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[HOOK: Slick Sloth]
100 K on a fuck boy
fuck i look like?
think i trust boys?
fulla hate
i'm a killjoy
slicky riding on blades like a hot boy
50 K on the chain
grey-grey
it's a gang
loaded K's leave a stain
fucking right i'm out my brain

[VERSE I: Slick Sloth]
spin the block out with the glock out like a menace
gimme a minute ima make sure that it's finished
if i'm riding better call and say your penance
shoulda listened to your bitch in the beginning
K-I double L E-R
so many bodies made a hobby out the ER
rolling with oddy
smoking that gaudy for my leisure
whipping the mazi
pumping the shotty
trigger squeezer
breaking a bitch
swerving the benz
fuck an amends
gunning and fucking
i murdered her pussy and her friend
my reality is real i don't pretend
i just learn to blend in with the sin
here we go again here we go
wanna come and try slicky?
you should know i got 1000 ways for you to end in yellow tape
and i got plenty people round me wanna earn their way

[HOOK: That Guy with the Diamond Horns]
100 K on a fuck boy
fuck i look like?
think i trust boys?
fulla hate
i'm a killjoy
slicky riding on blades like a hot boy
50 K on the chain
grey-grey
it's a gang
loaded K's leave a stain
fucking right i'm out my brain

[VERSE II: That Guy with the Diamond Horns]
100 K for the car
half a mil for the addiction
they shipped me off to rehab because i started questioning my existence
gimme them prescriptions and i'll show you repitition
stubborn motherfucker
you know ruby never listens
GREY*59
buying time til the grave
time flying everyday
sign my name
i'm confined to the page
until a spine and a stain is the only thing remaining
pulling up mercedes bitch i'm pushing up daisies
vision always blurry and my memory hazy
grey bandana out the window waving while i'm racing
raising my hand to the sky and tell the angels come and take me
awaken my demons
bringing me down to my knees
they wanna break me
they wanna isolate me
leave me naked fucking shaking
grippind the .380
voices telling me i'm crazy
sold my soul
i'm grey until my final destination

Materialism as a Means to an End

MATERIALISM AS A MEANS TO AN END

GOTH GIRLS [PROD. KASUMI]

Shout out Dkoolpharaoh for the backing vox

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[lyrics]

they on my phone and they wanting the old me
said lx aint screaming no more
well fuck out my life if you think that you know me
why dont you come blow me
havent been mad in a minute
ive just been doing my thing, become one with the vision 
but this what you want right i swear to god imma end it

big glock that could shatter bones
sacrificial run up in yo home 
boy i really came to end shit
came in three i can shadow clone
im a goofy motherfucking kid that could really come and take you main bitch
talk shit and the same night we at yo crib empty every clip
wait wait is that him we gonna spin back and get him
ive been saving these coffin spaces for the right ops i can finally fill 'em
do you feel what i feel is inside of me wake up at night with the blood on my denim
im feeling like carnage with all of this red on my body i think i killed venom

caught a case from a mass attack that i committed with a mask and my daddys gat, i stole it
now im in the care whipping fast as i pass 2 cops bet they come in last, i drove it
but the cops are quick to blast and they on my ass and my tire flat, i rolled it 
now im in a church during mass and ill let off shots dump the mac and then reload it

what the fucks wrong with my head
what the fucks wrong with my head
fuck

fuck all that talking i know that i did what they said that i didnt 
dont give a fuck bout an image
dont give a fuck bout a rapper that saying hes better that me better stand at attention 
over business im grabbing the smithin i shoot with intention to put a big hole in his fitted
pussy he nervous he fucking his sentences up
better just stick to listening

fuck it im menacing
when im squeezing that choppa im leaving anything but innocent 
i never fitted in
and i got a screw loose in my head and i dont plan on fixing it
but i stay vigilant
never thought i could rap in this game cause the color my pigment is 
shout out my listeners
greatness what you witnessing move around town like we militant

they on my phone and they wanting the old me
said lx ughhhh you were my favorite rapper and i think that you owe me
why dont you come blow me 
i dont owe shit to anybody fuck are you talking bout
keep on yapping im upping the body count
put another tally on my glock 9 then i walk in the mall and i buy it out

i was the one selling adderall to the nerdy kids in the locker room
i was the one with the fish scale doing 3 lines by the after noon it aint a problem
you got an op then i solve em
i getchu hit while im taking a nap
only problem that i cant solve is for you stupid fucks that want the old me back

SPOTIFY & APPLE MUSIC

You Hear That? [PROD. FRDM]

FEAST LIKE AN ANIMAL (PROD. GHRXM)

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[LYRICS]

overdose and then convulse onto the sofa paramedics check my pulse and I’m colder than Minnesota, I’m the evil type/
play with knifes when I’m sleep deprived, seeing sprits in my crib think i live with a poltergeist/
I’m never nice, the devil couldn’t front the price for soul/
so imma kill beats then prolly take my life when I’m old/
these bad habits got em scared they say I’m outta control/
the 27 club is looking nice from down in my hole/
it’s so tragic/
A-list all plastic/
phony motherfuckers get the blunt and never pass it ‘round/
I stack the cards but always find a way to break em down/
positive gestures always find a way to get me clowned/
so I just take another shot and get to acting out this acid rap is causing casualties around a hundred miles/
I visit studios & leave the artist dead in piles walking out the door I think I’m stepping over harry styles/
one direction how this tool move, it’s clockwise, I tighten up my circle had to remove, bout 5 guys/
don’t be talking if you ain’t on, my eye line, I can’t stand you fools gotta improve my time line, like fine wine, these raps are, had fake friends, got back scars, fuck what these fags thought this real rap don’t act hard/
the facts are, this black car, will blast past, his radar, these piglets, won’t spin shit, we smoke pork like incense, we did it/
you fuckers acting we ain’t get yo attention/
like when a midget visit basketball conventions/
my intentions are the bad type/
I listen to a bimbo talk then hit her wit the bagpipe/
find a tailor get a fitted suit that’s pinstripe, feel like I’m in the mob I got a tommy at my priests wife/
i tell that bitch read from the Bible then I kill her cause I always like to say my grace before I eat my dinner/
real killer/
faces stretched along my lampshade/
handmade, knives in the eyes of the deadweight/
castrate/
every victim thinking they gon get laid/
soul leaves the body, drag my knife across the breastplate/
can’t relate to the populous that got morals we ain’t cordial I’m immortal you peasants flimsy as foil while I’m hitchhiking portals & slaughtering all you mortals I’m a force to be reckoned with/
I drink a 5th then piss gold on yo mothers lips she like it when I swing my dick/
left and right just like a clock she getting hypnotized I’m all up I’m her
mouth but she don’t mind because she’s not alive/
I’m sick and twisted like a suicidal victim who had covid, scalded a ladder took a leap right off the building, and I’m/
hanging out like the noose in ya uncles kitchen boutta take the swing but it’s too loose looks like he failed the mission/
drawing triple 6’s just to piss the Christian’s off, in the back off class putting pentagrams on all the walls/
teacher told my mom that I had something wrong, she laughed it off until I brought a strap to school and wacked em all/

Something Darker FT. LVST [PROD. PREZ SINATRA]

[VERSE I: Slick Sloth]
still here boasting my emotions
now coping while fucking dopeless
let the dope hit
breathing slowly
look baby, i’ll show you hopeless
load the ammo
scarecrow no shadow
bloody pianos
sold out gallows
my mind so harrowed
from tragic backroads traveled
waking up with dread
pop off on my meds
nose deep in narcotics
window shopping for my fathers problems
do you have some options?
my hand numb from gripping the pistol
trigger finger callous
my heart out to my girl
i know that loving me is a challenge

[VERSE II: Lil Oozing]
garbage what i'm spewing
sluggish how i'm moving
dope is what i'm choosing if you ask me how i'm doing
i be cruising, coasing, using, dosing
just don't overdue it
hoping i don't fucking lose it
rope in hand
i tied the noose
it's open
another night blacked out
lying on the bathroom floor
i ain't gonna black out
i ain't gonna last out
i guarantee i'll have some more  
ima dive into the void head first
ain't tryna avoid said thirst
i'm tryna enjoy death 
worst things about me
constantly doubting the fact that i'm blessed by a curse

Sing Me a Lullaby, My Sweet Temptation

$uicideboy$ Were Better In 2015

$UICIDEBOY$ WERE BETTER IN 2015

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GUTTER (PROD. DINCA)

lyrics: 
im running out of patience 
i don’t got no fucking time
i wanna eat the flesh 
of a cute little dime
i’ll tear off all  her limbs cause all she does is fucking lie
i’ll make her fucking scream i love it when she fucking cries
but y’all don’t like that
i fucking fight back
if you pull up then i will attack
if you pull up i promise that i will never lack

i dare you to try me
that’s if you can find me
your music is shit 
all you pussys behind me
the devil designed me
no heart up inside me
stay cutting my arms 
it’s what fucking defines me

DESIGNED BY THE DEVIL (PROD. ANTYDE)

GOMD x2 !!

GOMD x2 ¡!

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Been a minute had to pivot my mindstate
Put the fear of God inside me
Now i lay stiller than water get wet come and hydrate
We never play you know rvman a problem
He been talkin down , well i wonder who shot him
Life always shitty can’t nobody solve it
i’m used to the people i find at the bottom
Reside in the dark like my city is Gotham
I’m straight out a horror book build you a nook so when you read you'll have a safe place to be shook
seen many men fall and it aint a good look
Good luck to the ones that are misunderstood
With Pain in my heart go and spark up a wood
Fuckin burn up my lungs like a real demon should
Ash on my jeans like volcanoes erupted
I’m suckin up smoke like the hood of an oven
He could’ve just left me alone but he wasn’t
Keepin my name in his mouth like his []
All these lil artists are weird by the dozen
Faker than whats in his cup, full of ‘tussin
Just so pussy gettin played out ya budget
Easy lick cus all ya homies did nothin
Never post the function that’s how you die
Make a reservation for a spot in the sky
sabotaging enemies all my life My bros out to survive they can’t stand that we bring ‘em hell
You don’t remember me, i got some tendencies i bet this choppa will ring a bell
Don’t bring attention to haters
Talk outta line, body bag you for later
Blood on my shirt, blood on the table
We getting sinister, die by the laser
Step in my world , see how ominous it get
On my face, a mask, on my shoes is Rick
On my belt, a gun, concealed by the fit
Boy you ain’t the one, never been the shit
Benefitin off ya talkin bitch i got the choppas with me they harmonious
I sent ya bro to God to end his loneliness
and you gon meet 'em there if you on phony shit, BITCH

STREAM

BEEN A MINUTE [PROD. WHITECXFFIN]

MILEGITANEKE - MARCIANO FT. PEPSIMAN **CUTTER PARTY**

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You’re doing too much x2 
He talking crazy till we at his doorstep, we calling his bluff
I put a mask on my face when I slide take my glasses off
Look in my eyes when you die
Bitch Ive been dumping whole clips, 30 flying right by
You aint shit but a bitch in disguise 

Crusing through the city with some muhfuckin demons
Stick by my side, dont test I might squeeze it
He gon find out fast what he saying he dont mean it
Aw damn been looking for a reason and I found it 

Pussy boy take a look around you surrounded
Shoot in figure 8 form taking out surroundings
Flip another 8 ball bitch im well rounded 
Business man imma fucking plug no outlet

Come get whatchu need
I got lots of white lots of shit for a fiend 
Try and fucking pay us we gon spray like febreze
Ion talk much ’specially round fucking police hoe

Get a check pass it to the bro
Cause a mess with a vest boy im on go
Paint the scene blood red call me van gogh 
No reload AR underneath the p coat

You’re doing too much x2 
He talking crazy till we at his doorstep, we calling his bluff
I put a mask on my face when I slide take my glasses off
Look in my eyes when you die
Bitch Ive been dumping whole clips, 30 flying right by
You aint shit but a bitch in disguise

DOING TOO MUCH [PROD. KXRMX]

silhouettes evading my vision I know they lurking close/
blackened halls, will have you wishing we had some light that would glow/
sweat drip down from my victim, he scared I got the pole/
doesn’t even know what’ll hit him, he never getting old/

fuck if I’m so evil, my brain has been on some different shit/
one day im chill, but the next im feeling belligerent/
came to play with tools, these guns sounds magnificent/
all my ops fools, got shot up like they was 50 cent/

everyone deceased, his 9 lives got used up/
no one else to please, he died tryina do sumn/
bitch come pay the fees, this 45 go thru ya /
make the heat increase, the feds pussy some tuna/

tune into the next one/
prolly still depressed with some medication and new guns/
if im outta pills I just empty out all my bank funds/
fuck it imma take some/
prolly take another and contemplate all the shit I done/

SILHOUETTES [PROD. NEKOGOD]

YOUNG DARHI - 4 OJOS (THE ALBUM COMPLETO) junji ito 3.mp3

Its the heathen from the dirty, death I make it purdy 
Skeleton locked in my coffin please do not disturb me
These bitches like to stare at me, I hate you fuckers daily see Im sick of sharing the air that we breath
Bring the apocalypse to fill my dream
F to the E to the A to the R to the S to the O M E
G to the O to the D to the L to the E to the double S
R.I.P
Fearsome and godless, if Im being honest, religion wont help you to rest in peace
How can it be people’s actions so bleak that Ive lost all belief in the chance that we redeem?
Bloodier than bitches tampons, Ouijaboy the motherfucking top dawg, Don, where the fuck did I go wrong? What is achievement and why do I never belong?
Depression and obsession with my problems is a bad mix
Dont give no fuck bout bad bitches, I just need my rags to riches
I just need my dead wishes, make you sleep with dead fishes 
Click clack bang, put some metal in my brain then waste away, Im lagging, savage
Need a suicide tactic, yellow tape around the area, graphic scene traumatic, tragic

Hell Isn't A Place, It's A State Of Mind (prod. Sphynx)

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[Verse 1: Lil Famine]

smoke lines on my face from the cigarettes always burning
combination of the drugs and the chronic got me slurring
it's that don't fear no busta
187 a sucka
kill a motherfucker
climbing out of nothing
me love to kill a rat
me smoking on a sack
turn me into psychopath
chomp chomp
eat another xan
me don't fear no man that can bleed like i can
rag on my face like i am taliban
this lean is the ocean and i am the sandman
hold up let me glo up
ruby with the stance while my eyes steady rolling
oozing get the bands while i stick up and i hold em
screaming "fuck the man" when the middle fingers go up
that redrum that redrum
written all on my bedroom

[Verse 2: The $uicidal $hepherd]

i been picking flies off the eyelids of sinners' kids
coming to claim your religion
opinion formed by television
never listen to the voices inside of your fucking head
i died and now i'm dead
what is life when you're in debt yo the reaper?
fuck a hole dig deeper whether it is in the ground or spread apart by bitch's fingers
let me linger
hook, line, and sinker
trained by the teacher
raped by the preacher
not saved by the leader
put a blade to his neck
told him "run away and never look back. that's a threat"
then i turned to the flock and said "you're no longer oppressed"
but they follow me anyway
never taught to think for themselves
belt tied around my neck
i'm the $uicidal $hepherd
$now Leopard bounce a check
hot boy bitch i'm peppered
never gave a fuck what i bitch boy got to say
he can never levitate from out his motherfucking grave

Eternal Grey

SAY CHEESE AND DIE

[VERSE I: $LICK $LOTH]

eyes stay bloodshot
both on fetty wap
let them roll back while them drugs do their job
same motherfuckers thinking that they still hot be the same motherfuckers i can't see at the top
6 double 6 til my crucifix
diagnosed a lunatic
blood on me no need to rinse
been dead for years no need to slit
suboxone strips so i don't slip
but all my cravings still exist
shit
sometimes i just need that fix
sometimes i just need that drip
voices say you need that bitch
convinced i'm made to die with it
scripts stay piled up with my sins
sniffing them pills all i feel is bliss
falling from a cliff no saving $lick
fate laid out no changing it
found my piece
accept it
that i am my own apocalypse

[VERSE II: RUBY DA CHERRY]

digital villain
the sin of the internet
your wifi password is incorrect throw up the set
G59 in full effect
cigarette smoke silhouette
me and slick sloth in the trunk of the vette with pouya in the front headed straight for the check
stains on the blades
no that ain't wet paint
that's your favorite fucking rappers brains on the pavement 
typical drug addict
fictional love at it's finest
i'm pissing away my whole life and it's fine because ruby the cherry is physical
i'm just a piece of shit trying to shine
ignorant swine
what a pitiful try
bitch i'm ripping out spines
$OUTH$IDE$UICIDE
sifting through pine just so i can get high one more time
let me shout i'm high til i die

KILL YOURSELF Part XVIII: The Fall of Idols Saga

I AM THE APOCALYPSE

05/24/2019 LIVE FAST, DIE WHENEVER
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[VERSE I: 7TH WARD LORD]

7th Ward swerving
white Benz
wheels turning
rose gold chrome accent on the rims
picture perftect
no destination let's just wait and see where we end up
burning zones
burning up the ozone backwood stay tightly tucked
bitch look at me she said "yuck!"
what the fuck?
hoe, i'm Oddy Nuff
i don't fuck with lifeforms from this planet, bitch
you out of luck
i got better shit to do like sip the lines up in my cup
i ain't sharing
pint stay tucked
waste my whole life hunting ducks

[VERSE II: LIL HALF CUT]

i be that rotten garbage crawling out the ditch
stitches for a snitch
bodies in the fridge
blade scraping
grey aping
banging on my fucking chest
feel the static
problematic
be my motherfucking guest
Yung Christ - masked up for a poltergeist
feel like i'm stuck in a vice
feel like i been paid my price
my wrists have been sliced
now i'm scarred from the blade that's pressed against my skin
lifeless and i'm stuck up in this shit
the walking mortal sin who's life will never end
fuck

Hell Isn't A Place, It's A State Of Mind (prod. Sphynx)

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