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$outh $ide $uicide

$UICIDEBOY$ x POUYA - COLD TURKEY

PHARAOH – CRACKHOUSE

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[Verse 1: Ruby da Cherry]

wake up with an ache that fades
pop two pills with gatorade
round my neck hangs gator fangs
might reveal more at a later date, but i don't know
Yung $now kind of go with the flow
bring a hoe back stage
tell her "tell me everything you know about life"
then i bounce
Roxy's hitting hard
i'm feeling fucking sick
ima have to smoke a half an ounce just to balance it out
Ruby backing out
Ruby blacking out
falling fucking deeper 
I think Ruby cashing out
the grass is always greener when the gave is lacking crowds
look who's laughing now
an audience cracking up
you can let the curtains down now
i wallow in sorrow
ain't no tomorrow
missed a call from $lick and woke up in a gown, how?

[Verse 2: Lil' Remains]

i just bought 10 Roxys
call up Oddy then i crush it up
Chronic laced with something
I'm like fuck it let me hit the blunt
rolling down your block 
it ain't shit for the set to crush it up
told that bitch "get out my ear"
she need to chill and hit the blunt
xanax bars up in my drink
before i pour 'em, crush it up
we never fucked with you fuckboy
don't act like you can hit the blunt
take that motherfucking bat upside your skull and crush it up
so full of them drugs, i might throw up
i knew i shouldn't have hit the blunt

Eternal Grey

O PANA!

Zaycev.Net

1-800-SIEMENSIXONE (ft. iSIXONE)

KATANA (FT STED.D)

FIRST SINGLE OFF THE KILL YOURSELF PART XX: THE INFINITY SAGA

[VERSE 1: LIL CHOPPA]

stay in the cut on the northside
hollowpoints
trigger fingers on my fucking .45
demons rising the crypt
i snort me a fat line
never gave a fuck
grew up out the mud
then i pop the trunk
grew up with the fucking robbers
always kept the mask on
motherfuckers gonna die if we take the mask off
$UICIDE how i ride bitch
$carecrow the walking shadow
Mozart with no piano
kill when i'm sleepy hollow
that mystic motherfucker that's addicted to prescriptions
xanax for the panic
mental problems you can add in
multi million owned business
you just signed a deal, bruh?
3 years passed
still broke?
and you ain't paid up
dollars i ain't touched yet
burn it for the fuck of it
infamous lunatic
you?
you just suck dick
cut throat with the deathwish
raised where the savage lives
straight out the death pit
to keep alive the triple six

[VERSE II: YUNG MUTT]

Ruby such a Misfit
Hollywood babylon can't resist it
Fuck a cop bitch
I'm ducking all these piglets
7th ward be my motherfucking district
Yeah I still got my motherfucking wrist slit
Bleeding like a pissed bitch
Scheming I'ma hit licks after licking hits of acid in her fucking split lips
Wig split just a fucking tidbit
Dick itch from ingesting pill bits
Blue bill sick of snorting powder
I'ma ditch this hunnid for 5 twentys
TSA keep testing my money
Now ima dip quick
Find me a thick bitch
Tit gripped
Tip gripped
Dick spit in her thick hips
Fuck
Fuck with me bitch I'm a-fucking-ddicted
And I don't really give a fuck what it is
Told you already that Ruby can't resist it
Big clip to my head watch that shit drip

I Wanna Die in New Orleans

FOR THE LAST TIME

Lyrics: https://genius.com/Ghostemane-drown-annotated

Hexada

D(R)Own

[Verse: LIL CUT THROAT]

Ate a couple jiggas with that Glock on my side
Riding, hanging out the window, screaming "Who wanna die?"
Savage lil addict with 100 bad habits
Say "I need prayer," all I need is my ratchet
Pull up, swang with the blade
Then I pray over dead prey
Banging grey till my grave
Milli rock, sa passe
What that mean? I don't know, took about four Xans today
Sipping lean, dying slow, drugs make me feel okay
Jackal from the flames, make a stang of a bitch like you
Fuck the 12, fuck the cops, we ain't forgot about you
Kill mo', kill mo'
Gleesh walk on a sack
Burn a half a mil in cash
Fuck that paper, turn it ash
Walk away and start to laugh
"Ha-ha-ha-ha ha-ha"
No more, I got cash, cash, cash, and cars and broads
Hit that seven figure mark without an A&R
$carecrow walking in the fog
Life got worse than it was before, ho

[VERSE II: LIL INFECTED]

Prolly cop a script of roxys
Oddy kinda sloppy
Got me dodging all these bodies
Body bag em in the lobby
Dropping adderall in alcohol and then i pop a fucking oxy
I'm a zombie
I'm a motherfucking dead man walking
Speak on oddy name
It's just another dead man talking
Got these dead man stalking
Copy silhouette chalky
Typing out your problems
Just another red handed hawking
Cherry flavored dick
Ruby got these chicken heads squawking
Do it how i does it yeah fuck the way they say they taught me
Please just fucking off me
Plague is pleading for diseases so yall get the fuck up off me
Only saying cheese when i ask how much they brought me
Fuck a frame freeze
Command delete on these fucking paparazzi offspring

KILL YOURSELF Part XX: The Infinity Saga

NOW I'M UP TO MY NECK WITH OFFERS

Burn everything to the floor
Every motherfucker got something to say but never wanna say it to my face 
Back in the lab again trapped in a labyrinth just like the devil knocking on my door
Aye 
Told him go away he's a persistent one
Oh no
Entered my brain and made me commit murder then sever appendages 

Fuck a burial I'll throw the body up in a wood chipper chipper cuz they're never gna find you
Blackest of mages I made it out of Tartarus your favorite label wants me they don't wanna sign you 

I told em eat a dick
Ha 
Ain't nobody gna get my John Hancock 
Never believe a thing 
Trust nobody keep my heart on lock

автоматика в руке 
я знаю точно 
что не возьму геру 
это в моем в прошлом
я хочу убить их
взъебан курю бошки 
трупы черных кошек
видеть мертвых ноша 

твой позор изношен
нет дороги в меку
будешь мною брошен
в жрущих падаль реку
дьявол мое эго
рядом негр с кольтом
да я сволочь века 
не заслужил бога
я взъебан сильно
мои веки в красном
в моем бланте бластер
не был мразью на спор
сатана твой пастор
суки плачут маслом
поселиться в их телах они согласны

они хотят заслужить блять прощение
но сколько блядей я ебал в оружейной
наркота порой с костлявой нас женит
но прежним не всплыть если шел в погружение

а бля че такое
в черных масках дырявим этот ровер
на моей руке набит единый номер
купи себе гойард пусть тебя в нем похоронят
твоя жизнь это ирония ты тупая сука
я самое стремное из всех ебаных пугол
во мне живут драгсы миксовать это наука
кровь твоего плага на шипах моего плуга

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