KNUP - Lil Darkie, Eddison

If he talking reckless we stomp him in his shit

On the concrete breathless, I’m running from a pitbull

And if he talking that shit, get a fist full (Huh)

American and Soviet missiles

Pistol up on my hip

I let it rack back nigga

This is the America I love

I love it, lo-lo, I love it now

I love it, lo-lo, the thudding sound

Punk is dead because punk is cool now

I still wanna burn down my school now

Punk is cool but the gunk rock not yet

I hate all of you faggot cops that

Are killing all the children (Everything is different)

Everything’s the same now

No one will remember (I just remembered)

My brother’s birthday is in September

I just wanna break your femur (I am Lil Darkie, a cracked out lemur)

Punk ain’t punk anymore, at least by definition

Throw your junk on the floor

Litter 'n' kill the children

Read your book like a bitch until you can’t read shit

Now you smokin' a leaf until you can’t breathe

Bitch yuh, shut up (Okay)

You can’t make my fuckin' dick go the fuck up

Bitch I feel like I’ma OD

'Cause I’m a punk

That boy love talkin' to police

Until he get touched

I enter hell like «Where's the hair gel?»

I feel compelled to kill you fuckers

Yo, I can’t tell if you really hear dem demons

You need help (You need help)

If you really wanna die then very well

Oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi

Oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi

Oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi

Oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi

I don’t got a problem with you

And you don’t got a problem with me

Until we bleed

On the floor for the demon

Bleed up and down

Around the town

And I wanna know what kind of what else

Am I gonna encounter being part of a self?

Anticipate, these niggas hate

And hit it great until you fade

And I don’t want it to be the last time (Uh)

That I see you in a past life

And I don’t really wanna wait until the end, that’s right

And I don’t really wanna wait until we’re friends, that’s right

Yeah, it don’t really begin until the end, that’s right

Momma, I’m not dying

Momma, I’m alive again

Momma, I’m defying

The odds and I’m flying

And I don’t really wanna wait until the end, that’s right

And I don’t really wanna wait until we’re friends, that’s right

Yeah, it don’t really begin until the end, that’s right (Hah)

Show me yours you can see mine, see mine

Suck my dick in the meantime, meantime

I’m knee deep in a feline, be mine

If it red make a beeline, beeline for the door

He prefer the midget shorter whores

I pray for the end of border wars

I sleep on a bench, see quarters more

I reek of the stench, work 4 to 4

(Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)

(Ayy, ayy, ayy)

Why the fuck do you look like a dumpling (Yuh)

I’ma fuck on your face 'til you love me (Oh-okay)

I need a monkey bitch with sharp teeth (Yuh)

Tryna shoot you in your braces

Don’t play with me, lil' bitch

I don’t have no hair to spike up

I just got a mic I might stuff with messages

Lessening the damage

I am so paranoid of everything

I manage to fuck up it all up

He got his balls tucked

Pop pop, tranny lover

I feel like Danny Glover, Mel Gibson, and Joe Pesci

Lethal weapon if he steppin', nigga don’t test me

If police see it happen, they gon' arrest me

I got voices in my head and they all mine nigga

What are my choices, am I dead?

Nah, you just fine nigga

What am I, really just a red line forehead faggot?

(Yeah)

Caught you lacking

Ba-dah-ba-ba-ba-ba

Oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi

Oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi

Oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi

Oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi