Lil Darkie
DRY
[Intro: Lil Darkie]
I used to grind my teeth as a child
Yes, that is the sound of my fucking teeth
Ahh (Ra-ra-ra-raw)

[Verse 1: Lil Darkie & Christ Dillinger]
Piss on my neck, piss on my back
Piss in my mouth if there's no water in the tap
Pussy, pussy n***as' pocket pussy dryer then Iraq
I don't, I don't, I don't have no moisture in myself to yack
Feel my skin it start to crack off, rippin' my ballsack off
I cannot spit so a n***a cannot jack off
Wack, sauce wit' a n***a lackin'
Ain't no feces from my back end
And what do protrude is blackened by the sun
And you'll be packin' peanuts but we lacking Jesus
Nobody manufacture him no more
Read the bible front to back no more
Ain't more trees to paper-ise for sure
I write holy books on the mountains in my blood so you can see well (You already know)
Spread the word before solar burn a hole through our retinal gel

[Verse 2: Christ Dillinger]
Water scarcity, shit's a rarity
Only pain can bring these humans clarity
Speaking up, but you still ain't hearing me
Sure there's ice in your chain, but there's no ice in your cup
Sure there's water in your veins, but no water in your mug
Poison filling up your lungs
N***as shooting fighting over bitches over Twitter
Shit, who they gonna shoot when they fighting over water, oh, that's you
No boo-hoo, ain't no tears for that my dude
Climate change is such a bother, you can blame it on your father
Maybe blame it on his father (Fuck him too)
Take a 30-minute shower 'til the bitch don't even bother
Now you got a baby bottle full of piss to feed your toddler
Have you ever been to India? Take a trip to India
Soon there will be no India, soon there will be no Indica
And you know who's to blame when there is no fucking rain
And all you ever feel is pain because there is no water in your brain
Excuse me, your honour, I know nothing about this water
Share my rations with my daughter
If I even have a daughter, 'cause she might not have a father
N***a died of dehydration 'cause there ain't no fucking water
[Interlude: mesq]
All right, Christ Dillinger, I need a drink (Fo' sure, fo' sure)

[Verse 3: mesq]
I got the answer
Water eliminates cancer
Bottle of standard
Liquid inside the commander
I'm inside the sea and I'm floating away
Put 'em all with me and water makes them okay
I don't wanna be nobody, I don't wanna have nobody
Bitch, I want water, Christ their father
All too dry, we die, then n***a, no lake man monster
We'll get slaughtered, world gets dried
There's no ocean, no cloud sky in the water
Man drop dead, die
Pull up singing on my own boat ride

[Bridge: mesq]
Dehydrate the H2O
Dehydrate the H2O
Dehydrate the H2O (Ay)

[Verse 4: Eddison]
Ooh, (Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay)
Where's all the water? I ate it
Where's all the colors? They fading
Where's all the pussy? They hatin'
Feel like I'm Drake with the Draco, Drakin'
I need the street, vacant
I don't need sleep, bitch, order Chinese, it's bakin'
Pussy n***a talkin' all the pussy 'til I hit 'em with the masturbation
Pussy n***a talkin' all the pussy 'til I hit 'em with the water
That ain't yo' bitch, I bought her
Sippin on that muck juice, bitch, and I brought it in a bottle
Broke the bitch phone, can't call her
I got all the water, and the keys came with it
And the PCP made me kill children
I just miss the [?] with the "keep them lit"
Bitch don't fuck a geek cuz they keys is busy
And they keep shit dope
Keep it on the goddamn low
All the drip dried up
And the water can't flow, it don't nowhere go
Finna bust a nut and I go, go, go like a gadget
Faggot fuckin' on the dead, bitch
The pussy got maggots, shit crackin
Bitch I'm from Florida, I'm saggin'
Bitch I just pulled up like fucus
I feel like I'm crashin' the wagon, this batshit
Crazy, and I'ma turn all they paper to sand
Yeah, I'm dehydrated
They finna smoke all this crack that I'm makin'
I'm finna sell it to mommies and daddies
And I sell it to everyone, I said that to anyone
I got all the medicine
And my name is motherfuckin' eddison
I'm better than your baby daddies motherfuckin' ever been
There really no comparison
Look at my nails, keratin
Look at the jails, overpopulated
Look at this weed, so concentrated
Look at me pee, so constipated
Look at these trees and the bees
Everything's so green, thank god for Satan