Songtext zu 'Black Sheep' von Lil Darkie

Fear my sounds
Where I found them
Share my fountain
Run away
Run or stay and fight
Praying night
Befall my sight

Wide-eyed, bide my time
Why'd I find my mind
Right now
Cry, I lie my head down
High off of my pipe
I vow to never be addicted again
See my ego shifting, my friend
Make no mistake
I am very sick of these men
And the way they wanna picket my pen I love, I
Hate the way you look at me
As if I really shouldn't be alive
As if I seem to pull at the
String that keep you fooled that you'll
Survive this, take a look around through
Your iris, you never outliving that
Virus, decision to be living is
High risk, my piss
Yellow like the jello, in my
Big lead fridge, I
Take it out and then get inside
Maybe it'll save me from the nuclear fire
Can't stop
I ain't getting tired
Lie awake at night, I count a million sheep
I spy a spider on my ceiling, he creep, uh
With my niggas in the dead of the night
Strangest figures silhouetted by light
Wanna fight? I would rather not dirty my art
Or my heart, with a feeling like spite, right
I yearn for a different world
Where the people not offended by my negative imagery
Energy, symmetry, I believe there's beauty in what I make
I am the product of everything before me, ain't gonna fake nothing
All I did was make shit with homies and now we fucking buzzing
Bumblebees, the last of a dying breed with my fucking cousins
Yeah, we just gon' create for good and badness sake
We yell until the Sleeping On Us come awake
And I'm just looking forward to some better days
For everybody dying at a different pace
I hope that I can see you in a different place
If none of us competing then there isn't race
I tried just
Know a nigga put in that work one time
All this drawing at a table tend to hurt my spine
Open up my jaw and they avert they eyes
No more
They will hear my cries, I'm
Something more than you would find
By judging my spirit by my ethnic ties

Black sheep, castaway
Don't come near my flock today
With the wolves, go and play
I am not a leper, I was born that way, and
You are not a shepherd, you a wolf in human clothing
Fuck a nigga following and fuck a stick you holding
I am not clay to manipulate for molding

I wish you saw us both
Same
I wish you saw us both
Same
(I wish you saw us both)
I wish you saw us both—

No, shit
This nigga doesn't give a fuck about you
New shit hit just like a typhoon
Don't talk to me when I'm drawing my toons
Ho, bitch
Please listen to a nigga when he moving his lips
Like go little Indian he moving his hips
Like show all the little men what doing shit is
Make a decision: Are you a black sheep?
There is no place like
Home, for the tired
Huh, you may wanna go out of your way
But every single second falling off of these days
I don't want none of your sitting and hating another
Spider gang brighter than you and yo' sister and brother
I have mines
Write my lines
Take my time
Before we die
What have we done to home in the sky?
Wanted to fly a little too high
I just want to know where I go, Michael
Maybe I'm a— maybe I'm a fool, I trifle
I don't wanna see the end but, I
I won't stop marching, friends

Where did he come from and where did he go?)
(I saw him that one time outside of a show)
(I know who he is now, but I didn't know)
(Of something that ugly with a radiant glow)
(Where did he come from and where did he go?)
(I saw him that one time outside of a show)
(I know who he is now, but I didn't know)
(Of something that ugly with a radiant glow)
(Where did he come from and where did he go?)
(I saw him that one time outside of a show)
(I know who he is now, but I didn't know)
(Of something that ugly with a radiant glow)