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My Liver Will Handle What My Heart Can't

VINCENT VAN GOGH AIN'T GOT SHIT ON ME

MOLOTOV MOBBIN

NEVER DIE

CRYING IN THE PYRAMID

UP 2 SOMETHING

ZERO DAY

CHALUPA MODE

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[Verse 1: $lick $loth]

pale faces that surround me
eyes looking like round three
cup looking like nose bleed
only sipping hydrocodeine
Da$h riding, ruby sitting shotty
they said "you see em?"
i said "i got 'em"
bottom lurkers
snakes out the lake
ball and chain ain't no escape
fuck the fame i just want the change
fuck the name i just want a grave
spit in your face
grey be the apes
you sipping grape? i don't want a taste
cooking dance when i cook the base
hit the lace, now i'm feeling spaced
you see the tape where the bodies lay
you say you real but i see the fake
fuck out of my face
yeah, so
am i in love with drugs? yeah hoe
all my plugs got a mug on the record
war zone in the slums like a desert

[Verse 2: Oddy Nuff da $now Leopard]

$uicideboy$ still alive
why haven't they died?
17 more minutes until i'm bled dry
got to get my head right
tighten up the noose, now my neck's tied
no more breath hiding in my lungs
i'm feeling calmer
i am the shepherd with a flock of sheep claiming they want the slaughter
fathers sacrificing their daughters so their sons don't have to be offered up
i often off em anyway because i am the sole marauder
i toss em off and sail away to the devil to barter
take em underwater
take em to the alter of hell and let them wander while the devil separates the martyrs
whoever's left will be turned into walkers and crawlers
wait until the sky is darker
now they are ready for departure
ruby the fire starter
ruby the one who lets em all burn
screaming "Ruby fuck my bitch!"
i tell em all to wait their turn
snap my fingers
now they're feeling how the flames burn, then i extinguish them and assume that it's a lesson learned

Eternal Grey

UGLIER (FEAT. DA$H)

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[VERSE I: GERM]
I just might ride with your bitch
Told her i loved her
Lying like shit
I'm still boolin' tho
Bleedin' concrete
Snortin' oxys
Feelin' god body like who gon stop me now?
Runnin' round while blowin' pound after pound
See me now?
Get hip
Get it now
I'm gone til november
Got into pickin' pockets kinda often
Big ass gas bag
Passenger side of the cadillac
Seat slightly sat back
On my side i got my baghdad
Hotel hoppin'
Bombin' back back
Dynamite in the gucci napsack
Ruckus in the church
Jesus meet this heathen he kinda hurt
Buzzin' im loud
Never stoppin' til they stick me in the dirt

[VERSE II: $LICK $LOTH]
Took a benzo
Wrote a manifesto
Yung hot boy straight from the ghetto
Yung $carecrow dyin' where the wind blows
Cut throat motherfucker robbin' when my ends low
$outh $ide $uicide
Wanna ride in the caddy like do or die
Formaldehyde leakin' drippin' down all my eyes
Terrified when you see me creepin' in the night
Ride like no limit in '96
Stunt like i'm wayne on the carter 6
Now i got money to get a fix
Now my old ex wanna be my bitch
This that motherfuckin' gospel
Kanye i'm a motherfuckin' monster
Cock back, put the barrel in your tonsil
$uicide, bitch, we the council

[VERSE III: YUNG $NOW]
Yung $now spent a fat check
Pull up cause i'm pickin' up a hoe in a black dress
Silk sheets on the mattress match the blood type o on the hatchet
Match the hunnid spokes when i whip it lookin' like the cadillac bent
Lookin' like a car accident
Spilled my guts and i spilled my cup
Lean on my liver i ain't sippin' it up
Hollow out a fuck boy skull so i can sip in peace my g
Don't follow me cause bad shit happens with germ and $lick
That makes three
Sad to see these casualties
They lack the seeds
No matchin' me
These bags of weed
Yeah, that's for free
We trash the scene no gasoline

DIRTIERNASTIERSUICIDE

$UICIDEBOY$ x GERM - HERE WE GO AGAIN

[VERSE I: PAPA PINE]

ruby smoking like he's haunted
big blunt
i light the front end
me and my bitch, we keep it 80/20
get it how i want it
double cup
i fuckin double deck
sippin piss
i'm sippin tussinex
told that bitch i'm cutting necks
pulling out her throat while i pull up in the fucking benz
told her fucking friends "ruby ain't that cool in person"
so i asked her fucking friends if it was cool if i insert
snatch their purses
now i'm counting all this money
practice makes it perfect
money can't buy you happiness
all my life i fucking heard it
but money can buy a lot of drugs
at least enough to last me
shit, i think i fucking earned it
earned it
ain't got a purpose
what's worse is a deserve it

[VERSE II: YUNG $CARCROW]

smoking on the bud sac
ounces of that indo
paranoid illusions
tap the gun against the window
substance in my lungs
slow motion
benz cruising
masked up
insuing
rob cuz of overusing
6 double 6 elements
never quit or dope sick
the d the o the p the e
i'm always on a chase
to hit up outer space
ain't no case
where i don't need it every fucking day
when you see us
yeah you know we're on them fucking drugs
percocets, xanax, roxycodone crush em up
snort it
top notch
bud crop
maybe quit later
fuck that til i'm dead
i am popping medication

KILL YOURSELF Part XVI: The Faded Stains Saga

SMOKED OUT, SCOPED OUT

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[VERSE I: LIL CHOPPA]

choppa with choppa stay loaded
bullet shells all on your floor
trying to get higher
ruby got fire
i'm fucked up
he fucked up
whole grey fucked up
you done fucked up
passing the blunt
boy you know whats up
whats good my g
drunk driving but its just codeine
keep that heat on my side
welcome to my life everyday
life every niht
we all gon die
prolly gon fry
fuck being sober i stay getting high
40 oz got sipped
purple and yellow and red
only drink i mix
big bag of that dope
drip down my throat

[VERSE II: ROMEO DA BLACK ROSE]

got your bitch besides my coffin
yeah i call her juliet
told her not to weep
just make sure that you fix my fucking neck
i'm out of breath from smoking blunts
i'm too fucked up from sipping tech
was i kissing on your bitch?
or did i kiss the fucking tec?
paint me a new picture
picture that i pictured death
now my picture perfect moment stained with pieces of my head
hate all of this bullshit
man i hate all of this stress
imagine that
the more press that we get the closer i can feel my death

ZERO DAY

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