave wealthily Wealthy man contemplating selling me But I don't take the orders that they telling me That sh*t don't sit well with me Stick the tricks, flip this like an egg Put this information in your head Information nations chucking lead At each other, leave each other dead I will not just listen I will just keep p*ssing off Parents tell their children what wе building getting soft If you made a million dollars, would you f**k it off Or would you do something bеfore you're inside the coffin Floating like a feather where the weather is cloudy Whatever, I can spit it better than cheddar that n***as said they could [?] Funny how you f**k up, having sex with the devil (Next song) yuh I don't feel my brain, I think my mind is shutting off Robot artists on the internet, they play pretend Settling for lust, but do you really know the cost? Stuck inside the weaker image, this will never end Stuck inside the weaker image, this will never end Stuck inside the weaker image, this will never end Stuck inside the weaker image, stuck inside the, stuck inside My eyes do not believe what I see My eyes see everything as a dream My eye sees over all visible-things I can't see the details, static grey Hey, hey There's a humanoid, that I see Over yonder, walking through the trees Walking aimlessly Maybe towards me, that's what my ego thinks I am not important to the ghost Stuck inside the weaker image, this will never be Stuck inside the weaker image, this will never be Stuck inside the weaker image, this will never be Stuck inside the weaker image, this will never be Mouth is running like a faucet Sneezing, coughing, mind is fogging Groggy through this soggy GMO Caffeine overdose, losing soul I am never full I'm a worthless tool, to society They'll dispose me Human rounds, specialize Leaving killers immortalized Stupidity and ignorance incentivized Wash your eyes How would you feel if you rolled in the holes Where the windows is broken They can't roll up the clothes I rode down those roads where car windows is broken and [?] Watchin uncles that smoke and put blow up they nose N***as with flows Hoping to open some doors Corners is open But n***as souls is closed Cop some clothes, I'll leave you cold on the floor Breaking these n***as, breaking these hoes Cold in a cupboard, I'm giving life like a judge or a mother Pen and pad in one hand And the other a light brew Kill as many lives, do these many rhymes Delivered directly to n***as faces at the sign of the times Tears in eyes and realise the blessing The art dies as the [?] dies [?]
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