MONDAY GUNDAY 2 Lil Darkie

[Part I]

[Intro]
I regret nothing
I regret nothing
I regret nothing

[Verse 1]
Why you like me hurt (Yuh)
Why you'd like to see me down
They made Jesus hurt (Yuh)
They gave that nigga a crown
Covered him in dirt (Yuh)
Hid him back beneath the ground
Got up for one more round (Yuh)
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 too much going for me to settle bitch
I'll hit that pedal quick, hit you with metal ditch
All of it burn it like it was a kettle or THC peddle
I have depression, that is my honest confession
If I'm gonna die anyway
Then I'd rather fight you any day then 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 yourself nigga
It don't matter if yo' daddy missing
Momma tripping
Partner dissing you
Don't be a chicken dude
Ball up yo' fist move into position
Hit him in rhythm
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 yelling
Keep talking shit then I bust in yo' jaw
Out came the principal out came the law
Ask everybody 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
Shouldn't you 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
That is walking in and spraying them?
I run around no hope in sight (Yuh)
The ones that kill won't let us fight (Yuh)
The blood I spill took no ones life (Ayy)
You demons seem to want my rights (Yuh)
Should I bring the pipes? (Uh)
Take it in my own hands
No that isn't right (Yuh)
You ain't doing shite! (Yuh)
You ain't doing shit
Calling me white 'cause I ain't black enough to brighten up yo' sight (Yuh)
Hateful people bite (Uh)
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!