Текст песни HURT - Lil Darkie

Tough tough tough
You get stuffed like a turkey
Throwing thirty aint enough
To the dirty i been cuffed
Fuck
Deer nigga
I just pulled up with the buck
In my truck
Smoking luck
Hunting stunting through the muck
Made him, duck
Fuck nigga fly away
Day to day
I'll be standing where you lay
Understand ill make you
Pay up
Stay up
Til you walk out
Pull the glock out
...talk bout what
You not bout
Imma rock out
If he talk loud
Bullets in my gun become the sound inside his brain
Gripping 22s i think i'll stay wit my ak (ok)
47, i might send this whore to heaven, uh
Lordy reverend pray for me and all my brethren, uh
Learned my lesson walking round
And looking for a fight
2nd grade i ripped a pussy skin off wit my bite
Too tight with the enemy, they sending me threats
Hit kennedy so mentally he definitely left
Identity theft all these niggas wanna be me
Wishing they could out me boy you pouting to a genie
I'm houdini lamborghini and martinis in her teenie
Lil bikini got her fiending for my weenie i'm the
Man
Damn
No hands
Hit my, dance
Hit my blunt
Stupid cunt
Aint no, chance
At a glance
I could put you in a trance
Ran up with the stick i said i ran up with the lance
Cracker called us all spear chuckers
Mother fucker pucker up cuz you a sucker i wont tuck
My javelin
Talking feelings i might put you underneath the
Gravel and dirt and
I a'int worried about the mother fucking day you having
Hurt
Hurt ugh pain in my brain
Hurt yuh it's raining again
Hurt ugh pain in my heart
Hurt yuh it tear me apart