Jack Daniels (feat. WENDIGO) - Lil Darkie

Ha, hey guys, let's do one of those no melody songs That'll be so creative Yeah, uh, yeah, yeah Ayy, Wendigo, you sound like Kenny Beats right now, hahaha Chase the money, chase money, hahaha 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 niggas worshipin' idols, put acid in yo wafers Pastor said you won't be successful gettin' that boomin' Did I ask ya pussy nigga? You a human And I'ma be a star soon, wavy like Ahab, hit that nigga with the harpoon 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 thump it out Coke in a mountain, my bitch gotta lump it out Don't do no arguments, pull up, no parkin' it You hear the sound when my niggas is sparkin' it I got two hands on that bitch, I won't double back 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 nigga, you drip like a garbage bag Try me, I'll always pull up with a larger mag Built like an armory, niggas got no chance of harmin' me 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 bottle We pop him, he waddle I ain't never dawdle, I'm kickin' the throttle while fuckin' 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 asshole Walk in that bitch, shoot the bricks out yo castle You one them niggas, not purse, it's a satchel That shit a purse, but it's less of a hassle 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 quick Stackin' chips like it's a Pringles can Let's get it crackin' bitch, nigga Bring it then, bring it then Bitch, I'm, bitch, I'm Bitch, I'm smoking (bitch, I'm smoking) gas in my chambers like it's the holocaust Cubie Bitch, bring the hate, bring the smoke Bitch, bring the hate, bring the smoke Bitch, I'm feelin' great Yeah (bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch) Bitch, bring the hate, bring the smoke Bitch, I'm feelin' great, chopstick get ate Fuck yo fate, change your fuckin' state Under sewer grates, put the stock up to my waist I make you flip, like a cake, fuck 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 case The pussy wet from the mace, riot dyin' in the street Keep up the pace, fuck you slowin' for? We racin' on our feet, we move with haste I'm amazed, all these niggas fallin' off Free 14, all these other rappers soft Spider Gang, choppa cough Bitch, on paper I look greater than presidents 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 Gretel 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 nigga, rotisserie 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 fuckin' 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 holocaust 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-)

Look a-yonder comin', comin' down that railroad track Hey, look a-yonder comin', comin' down that railroad track It's the Orange Blossom Special bringin' my baby back Well, I'm going down to Florida and get some sand in my shoes Or maybe Californy and get some sand in my shoes I'll ride that Orange Blossom Special and lose these New York blues "Say man, when you going back to Florida?" "When am I goin' back to Florida? I don't know, don't reckon I ever will" "Ain't you worried about getting your nourishment in New York?" "Well, I don't care if I do-die do-die, do-die, do-die" Hey talk about a-ramblin' she's the fastest train on the line Talk about a-travellin' she's the fastest train on the line It's that Orange Blossom Special rollin' down the seaboard line

Sometimes when I sit back and really let it register I did everything I said I would, and said it first I mean the world's in denial, but they all know what I'm headed for Ah We 'bout to feed these youngins to the metaverse Meanwhile, I'm over here just tryna pen a verse 'Cause I'm done bein' extra with the extroverts The label used to wonder how I'm supposed to stand next to Vert Prolly never thought that I would get these legs to work I work hard, but hard shit don't need no extra work That's why I show up in a sweatshirt and let it burn The world's mine, I just say, "Fuck it, let it turn" The girl's mine, I just say, "Fuck it, have a turn" The G.O.A.T.s call me to the side like, "Can we have a word?" I could've fronted but I did this shit how I preferred (I preferred) Mmm, I know I should be humble but it's somethin' I just haven't learned Soon enough I have to make these bad habits burn Soon enough we 'bout to come and get the shit we earn You not a fan now, but I remember when you used to be fanned out I'm guessin' when the whole world loves you People only got one way to stand out All that time in the kitchen finally panned out I put some flavor in a pot and took the bland out I know my grandpa would have a heart attack if I pulled a hundred grand out So I'm not gonna pull a hundred grand out I'm hip-hop, do you fully understand? Fully automatic with the jams and they don't jam At the shows I'm 'bout to start handin' out programs 'Cause y'all need to get with the program I'm a grown ass man, call me pops Fuck around and take your phone ass man Everybody know Jack, but they don't know Jack, man They just know I got the flows and the hoes and the packed out shows Ain't too many cons when you playin' with the pros 'Cept for how your life get exposed But I make that sacrifice for the life that I chose I know in Toronto they got soft for the roads But school's closed in Kentucky, so I like when it snowed The kids carry chopsticks not for rice in the bowl School counselors all know how they life is at home Cold like the Minnesota Vikings at home Before I met Drizzy I knew he and I would get along But it's hard to crack jokes when you really want advice I mean what's it like to touch gold every time you touch a mic Touchin' heights, no one gets a touch in life Fuckin' right, young bachelor, what's a wife? Once in a lifetime, 'til I say I want it twice One of a kind, know your everything is one of mine Wanted posters with my face, they know who I'm wanted by Yeah Yeah Cold hearts and heated floors, no parental guidance I just see divorce Therapy sessions, I'm in the waiting room, readin' Forbes Abandonment issues I'm gettin' treated for How much water can I fit under the bridge before it overflows? My son's gotta learn that forgiveness is a lonely road The cribs on his wheel like motor homes Niggas love to try and test us like they know what we on Chubb's got the magazine cover like Rolling Stone 'Cause we already know how they rock, they throwin' stones Whenever you gettin' bigger, there's growin' pains I got enough pull to make the city start throwin' games I'm out here makin' a mockery I got my realtor out here playin' Monopoly How can I address you when you don't own property? They only finesse you when you don't move properly Destined for the win, but you don't get a prize out of me I'm destined for the top, but you can't get a rise out of me 750 for the round, canaries, and they glitterin' Man, you niggas drop trash, you littering I'm overdelivering to the point, it's belittling I mean, the PTSD is triggering, the profit is sickening The stones is shimmering Came from the north but I got hot as fuck, so ain't no shivering, yeah Lucky me, people that don't fuck with me Are linkin' up with people that don't fuck with me to fuck with me This shit is getting ugly And every situation is transactional And every thing they sayin' is irrational And every way they movin' is promotional Everybody's actin' irreplaceable, it's like they ain't disposable My urges for revenge are uncontrollable I know we're gettin' older though, yeah But I gotta get a nigga back for that, it's non-negotiable It's not even debatable I'm gettin' so rich, my music's not even relatable I blow her head up, it's an inflatable Baby blue G class, I feel like a kid again Prayin' on my downfall don't make you religious, man All I hear is plug talk comin' from middleman All I hear is tall tales comin' from little men When I say "Bitch", I'm very rarely referring to women Most of the bitches I know are niggas, they not even women I know that sounds like I'm being funny, I'm not even kidding Same ones that say they run the game when they not even in it To be honest, y'all financial situations my biggest motivation And how you should take that statement is based on what you makin' Whips and chains like a dominatrix, wap, pssh If I see ya, I spit in ya faces, ha-tu Daytonas with the green faces Kentucky derby races, my presence in the spot is so abrasive Box at the Churchill downs, that's motivation, yeah And shorty like, "You know that boy Jack is goin' places" I know Yeah

متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف وتفوت أيام وتمر سنين وانا حالي غريب انا مين انا مين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين على غفلة اتحول بركان جبار انا ضلمة وليل أنا نار ونهار متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف ماشي على طريق مكتوب مرسوم بس انا مسؤول وعليا اللوم ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول قدامي طريق همشيه همشيه نفهم في الآخر كل ده لية متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف

فوسط زحمة وناس كتير وطريق أنا ماشي فيه عكس السير وسط الطموح والأمل والتمني فاضلي خطوة توصلني فوسط حاجات ومكيفات بحاول أنسى كل اللي فات في وسط صدري ضلعي مكسور ومن خلاله قلبي شايف نور أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع فوسط الليل وأنا بعيد عن البشر شفت نور يشبه نور القمر بس القمر مسيره يفارق ويسيبني تاني مع الوحدة أحارب فوسط قصة حب يعني وهمية كان لازم أصدق اصل الوحدة قوية مش كل المشاعر حقيقية أنا شفت نور معرفتش اغمض عنيا أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع

You got a fast car I want a ticket to anywhere Maybe we make a deal Maybe together we can get somewhere Any place is better Startin' from zero, got nothing to lose Maybe we'll make something Me, myself, I got nothing to prove You got a fast car I got a plan to get us out of here I been working at the convenience store Managed to save just a little bit of money Won't have to drive too far Just across the border and into the city You and I can both get jobs Finally see what it means to be living See, my old man's got a problem He lives with the bottle, that's the way it is He says his body's too old for working His body's too young to look like his Mama went off and left him She wanted more from life than he could give I said, "somebody's got to take care of him" So I quit school and that's what I did You got a fast car Is it fast enough so we can fly away? Still gotta make a decision Leave tonight, or live and die this way So, I remember when we were driving, driving in your car Speed so fast, I felt like I was drunk City lights lay out before us And your arm felt nice wrapped 'round my shoulder And I, I, had a feeling that I belonged I, I, had a feeling I could be someone, be someone, be someone You got a fast car We go cruisin', entertain ourselves You still ain't got a job So I work in a market as a checkout girl I know things will get better You'll find work and I'll get promoted We'll move out of the shelter Buy a bigger house, live in the suburbs So, I remember when we were driving, driving in your car Speed so fast, I felt like I was drunk City lights lay out before us And your arm felt nice wrapped 'round my shoulder And I, I, had a feeling that I belonged I, I, had a feeling I could be someone, be someone, be someone You got a fast car I got a job that pays all our bills You stay out drinking late at the bar See more of your friends than you do of your kids I'd always hoped for better Thought maybe together you and me would find it I got no plans, I ain't going nowhere So take your fast car and keep on driving So, I remember when we were driving, driving in your car Speed so fast, I felt like I was drunk City lights lay out before us And your arm felt nice wrapped 'round my shoulder And I, I, had a feeling that I belonged I, I, had a feeling I could be someone, be someone, be someone You got a fast car Is it fast enough so you can fly away? You still gotta make a decision Leave tonight, or live and die this way