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letra de dark metal god - lil darkie

[intro: half metal kaiba]
b-tch i, ayy
b-tch i break

[verse 1: half metal kaiba]
b-tch i break you, fooly cooly, metal poking out his skull
heart been twitchin’, rippin st-tches, ain’t gon’ make y’all comfortable
pockets weighed down by nickels
know sh-t never been worth it
slash through family line with sickles, sip bone marrow out chalice, aye
b-tch i been steppin’ out in dresden, pouring napalm
smashing ya heads together, i’m offa 8 ball
sick, like i’m richard kelly, half donnie darko
open your f-cking vocals, spilling the rose gold, aye

[verse 2: bruhmanegod, lil darkie]
i got ’em talkin’, now ’em bothered
now i slaughter ’cause i’m p-ssed off(okay!)
i’ma be the rip-off, i’ma be the sh-t-talk
find a fleet then lift off
see it in your gaze
you ain’t f-ckin’ with the way, i’ma run a fade
warwh0r-, blood born, f-ck form
i’ma leave ’em all confused
sewer peasant wh0r-son, door dust
floor f-cks for fun
said it once, i’m the emperor of the f-ckin’ county
what you know about me
f-ck around ‘n come up on a bounty
all you clumps of motherf-ckers, f–

[bridge: bruhmanegod & lil darkie]
f-ck that (f-ck that, f-ck that, f-ck that)
f-ck that (f-ck that, f-ck that, f-ck that)
f-ck that (f-ck that, f-ck that, f-ck that)
f-ck that (f-ck that, f-ck that, f-ck that)

[verse 3: lil darkie]
i said f-ck that, n-gga, and, everyone you love
pull up with the pole and grip it with no gloves
ain’t no oj, leave you cran-buried n-ggas, leave you juiced
on a deuce, hope he shoots, and his mechanism loose (loose)
leave a hammer in your eye, might impale you with the slide on your gun (boom, boom!)
or blow your palm, and the fingers off the side of your gun (pow! pow!)
i ain’t playin’ with the disrespect, b-tch i’m a shogun
all you humans no fun, i don’t f-ck with no one
i don’t f-ck with n0body, i don’t f-ck with your shorty (yuh)
i don’t f-ck with your buddy, leavin’ all of you muddy ([?])
i like seein’ that red, leave his f-ggot -ss dead (yuh, yuh)
darkie don’t got no friends, because all of ’em -ed (ed, ed!)
told the b-tch, “suck d-ck”, told my d-ck, “nut quick”
had to whip, that sh-t, just to make, it fit (yuh, yuh, yuh!)
told that b-tch, “suck d-ck”, told that b-tch, “suck d-ck” (yuh, yuh, yuh!)
told that b-tch, “suck d-ck”, told that b-tch, “suck d-ck” (yuh! yuh! yuh!)
b-tch be takin’ too long, i’m a press her, press her
lil b-tch, i got sh-t to do, don’t got forever, ever (no, no no, no!)
told that b-tch, “suck d-ck, no matter weather, weather” (yuh! yuh!)
told that b-tch, “suck d-ck”, she said “yessir, yessir”

[outro: lil darkie]
i told that b-tch, suck d-ck, [?]

- lil darkie

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