Lil darkie - LEARNING TO NOT GIVE A FUCK lyrics

lil darkie [Joshua Jagan Hamilton]

[Lil darkie - LEARNING TO NOT GIVE A FUCK lyrics]

Oh, what's that? Another no melody beat?
You better put a melody on this later

I limp like a pimp and I spit like a llama
Chimp with a tool in his hand, Talking Tom-a
Hawk in the sky flying at Osama
No killing innocents I'm not Obama
Spilling a little bit out my bomber
Courtesy USA and our commas
Dirty a synonym for your mama
I'm little darkie nigga I'm brahma
Rama, run up on you with the knowledge
Run up my mo-fucking mileage
Niggas was telling me I couldn't do it
You blew it
Now you acting childish
I'm on my wild shit
Why is he saying the N-word?
Nigga 'cause I won't pretend
Where I'm from
Nigga 'cause all of my friends aren't bums
Who believe you can own a word, own a tongue
Dumb
Own a person own none
Culture wars ain't no fun
Ultra liberal scum, Nazi niggas go run
Vultures circle the sun
Learn to not to give a fuck
Learn to not to give hate back
Earn a lot with no luck
Burn the herb and fade
Turn the world and pray
That yo' cake become fat
But who really cares?
Nobody aware, in love with they hair
In love with the self
Wealth growing, stealth blowing
I cannot have any privacy
Even my closest of homies could lie to me
They could decide to be slithering snakes
Where the withering wraiths
Keep a blistering pace
See a fist in your face

Hey, CUBENSiS, do it to 'em

When niggas first called me a Darkie
I didn't like it
When my bully called me a sand nigga
I'd bite it
And I can say whatever as long
As that shit is my story
I can read the book to you
Do not try to deny for me
Oh-oh-oh you're so offended
I meant to tell you I'm uncaring
That kid didn't care about me
When he said dad and mom's sparring
Was an unholy one because mama was a species
That my father created from laying feces
Fuck the hate

And fuck all of yo race, what?
Race is fake and a nigga really
Ought to sit and wake up
Wake up
Wake up from your slumber the
Words they made are worthless
Walk among the lumber with birds
And we're shirtless
Adam and Eve
We better leave, eating the apple
Ignoring the trees

Please take shrooms and make the music
Or my goons will fucking lose it
On that medicine, it setting in
I see the end approaching
It encroaching with a motion
Wavy like I slurp a potion
I'm an addict, bad kid
He listening to Madlib
Lab grade bud mixed with OP
Inside in my grinder
Mad hate bubble in me 'till
I nut inside her
Uh
I should take my hate and cage
It up with a divider
I can starve the nigga
I can learn to not bother
I can learn to take after my father
Wallow in your stress
I wanna be better than the rest
Tired of blaming genetics inability
To just learn

Learn not to give a fuck
Learn to not give a fuck about anything

Frankly, I couldn't give a shit what
I rap about on this beat
So make sure it's retarded

Chapo cop a choco taco
Stop yo' bitching switching up and
Scratching at yo lotto
Ticket choppa pop staccato, motto
It's quit yo' yapping
Say you scheming, but you capping
Talking shit that you ain't backing
You look goofy on the back-end
I like my fries to look like nachos, macho
Jeweler selling fruits like he gazpacho
I see you tweet a lot
Fiending for clout nigga
What you about? Better spit
That shit out quicker
Homina, yo bitch is Lucifer, summon her
I keep a crucible front of my drum
When I'm shooting, I loosen her some
Shooting my load on her back and her bum
(Deal with it, deal with it)
I feel my skin peel
It ain't no big deal as
Long as I don't kneel to my animal instinct
Let's invent the wheel
Imagine these mud huts
Tall and made of steel
I'm uncomfortable, I need a shoe for my feet
I eat some food for my meat body
Tired of shitting in woods
I need some good for my seat potty
I need a whip 'cause I
Don't wanna walk no more
Fuck a musket nigga I need a Glock to tow
Make it reliable, bang the top back
Fuck a nigga, bringing ankle socks back
Paint a picture, I'm in rancho kookamunga
Smoking on lumber, go dumber than hummers
That yellow, that bee
Why they bumble and rumble
Yo, whip it stumble, so
It might cause a fumble

Ah fuck, I dropped the mic on the ground
(Oh no)
It's almost like that was related
To the last bar

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