DIRTY POTTY Lil Darkie (Ft. BRUHMANEGOD)
"DIRTY POTTY" by Lil Darkie (Ft. BRUHMANEGOD), released in 2021, blends elements of #HipHop and #Rap. The lyrics explore themes of rebellion, absurdity, and social commentary, using humor and shock value. The unique musical elements include energetic beats and unconventional flows, reflecting a raw, underground vibe. The song resonates with youth culture and challenges societal norms.
[Verse 1: BRUHMANEGOD]
11, 11, 11, 11 hours I’m spending atop a dirty potty
No spending power don’t bend for parties that hurt me body
I’m workin' thoughts, in a burning pot I don’t curtsy often
I’m using poison making noise until I fill me coffin
I’ll have you know I don’t want nothing to do with you losers
Ain’t we all losin' ourselves to the point we lose confusion
I feel buzzing all over my damn nerves
Tobaccy burning no longer a damn herb
Disgusting substance in my gullet, fuck it, pull it
Pussy gotta take a breath
Step outside it’s best for life
Or just request your time of death
Where you’ll find there’s never time to change your mind for how you live
God or goddess ganja lock it in a muthafuckin' web (Smoke)
Time for muthafuckin' bed
All these products placin' puss inside the common kind of med
I’ll be smoking till I’m dead
TV is evil all these people get fucked
I need diesel, you need evil you stuck, uh
Relieve your penis, you need semen to bust, I
I’m BMG, I don’t people please for none
One more round I pull up on a muthafuckin' fridge
I need some more balance out it in the fuckin' mix
Split big cigs, ever been mook sick
Foot so big, homies cooked so quick
11, 11, 11, 11 hours I’m spending atop a dirty potty
No spending power don’t bend for parties that hurt me body
I’m workin' thoughts, in a burning pot I don’t curtsy often
I’m using poison making noise until I fill me coffin
I’ll have you know I don’t want nothing to do with you losers
Ain’t we all losin' ourselves to the point we lose confusion
I feel buzzing all over my damn nerves
Tobaccy burning no longer a damn herb
Disgusting substance in my gullet, fuck it, pull it
Pussy gotta take a breath
Step outside it’s best for life
Or just request your time of death
Where you’ll find there’s never time to change your mind for how you live
God or goddess ganja lock it in a muthafuckin' web (Smoke)
Time for muthafuckin' bed
All these products placin' puss inside the common kind of med
I’ll be smoking till I’m dead
TV is evil all these people get fucked
I need diesel, you need evil you stuck, uh
Relieve your penis, you need semen to bust, I
I’m BMG, I don’t people please for none
One more round I pull up on a muthafuckin' fridge
I need some more balance out it in the fuckin' mix
Split big cigs, ever been mook sick
Foot so big, homies cooked so quick
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