$UICIDEBOY$ ft. Bones - Osmium

$uicideboy$ - My Weakness Seems To Be That I Cannot Stop Breathing (prod. ByMe Beats)

lyric video: https://youtu.be/mTrFvD9uEuI

This song was created with AI, the lyrics were taken from Bones and processed by AI, the instrumental was produced by me.

"Ruby" verse is Bones - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XoxwG...
"$crim" verse is Bones - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=U8Ub8...

Lyrics:

[Intro]

You did good, $lick
ByMe

[Chorus]

[Verse 1: LIL OOZING]

Dumb white fuck, scum from the jump
Trash from the dump, every limb stay numb
35 blunts and the sun ain't up
I don't need to rush and you ain't gotta wait up
Either way, uhm, I'ma make way up while you coming to the finish
You will see me splitting ribbons, really wish that they were kidding
When they say that I be killin' but they mean it, bitch
I put it down, you couldn't even leave it, couldn't lay it, I'm archaic
I'm the fire in the basement, I'm the bomb in the attic
I'm your heart when it's racing, Stone Cold theme song when I really get it going
Mick Foley car crash, droppin' like Owen
RIP to the blue fucking blazer
And fuck the people behind the scenes that didn't make sure it was safer

[Chorus]

[Verse 2: LIL CUT THROAT]

Murder up on my mind so I don't even know what time it is
Thunder and lightning above my head, what ever the climate is
Standin' here with the reaper, that's my brother, so I ride with him
These bitches want your money and your secrets, don't confide in them, wait
Blood on my hands, blood on my face, blood on my blade
Promise I would, I bet that I could, but I cannot change
Razor blade on my waist
Fucking with BONES, it's gon' be your last day (What?)
My youngin' runnin' up and dumpin'
My youngin' run up and gut ya
I pass the blade to my brother
I told him, “Keep it 'til morning”
The sun come up and I'm yawnin'
I've yet to sleep, I've been rollin'
I grip and sip on the .40
I watch 'em float in the ocean
I feel the

$uicideboy$ - My Weakness Seems To Be That I Cannot Stop Breathing (prod. ByMe Beats)

Lyrics:

[Intro]
Pull the trigger, Budd Dwyer, hahaha
ByMe 

[Chorus: DJ Paul]
Sittin back
Gettin my dick sucked, gettin my dick sucked
Sittin back
Gettin my dick sucked by the neighborhood ho

[Verse 1: Yung $now]

Blade on my waist
Blunt to the face and I'm up in this thang
Drugs in my veins, your bitch is so lame
Remember her throat, don't remember her name
Creep in the night, hear my knife from the flip
Taking your life then I'm taking your bitch (Ah)
Feeding her drugs and watchin' her die
Kiss on her lips then I'm shutting her eyes
If she with Yung $now, she ain't leavin' alive
Truthfully die, she was livin' a lie
Hated her folks, loved all the drugs
Hated true love, she just love to fuck
Love just to gut, love just to roll (Roll)
Hated just to talk, so she always moans (Moan)
Ridin' all alone and I wish that I was home (Home)
Wishin' that I didn't go down this road (Road)
The day that I die, hope my mama don't cry (Cry)
Hope she realize it was just my time (Time)
Nobody ever ready to bury their own child
But I'm dead already, so I'm good for a while
Young white punk, dead girls rollin' blunts (What?)
Blood on the Backwood, roll 'til she numb (Yeah)
Cuts on her wrists, teardrops on the face
So I flip my switchblade just to let her know she's safe 

[Chorus: DJ Paul]
Sittin back
Gettin my dick sucked, gettin my dick sucked
Sittin back
Gettin my dick sucked by the neighborhood ho

[Verse 2: Yung $carecrow]

Lightin' up the blunt while I'm thinking of you
Walking down the block, I ain’t whippin' the coup
Take another drag while I look at the moon
Young GPS, I come equipped with the route
I don't have to wonder cause I see the truth
I don't need love you can hear the proof
Break another bag while I feel the ruins
Start to look my way but I ain't in the mood
Sponsors floodin' my inbox but there's one thing that they don't know
I stuff thick money in my thin socks
And not yet to sign for no dough
Fuck you and your team
Fuck you and your dreams
You look like the rest and you sounding like me
Gotta co-sign now you think you a beast
Fuck that and fuck this
I put that up on me
Act like you hard but in person you sweet
Yet to meet you but I heard from the streets
You couldn't breathe if you stepped up to me
Look at my eyes and I'll show you the creep

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[VERSE 1: 7th Ward Charizard]

clouds approach as i move through towns and quote
latin texts found under Rome
swarming storms
i'm forming horns
i'm pouring O's in styrofoam
ignoring hoes i might go home
torn in two the guts get thrown
them blunts get blown
afford it on my own
spend some money now i'm broke
i ain't worried bout it though
i'll get some later down the road
root of all that's evil i know
666 times for my soul
slit my wrist i'm sinking low
lit my list i'm burning slow
wish for bliss and turn to stone

[Verse 2: LIL REMAINS]

one time for the projects
two times for the 7th Ward
3's up for the misfits
$uicide we can't be ignored
smoke I be blowing put holes in the ozone
ruby times $lick we smoke out to the O gone
couple xanbars got me calling to post pone
this bitch who wanna fuck but I can't cuz I'm so gone
unknown to the world you see
praised to by the 6 feet deep
run up if you wanna
keep a weapon on me
looking for the right one
i'm the one you seek
slash, slash
cut, cut
cock back
buck buck
claim that you was rough but now you all shot up
said that you was tough but now you all roughed up
triple 6 killers and they all fuck ups

Dark Side of the Clouds

AITE, BET.

ROYAL BY $UICIDEBOY$

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Losers

Azan

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[lyrics]
Nowadays everybody wanna copy and paste
While I lay in my grave and I turn into waste
They all claim that they bass
Claim they ain't fake
Claim they got cake
And they claim they got weight
A bunch of fuckboy traits and you're just another clone
Way back in the day I would catch you alone
Kick doors off the hinges
While I break in your home
Put that chrome to your dome while I break all your bones
I ain't playing little bitch
Candle sticks slow burn watch that clock go tick
Sick lunatic from the pit better known as $lick, hoe


[Verse 3: Oddy Nuff da Snow Leopard]
$now leopard in the desert
Bitch, I'm never gon' feel better
Spare wings, got the four [?]
But I'm never gotta shine, bitch I'm from the NO
Broke as I choke, I ain't never gonna sell my soul for the life with the hoe
See their eyes ever glows
Hypnotize, breaking O's
$uicide, have a go
Keep it on the fucking down low
Keep your crown of gold, bitch, I got that crown of bones
That I'm collecting from the motherfuckers rappin' 'bout the pound of blow
Blow a pound of dro, light that blunt from the five
[?], hoe knockin' on my door
But I keep that bitch shut
Fuckboys in the cuts

Azan

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