Lyrics MONDAY GUNDAY 2 - Lil Darkie

MONDAY GUNDAY 2

Why you like me hurt?
Why you’d like to see me down?
They made Jesus hurt
Huh!
they gave that nigga a crown!
Covered him in dirt
Hid him back behind the ground!
Got up!
For one more round!
Get up my nigga
Can’t let you get wet up my nigga
Don’t forget to breathe!
Forget to breathe!
And you might end up on yo knees
But you got nobody to please!
Focus on gain
Don’t walk around looking to pain
Don’t walk around like you the devil
Cause niggas like me ain’t the one you should meddle with
I got to much going for me to settle bitch
I’ll hit that peddle quick hitchu with metal ditch
All of it burn it like it was the kettle
Or thc peddle
I have depression!
That is my honest confession!
If I’m gonna die anyway
Then id rather fight you any day
Than let you call me «gay»
Get away
Without running your fade
Hit yo gut like a blade
Outta muscle it made
Wanna tussle I bathe
In my own blood and my sweat and my tears
I won’t let peers in my circle get near
«I play nirvana and dress really weird
Makes up for how I got nobody dear "
Why you ignoring yo self nigga?
It don’t matter if yo daddy missing
Momma tripping
Parter dissing you
Don’t be a chicken dude
Ball up yo fist move into position
Hit em in rhythim
Don’t care if he sitting
If he put a finger on me then I get him
I will not let him
My knuckle I fed him
As soon as it met him
I chuckle he yellin
Keep talking shit then I bust in yo jaw
Out came the principal out came the law
Ask every body just what they had saw
Darkie was fighting and cussing and raw
Punish us equally
Even though he wouldn’t speak to me
Less he was trying to weaken me
I gotta keep it g
Should’ntyou punish a nigga
For fighting but also his reasoning?
Excellent seasoning!
Making our youth into pussies
That can’t tell a good from an evil thing
That’s what you saying then?
Telling a nigga to kill himself
Bad as him walking in and spraying them?
I run around no hope in sight
The one’s that kill won’t let us fight
The blood I spill took no one’s life
You demons seem to want my rights
Should I bring the pipes?
Take it in my own hands
No that isn’t right?
You ain’t doing shite!
You ain’t doing shit calling me
White cause I ain’t black enough
To brighten up ya sight
Hateful people bite!
Narrower perspective than a mite
Or a detective with his glass upon the type
Trying to read without a light!
They create the crazy with the rifle ducking
Plucking all the fruit before they ripe!
Pow!
Monday gunday
Monday run my fade
Keep the people in haze
You’re the kind subservient nigga we tryna raise
Color in the lines
If you don’t we got our ways
Not very many people bothered me after that
Monday gunday
Monday run my fade
I ain’t pulling out no blade
Imma beat the shit out that nigga who called me faggot
I could shoot the nigga but that would make me a maggot
Take it to the blacktop
Fuck that ratchet bitch, that call me a school shooter
I’ll nut on your face, lil bitch my tool shoot her
All you students hate me, the teacher pussy I loot her
I’m in honors ap my nigga you get tutored
Nigga what you got for lunch?
Munching fruit, add a punch!
When it hit I hear a crunch!
His shit broken got a hunch!
Call me red dot one more time!
Indian, you do the math!
I be fed up, how you whine!
In the end you see my wrath!
Bitch I dare you to suspend me
I’ll put you in the air!
Bitch it’s too late to befriend me
I’m too upset to care!
Bitch I’m far too gone can’t hurt me
You see my mental tear!
When you begging me for mercy
I smile as I stare!
Bitch you make me wanna shoot you
I ain’t evil bitch I can’t
I just want to put my message deep inside your brain
When we run I’m pissed they won’t talk down I learned my lesson
They play pumped up kicks in pe warmup while we stretching
Monday gunday
Monday run my fade
I ain’t pulling out no k
Stop making fun of my skin tone and the way I’m speaking
I will leave you done with ya bone exposed and it leaking
Bullies!
(Soundcloud is a hoe)