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HOLOCAUST - Lil Darkie/WENDIGO.lrc

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[00:00.86]Ha, hey guys let's do one of those no melody songs, that'll be so creative
[00:06.57]Yeah, uh, yeah, yeah
[00:08.16]Hey Wendigo, you sound like Kenny Beats right now
[00:11.61]Chase money, chase money, haha
[00:14.19]Yeah, oh my God, bitch, yes, yeah, Wendi
[00:19.74]B-B-bitch I'm smokin' gas in my chambers like it’s the holocaust
[00:23.65]Pull up with a K on my rifle, that’s what the holo cost
[00:27.31]Teacher said you won't be successful makin' those animations
[00:31.02]Shut yo apple-eatin' ass up and do some laminations
[00:34.67]I tear a page out the bible if I be out of papers
[00:38.48]Idle bitches worshipin' idols, put acid in yo wafer
[00:42.13]Pastor said you won't be successful gettin' that boomin'
[00:45.80]Did I ask ya bitch ass? You a huma
[00:48.17]And I'ma be a star soon, wavy like Ahab, hit that bitch with the harpoo
[00:54.32]Save me, I may have pulled the trigger, ate some hard 'shrooms Maybe I'm faded but I wiggle like a cartoon
[01:02.22]Yeah, I feel like a cartoon
[01:05.45]I’m in yo devices, perpetuate your vices in crisis but I'm the nicest
[01:10.40]Always eat your food with spices
[01:12.52]Pay attention to the prices, don't be made into a sucka
[01:15.99]You won't have enough for supper, keep ya numbers on the upper
[01:20.22]Tupperware eatin', my seatin' steady on the carpet
[01:23.48]I park it and then I spark it, no marketin' hittin' targets
[01:27.17]Hit like a guitar pick that's strummin'
[01:30.15]Or like a drum that be gunnin' you down for fun, I chuckle and then I run
[01:35.04]Run up, I dump it out, he wanna t**** it out
[01:37.03]Coke in a mountain, my bitch gotta lump it ou
[01:38.69]Don't do no arguments, pull up, no parkin' it
[01:40.48]You hear the sound when my niggas is sparkin' i
[01:42.34]I got two hands on that shit, I won't double bac
[01:44.08]I got that cookie it double wrap
[01:45.72]I got Gelato in Cuban tobacco
[01:47.23]I popped a new bottle and blew out her back, ho
[01:49.30]I act like a wacko
[01:50.23]I spit like I'm chewin' on you and don't know what to do with the goo
[01:52.78]You a slimy ass bitch, you drip like a garbage ba
[01:54.82]Try me, I'll always pull up with a larger mag
[01:56.89]Built like an armory, niggas got no chance of harmin' m
[01:59.13]Smoke up a garden G, I think it harden me
[02:00.25]I am not hurtin', my pain is too far to see
[02:02.80]Bitch if we kick it, no way you say "Naw" to weed or to poppin' a bottl
[02:05.88]We pop him, he waddle
[02:07.16]I ain't never dawdle, I'm kickin' the throttle while ****in' a model
[02:09.61]I stay as drawin', yo life is novel and most of it awful, uh
[02:11.70]Nobody read no more, I stay on the screen, you whore
[02:15.65]You pay to get to seen, you poor
[02:17.14]Don't play for no team, I'm bored, huh?
[02:19.09]Talkin' that shit yo lip look like an asshol
[02:20.80]Walk in that bitch, shoot the bricks out yo castl
[02:22.60]You one them niggas, not purse, it’s a satche
[02:24.41]That shit a purse, but it’s less of a hassl
[02:26.33]Why it got tassels? Why it got tassels on it?
[02:29.01]I won't pass the chronic to ya, supersonic-hoover-vacuum, bitch
[02:31.65]I pack her smackin' lips
[02:32.77]My dick attack her, slip inside her back-end quic
[02:34.85]Stackin' chips like it’s a Pringles can
[02:34.96]Let’s get it crackin' bitch, bitc
[02:37.65]Bring it then, bring it then
[02:41.34]Bitch, I'm, bitch, I'
[02:43.55]Bitch, I'm smoking (bitch, I'm smoking) gas in my chambers like it’s the holocaus
[02:48.67]Cubie!
[02:49.19]Bitch, bring the hat
[02:50.62]Bring the smoke
[02:52.41]Bitch, bring the hat
[02:53.71]Bring the smoke
[02:54.88]Bitch, I'm feelin' grea
[02:56.03]Yeah, (bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch
[03:03.45]Bitch, bring the hat, bring the smoke
[03:05.59]Bitch, I'm feelin' grea, chopstick get ate
[03:08.26]**** yo fate, change your ****in' state
[03:10.53]Under sewer grates, put the stock up to my waist
[03:13.72]I make you flip, like a cake, **** yo zip, yo cookie fake
[03:17.36]I tend to drip when I bake, put tobacco in my face
[03:20.99]Bitch, off the rip, I be laced, go outside and catch a cas
[03:24.58]The bitch wet from the mace, riot dyin' in the stree
[03:28.30]Keep up the pace, **** you slowin' for?
[03:30.40]We racin' on our feet, we move with haste
[03:32.94]I’m amazed, all these niggas fallin' of
[03:35.76]Free 14, all these other rappers soft
[03:38.22]Spider Gang, choppa cough
[03:40.53]Bitch, on paper I look greater than president
[03:42.74]Set preposterous precedents, got a roster of resonance copper?
[03:46.79]Bother the residents proper, stockin' your evidence locker
[03:50.32]Medicine set, it’ll stomp your head in a dropper
[03:53.87]I keep the lead in a yappa, I get to poppin' ya top or ya legs and sever spit red
[03:59.14]And I drop ya dead and in heaven with papa
[04:01.53]B-B-bitch I'm smokin' heat like an oven, Hansel and Grete
[04:04.87]Sippin' tea inside your neighborhood, cannot handle the kettle
[04:08.36]Pullin' up, double glovin', I'm buzzin' grippin' the metals
[04:11.97]Spend a dozen and dip before he can settle (Yuh)
[04:15.65]He want beef, but he a chicken, I smoke a bitch, rotisseri
[04:19.27]You history, I use my machine to make you a mystery like Scooby-Doo
[04:24.21]I roll up my doobie, full of the beautiful
[04:26.83]Her booty pull me in 'cause she's suitable, irrefutable
[04:30.47]Run up on you, make you a victim, I'm the ****in' shooter
[04:33.97]I don't pay for features, I lick 'em, watch your damn computer
[04:37.78]Back in high school they took my scooter, they made me a looter (They did it)
[04:41.31]I feel smart, I ain't need no tutor, born a true intruder
[04:44.93]Bitch I'm smokin' gas in my chambers like it's the holocaus
[04:48.54]P-P-Pull up with a K on my rifle, that’s what the holo cost
[04:52.15]T-T-Teacher said you won't be successful makin' those animations
[04:55.84]T-T-Teacher ain't no doctor, ain't got no patience (Nah)
[04:58.87]I feel like a cartoon (Yeah, yeah)
[05:03.60]Bitch, bitch (Huh?), I feel like a cartoon, huh
[05:09.03](Ha, now we're so original guys
[05:10.78]Let's add that to the new genre
[05:12.51]Oh my god, so lyrical
[05:14.24]I only deserve when there's so much clou-)
文本歌词
Ha, hey guys let's do one of those no melody songs, that'll be so creative
Yeah, uh, yeah, yeah
Hey Wendigo, you sound like Kenny Beats right now
Chase money, chase money, haha
Yeah, oh my God, bitch, yes, yeah, Wendi
B-B-bitch I'm smokin' gas in my chambers like it’s the holocaust
Pull up with a K on my rifle, that’s what the holo cost
Teacher said you won't be successful makin' those animations
Shut yo apple-eatin' ass up and do some laminations
I tear a page out the bible if I be out of papers
Idle bitches worshipin' idols, put acid in yo wafer
Pastor said you won't be successful gettin' that boomin'
Did I ask ya bitch ass? You a huma
And I'ma be a star soon, wavy like Ahab, hit that bitch with the harpoo
Save me, I may have pulled the trigger, ate some hard 'shrooms Maybe I'm faded but I wiggle like a cartoon
Yeah, I feel like a cartoon
I’m in yo devices, perpetuate your vices in crisis but I'm the nicest
Always eat your food with spices
Pay attention to the prices, don't be made into a sucka
You won't have enough for supper, keep ya numbers on the upper
Tupperware eatin', my seatin' steady on the carpet
I park it and then I spark it, no marketin' hittin' targets
Hit like a guitar pick that's strummin'
Or like a drum that be gunnin' you down for fun, I chuckle and then I run
Run up, I dump it out, he wanna t**** it out
Coke in a mountain, my bitch gotta lump it ou
Don't do no arguments, pull up, no parkin' it
You hear the sound when my niggas is sparkin' i
I got two hands on that shit, I won't double bac
I got that cookie it double wrap
I got Gelato in Cuban tobacco
I popped a new bottle and blew out her back, ho
I act like a wacko
I spit like I'm chewin' on you and don't know what to do with the goo
You a slimy ass bitch, you drip like a garbage ba
Try me, I'll always pull up with a larger mag
Built like an armory, niggas got no chance of harmin' m
Smoke up a garden G, I think it harden me
I am not hurtin', my pain is too far to see
Bitch if we kick it, no way you say "Naw" to weed or to poppin' a bottl
We pop him, he waddle
I ain't never dawdle, I'm kickin' the throttle while ****in' a model
I stay as drawin', yo life is novel and most of it awful, uh
Nobody read no more, I stay on the screen, you whore
You pay to get to seen, you poor
Don't play for no team, I'm bored, huh?
Talkin' that shit yo lip look like an asshol
Walk in that bitch, shoot the bricks out yo castl
You one them niggas, not purse, it’s a satche
That shit a purse, but it’s less of a hassl
Why it got tassels? Why it got tassels on it?
I won't pass the chronic to ya, supersonic-hoover-vacuum, bitch
I pack her smackin' lips
My dick attack her, slip inside her back-end quic
Stackin' chips like it’s a Pringles can
Let’s get it crackin' bitch, bitc
Bring it then, bring it then
Bitch, I'm, bitch, I'
Bitch, I'm smoking (bitch, I'm smoking) gas in my chambers like it’s the holocaus
Cubie!
Bitch, bring the hat
Bring the smoke
Bitch, bring the hat
Bring the smoke
Bitch, I'm feelin' grea
Yeah, (bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch
Bitch, bring the hat, bring the smoke
Bitch, I'm feelin' grea, chopstick get ate
**** yo fate, change your ****in' state
Under sewer grates, put the stock up to my waist
I make you flip, like a cake, **** yo zip, yo cookie fake
I tend to drip when I bake, put tobacco in my face
Bitch, off the rip, I be laced, go outside and catch a cas
The bitch wet from the mace, riot dyin' in the stree
Keep up the pace, **** you slowin' for?
We racin' on our feet, we move with haste
I’m amazed, all these niggas fallin' of
Free 14, all these other rappers soft
Spider Gang, choppa cough
Bitch, on paper I look greater than president
Set preposterous precedents, got a roster of resonance copper?
Bother the residents proper, stockin' your evidence locker
Medicine set, it’ll stomp your head in a dropper
I keep the lead in a yappa, I get to poppin' ya top or ya legs and sever spit red
And I drop ya dead and in heaven with papa
B-B-bitch I'm smokin' heat like an oven, Hansel and Grete
Sippin' tea inside your neighborhood, cannot handle the kettle
Pullin' up, double glovin', I'm buzzin' grippin' the metals
Spend a dozen and dip before he can settle (Yuh)
He want beef, but he a chicken, I smoke a bitch, rotisseri
You history, I use my machine to make you a mystery like Scooby-Doo
I roll up my doobie, full of the beautiful
Her booty pull me in 'cause she's suitable, irrefutable
Run up on you, make you a victim, I'm the ****in' shooter
I don't pay for features, I lick 'em, watch your damn computer
Back in high school they took my scooter, they made me a looter (They did it)
I feel smart, I ain't need no tutor, born a true intruder
Bitch I'm smokin' gas in my chambers like it's the holocaus
P-P-Pull up with a K on my rifle, that’s what the holo cost
T-T-Teacher said you won't be successful makin' those animations
T-T-Teacher ain't no doctor, ain't got no patience (Nah)
I feel like a cartoon (Yeah, yeah)
Bitch, bitch (Huh?), I feel like a cartoon, huh
(Ha, now we're so original guys
Let's add that to the new genre
Oh my god, so lyrical
I only deserve when there's so much clou-)