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COMPOSITION III IN RED, WHITE, AND BLACK
by
Lil Darkie
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Sir! Sir! Sir! Sir! Sir! I think something's wrong! Nah, it's okay Are you ready? Are you ready? I be drunk walking steady Off the alcohol and medi I'm addicted to not thinking Are you ready? Are you ready? I don't think this nigga ready Why you talking like you is And then you isn't, why you petty? Let me, let me, let me, let me Let me, let me, let me, let me If I keep using like I'm choosing to Then by the time I'm 50 you'll be losing, dude I had to grow up, I had to humble myself This body is not mine, it is the people came before me And the moments make a story I'm ignoring Why I'm bugging? I be tweaking, I be shrugging off the weekends Reefer reeking, reaping everything I sow, cut up a leaf and seed it Weakened, then I go proceed to blow How you moving slow in the river? You gotta row, niggas hoes Fuck that shit, an impossible prick get Beat the fuck up outside his own show By some black kids, attacked, "Why you saying nigga, though?" You ain't bring a trigger though, bitch, wanna spread pain? Been a lot of bitches sickened by the way I'm in they brain Seen you bought a fucking ticket, fill my pockets, you insane, figures Ain't a person here finna listen through the shame, niggas Off it, stomp through the profit I might put your ideology in a coffin Fuck the bullshit infecting your mind Load a full clip of money not bullets you buy Fuck your color, fuck a follower amount What you about, nigga? Shout if you tired of the clout Like, "I am", wet 'em up, "I am" wet 'em up "I hate everything you motherfuckers stand for" If I'm gonna die what the fuck I collect bands for, nigga? For the children, own a building on some land Fuck a Patek, fuck a Rollie, I'm a faggot, I'm the man, nigga, damn Do a hand stand tanning in the sand 'cause I can Highs and lows, I know a flow that might surprise you, though I keep pain inside my body, gotta let him out Scream 'til everything is tearing at the seams They don't want none of that Fuck nigga talking out his butthole, for what tho? Every person I know hella cutthroat I'm rolling with a crutch, ho, but you the one disabled Think Cain hated Abel? Lay his head on the table Now you is just a fable, looking like a bagel Are you ready? Are you ready? I be drunk walking steady Off the alcohol and medi I'm addicted to not thinking Are you ready? Are you ready? I don't think this nigga ready Why you talking like you is And then you isn't, why you petty? Off it, stomp through the profit I might put your ideology in a coffin Fuck the bullshit infecting your mind Load a full clip of money not bullets you buy High, see a Darkie fly thru the sky Cry when a nigga taking all my pie Why, when my nigga went inside?
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