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Lil Darkie
Lil Darkie
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Joshua Hamilton
Joshua Hamilton
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Wendigo
Wendigo
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Fear my sounds Where I found them Share my fountain Run away Run or stay and fight Praying night Befall my sight Wide-eyed, bide my time Why'd I find my mind Right now Cry, I lie my head down High off of my pipe I vow to never be addicted again See my ego shifting, my friend Make no mistake I am very sick of these men And the way they wanna picket my pen I love, I Hate the way you look at me As if I really shouldn't be alive As if I seem to pull at the String that keep you fooled that you'll Survive this, take a look around through Your iris, you never outliving that Virus, decision to be living is High risk, my piss Yellow like the jello, in my Big lead fridge, I Take it out and then get inside Maybe it'll save me from the nuclear fire Can't stop I ain't getting tired Lie awake at night, I count a million sheep I spy a spider on my ceiling, he creep, uh With my niggas in the dead of the night Strangest figures silhouetted by light Wanna fight? I would rather not dirty my art Or my heart, with a feeling like spite, right I yearn for a different world Where the people not offended by my "negative" imagery Energy, symmetry, I believe there's beauty in what I make I am the product of everything before me, ain't gonna fake nothing All I did was make shit with homies and now we fucking buzzing Bumblebees, the last of a dying breed with my fucking cousins Yeah, we just gon' create for good and badness sake We yell until the "Sleeping On Us" come awake And I'm just looking forward to some better days For everybody dying at a different pace I hope that I can see you in a different place If none of us competing then there isn't race I tried just Know a nigga put in that work one time All this drawing at a table tend to hurt my spine Open up my jaw and they avert they eyes No more They will hear my cries, I'm Something more than you would find By judging my spirit by my ethnic ties Black sheep, castaway Don't come near my flock today With the wolves, go and play I am not a leper, I was born that way, and You are not a shepherd, you a wolf in human clothing Fuck a nigga following and fuck a stick you holding I am not clay to manipulate for molding I wish you saw us both Same I wish you saw us both Same (I wish you saw us both) I wish you saw us both- No, shit This nigga doesn't give a fuck about you New shit hit just like a typhoon Don't talk to me when I'm drawing my toons Ho, bitch Please listen to a nigga when he moving his lips Like go little Indian he moving his hips Like show all the little men what doing shit is Make a decision, are you a black sheep? There is no place like Home, for the tired Huh, you may wanna go out of your way But every single second falling off of these days I don't want none of your sitting and hating another Spider gang brighter than you and yo' sister and brother I have mines Write my lines Take my time Before we die What have we done to home in the sky? Wanted to fly a little too high I just want to know where I go, Michael Maybe I'm a-, maybe I'm a fool, I trifle I don't wanna see the end but, I I won't stop marching, friends Where did he come from and where did he go?) (I saw him that one time outside of a show) (I know who he is now, but I didn't know) (Of something that ugly with a radiant glow) (Where did he come from and where did he go?) (I saw him that one time outside of a show) (I know who he is now, but I didn't know) (Of something that ugly with a radiant glow) (Where did he come from and where did he go?) (I saw him that one time outside of a show) (I know who he is now, but I didn't know) (Of something that ugly with a radiant glow)
Writer(s): Alexander Wacksman, Joshua Hamilton Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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