LIL DARK SAMBO

[Intro]
Hello humans!
I am Sambo!
Hahahahaha

[Chorus]
Bitch, I’m Lil Dark Sambo
In the jungle like I’m Rambo
Keep a handle on my damn pole
Light you like a candle
Red dot forehead, I am Hindu
Your head don’t know shit ‘bout what I been through
Niggas say I’m dark, uh
Niggas say I’m not dark enough
Close your eyes then
Die, end your life
It’s been tough
Putting up with you, sup with you, nigga shut up
Bitch you suck dick, won’t fuck with you punks

[Verse 1]
GUNK ROCK
Monk talk
Keep the funk in my trunk
Junkyard
I dunk hard
On rappers that bunk
I feel like Sambo
I made that my mantra
Hop in the Lambo
I’m blazin’ that ganja
I want to
Gettin’ it, gettin’ it
Settin’ some records
Ignorin’ the peckers
I gotta go hardcore
Spit some bars more
'Til these retards die off, uh
Bettin’ it, bettin’ it
Happen, no cappin’
This shit finna detonate
Celebrate our tour
Goin’ far, whore
Wanna be hard, that’s soft (Irony)
Irony
Fire me
Try too, I’ll remind you
That I earned my share
Burned my hair
Turned my stare into an icon
Kill shit ‘til I’m gone
Legend like Rhydon
Let bygones be bygones
Drink a tall boy like pylons
In her ass cheeks like nylon, nigga
She made the python bigger
Right on, wetter
Saigon weather
Fight on better
Bite on leather
Gunpowder dump sight on head
I tighten up then light ‘em up
Said I feel like Sambo
At a height that you can’t go

[Chorus]
Bitch, I’m Lil Dark Sambo
In the jungle like I’m Rambo
Keep a handle on my damn pole
Light you like a candle
Red dot forehead, I am Hindu
Your head don’t know shit ‘bout what I been through
Niggas say I’m dark, uh
Niggas say I’m not dark enough
Close your eyes then
Die, end your life
It’s been tough
Putting up with you, sup with you, nigga shut up
Bitch you suck dick, won’t fuck with you punks

[Beat Switch]

[Verse 2]
I STOMACH A LOT OF THE SHIT
WIT MY SPIT
I RUN UP
I SHOT HIM
I DIP
GET THAT HIT
I DIG THAT DITCH
THE BOTTOM A LOT OF EM HIT
ROT EM FORGOT HIM HE SLIP
BIT BY BIT
B-B-B-B-BITCH I TURN A OPPER TO BUTTER
THAT NIGGA MELTING IN THE JUNGLE AIN'T NO KAISER
NO SUTTER NOBODY HELPING
LITTLE SAMBO WITH THE STICK IN HIS GRIP
LIKE IT’S AN UMBRELLA
HIT LIKE TAMBOURINE
AND GET RID OF BITCHES, PUSSIES, AND FELLAS

[Outro]
Bang, Bang, Bang, Bang
Rrrting, Rrrting
Hold on I'm reloading...Rrrttt
And then the tigers chased each other around the tree until they were reduced to a pool of butter
Then Sambo's mom used them to make PANCAKES
The
End