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My Liver Will Handle What My Heart Can't

KILL YOURSELF (Part III)

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TULANE

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[Verse 1: $lick $loth]

Tell me what you know bout a motherfucker out the bottom with a gold grill gleamin
makin all these hoes problems
stalker creepin out the fucking dungeon
switchblade on em hit the guts like a pumpkin
dumpin'
30 rounds out the clip off rip
too thick with the stick bet i won't miss
lil $lick real sick
don't talk shit
whip whip like a brick scale on fish
$uicide night time
no we don't fight crime
it's the Grey *59 with the real red eyes and we dyin inside 
bodies in fluoride
let the rope untie
just crucify me
Yung Christ wrist's sliced
couple hoes on ice singin RIP

[Verse 2: Ruby da Cherry]

Ruby was a motherfuckin reject
then i cut my wrists and now i motherfucking bleed checks
still broke after all the motherfucking weed gets rolled
hoes askin if i see a ghost
tell em no i just seep smoke when the weeds blown
she chokes from the deep throat
3 feet of rope
lethal
slay the fucking sheep
so evil
ima hang myself and then i get to see home
Ruby a fuckin demon
Ruby got a cult now
hoes tryna bolt down Ruby
the result of a reject from a small town turned into a demon
I'm evolved now
loud growl
Snow Leopard on the prowl
stay the fuck back hoe
slay the whole pack hoe
paint the globe black hoe
soon i will shed this skin
turn to the devil then i'll never reminisce 


PARIS

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[VERSE 1: YUNG PLAGUE]

slit my own wrist bitch i been killing shit
bitch pick up ash off the blunt when it spill
i ain't paying for shit i got 3 hunnid bills
palm full of pills i might day any day
hope i die with no will
there's a way to escape
it's called digging your grave
i don't chill with nobody or meet face to face
i'm just waiting in here until i can creep out of my cave
don't try and save
what cannot be saved
i cannot be saved
cause i am a slave
to my own mistakes
i hope i fade away like a memory fades in my brain
prey that i slay all the prey
blade that drains my fucking veins
satan please save me today
i break away now i've escaped

[VERSE 2: $LICK $LOTH]

slumped up off my habits with two full metal jackets
i'm that slender man up in your closet
panic when you think about it
that grey haired thugging lil shanty
paranoid can't be too cautious
roll up
fixing to blow on this dope
could be heroin could be smoke
either way i'm going to blow
numb till i can't feel no more
R.I.P. to the one they call $lick
D.I.E. when you fuck with the clique
pull up quick with the sticks empty clips
then i dip with your bitch
made her suck dick
she was shit
i got pissed so i didn't hit
just hit a lick hit the whip and then i dipped swift

Dark Side of the Clouds

JEFFER DRIVE

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Radical $uicide

$UICIDEBOY$ x GETTER - MAGAZINE

$UICIDEBOY$ x GETTER - CHAMPION OF DEATH

KILL YOURSELF SAGAS XI-XV DROPS 05/26

[VERSE I: YUNG OOZE}

2 strikes
turn that pussy to a sacrifice
slash n gut the gar
ash the blunt and park
roll the window down and ask the price
i've always hated flashing lights
i'd rather grab the mask and knife
snag the cash in spite the fact i smashed your bitch for asking nice
i'm passing pipes and glass and spikes
i bag the ice
ignite the rags in gasoline
one strike of the match and now we talking thrice
3 strikes
i might forget the events of tonight
ruby all bite
leave em bleeding
leave the scene and say goodnight

[VERSE II: LIL CUT THROAT]

if we got business motherfucker
let me know
everybody know my rep since 1994
i don't swing high if i got that nine
bitch in Calvin Klein
blunts borderline
fuck it still smoke it anyway
i be that suicidal worshipped idol
filled up with that medication
burning bibles 
grab your child
chopper style a generation
reading revelations got me thinking
been ready to die but i ain't got no fucking patience
you feel me

[VERSE III: SHAKEWELL]

waking up dirty sodas get poured in
i had some blues, but i sold em
keep k's in glocks, but they stolen
i might just flip em and profit
makin more off licks
run your pockets
my OG's poppin a rocket
i pray to God they free Gozm
but God don't hear me
these prophets is all too fake so i'm mobbin
if you can't get em
i got em
pull up and handle the problem
squeeze 3 hear it move through he breeze
now you standing bloody can't breathe
got goonies who gone off that tweak
sip syrup and drank Hennessy
that just be the truth through these streets

KILL YOURSELF Part XIV: The Vulture Saga

VENOM (FEAT. SHAKEWELL)

[VERSE I: WHO BOY BOY]

definition of the living dead
got a dead bitch giving head
tulip flowers growing on my bed
rust and blood settle on my lead
broken soul but i'm breaking bread
head dreaded boy from Waggaman
Petey Pablo shirt off
but no swinging like a helicopter
got it covering this chopper
spitting out them yoppas
got the drama with the lama
i can get you to nirvana
run them pockets proper
we create our own karma
balboa out the magnolia
northside soulja
need the keys to the rover
yung scarecrow

[VERSE II: LIL WAAAAAA]

ruby the fucking ape
ruby the fucking orangutan
mumbling nothing
just the discussion of public destruction
i'm up in flames
the soulja by the lake
feeling like i'm in the navy, but i pull up in the tank 
sipping the tang out of an AK
kangaroo the next lane
lame move you looking plain
can't redo the flex mane
camo on my body like i just got back from war
i heard a bang in the bank
ben frank on the floor
back in New Orleans, now everybody wanna score
i'm trying to finesse the lesser into something more
i'm drawing a blank on who the fuck you is

KILL YOURSELF Part XII: The Dark Glacier Saga

AUDUBON

[VERSE I: RAINDROP WALKA]

another day waiting for death
everyday that i waste on my list of regrets
so i tell myself "it's okay. day after next we'll make all these arrangements to change. you can better yourself."
i know i'm wasting my breath as i inhale
i know i'm escaping my death as i inhale
i can't recall why i'm suffocating
my lungs are failing

[VERSE II: LIL CUT THROAT]

Step into the mind of a cut-throat
Empty streets
cold weather
all alone
Blackness
grey air, just snow
Feelings low
being followed by crows
call list overflowed with hot lines
Drug help, mental, suicide
Feel tired, feel dried and you wanna die
Pride fried, closed eyes and you start to cry
Swear I spent a lifetime trying to get it right
Still isolated, still out of sight
Keep my dreads swinging like they in a fight
I just wanna kill everyone in sight
Take the money, take the bitches, take the drugs, take the gold
Baby, let me decompose
Never names said more shade spit
I'ma see you one day, that’s a promise

Tape

NEW CHAINS, SAME SHACKLES

[VERSE I: NORMAN ATOMIC]

barrel full of gasoline and still they try matching me
plague with the wicked ways
it's back to the rapturing
actually capturing souls in a black canteen
open the cap and become blackened
back to the back of the lac
flicking cigarette ash
got a chain made of crack
i smoke diamonds and laugh at yall strapped with the gat
like i'm actually scared to die
pull the fucking trigger
back to the back
eyes rolling back
spent all my racks
spent it on crack
spent it on smack
look where i'm at
ain't going back
ain't going back

[VERSE II: ANTHONY MARS]

got a heart so cold
remember selling dope
remember selling coke
DEA pulled me over
plain cars, plain clothes
i didn't bend an inch, strictly sticking to the code
few years ago, was masked up
robbing stores
i set em up on craigslist, then
robbed em em at the door
i'm at the bottom trying to eat
i got no hope
fuck
big ben's death had my head fucked up
i'm popping roxys with the benzos
chest fucked up
i guess my lucks up

KILL YOURSELF Part XIX: The Deep End Saga

INTROVERSION 2.0

[VERSE I: LIL CUT THROAT]

You mother fucker’s pitiful 
I’m too sick of you
I’m a walking visual
You boys refillable
Unforgivable, once you cross me hoe
Now you a mother fucking stain to Lil Cut Throat [pop]

Let the gun bang
Nuts hang
Drug game ain’t the same
“$avage” tatted on my face
GREY Ape
Reason why we hot box
Fuck a badge
Fuck a cop
Even if the ‘K hot
Watch me bust on any block
Northside Knotty
Scope on the shotty
Semi-blow ya body
Tony gripping on the Tommy bitch

I bite the head off a bat like I’m Ozzy
You got a problem mother fucker?
Come and try me
I’m nothing like what you punk boys wanna embody
North, north
East side
Five nine
Tony grippin’ Tommy...
Fuck around
End up get ya body autopsy
I be that walking zombie
Bath salts
Eating bodies
3 choppas and a shotty
Shooting everybody

Cigarette wet
Bumping Boosie Bad Azz
On them drugs, Jiggin’
Jaws locked - clinching
Trigger finger itching
If you think I’m kiddin’...
Smoke leaking from the sticky that we smoking boy
Fuck a backwoods
Swishers what I use boy
Smoke what I choose
Do what I wanna do
Mother fuck you
And your punk friends too, you bitch


[VERSE II: RUBY DA CHERRY]

blunt lit lungs itch bitch i like the sting

smokin potent thinkin im the chosen one bitch im a king

i can hear my dead homies sing

now my eyes always hurtin wipin tears with diamond rings



hol up fuck boy

who the fuck said we cool

man i quit smokin wit hypebeasts back in 2002

what it do

motherfucker ima fool

ruby da cherry is ghoulin with goblins

if you got a problem then you betta move

from the womb to the tomb

bustin out early bustin out soon

black out the city bitch im back on the 30s

in bout 20 minutes we’ll be on the moon uh



drugs got me fucked up

sluts got me drugged up

fuck 

slap my face against a pill to crush it up

government id

helps get me high

seein stars in the mirror like im lookin with a bright beam

lime green paint but the rims lookin spike lee

mighty sloppy might be cocky

an i in the right scene?

highly unlikey and im willin to fuckin bet





leave a pussy wet

then i leave a pussy wet

im a fuckin vet

im a motherfuckin threat

G59 the set

G59 will make you sweat

i dont give a fuck is my fuckin epithet

lace up my nike decades

meet me at heavens gate

7th ward by the lake til my death

I Want to Die In New Orleans

CARROLLTON

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[VERSE I: YUNG $NOW]

mirror mirror on the wall
who the fuck was that ugly ass boy i saw
yung mutt what a dumb fuck
dirty like a dump truck
such a fucking bum haunting slut's guts
i'm disgusted 
i'm busted up
what the fuck did i just put up my nose?
i'm bugging out
knees buckle
i'm ducking out
i'm in trouble now i can see the clouds light out
now i lay myself to sleep
now that i can rest in peace
no questioning my misery
my deathwish granted blissful sleep
my body turns to worms for the birds to eat
internal decay for eternity

[VERSE II: SCRIM]

i can't lie
lately i been on the fucking edge
pistol grip up on my lap
xanax, heron
bunch of meds
fantasizing about death
just need one in my temple
put the gun up to my head
fuck this shit
i shot the lead and now i'm dead
descending though hell
nothing but burning flesh smells
i scream and scream and scream and hear the others yell as well
oh well
just my luck
devil opens up to devour me
that was my old life
now anti-christ he has empowered me

COMA

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[VERSE I: RUBY DA CHERRY]

ruby rarely rap about stacking up cash
probably why my wall is missing platinum plaques
from depression to profession it happened so fast
took some dabs last night
now i'm back to no wax
always got to get fucked up i can't last one day without fucking it up
fuck it i'll consume whatever
pills are better whenever the going gets tought
i'll bash in my casket
climb in and laught until the grass is growing through my skull
walk into the CVS with vvs's dripping on my chest
bright white lights make the diamonds flex
but they also reveal my face without a mask
oh what a mess
looking for a reason but i want to rest

[VERSE II: LIL CIG]

lil slick jump in the bitch
tell me do we got a problem?
emo bitch sucking dick
punk rappers
yeah they all flodgers
smoking dope 
los angeles in a corvette
knock it out the park like a fucking dodger
got the .45 on me and all time
bullet with your name
bullet with mine
why mine?
for the sake of $UICIDE
you see anybody riding with me in the chevy?
i ain't think so
stay solo stay dolo
lights go dim
low key i'm all alone and sit on a throne of illusion
every drug i'm on i start abusing

KREWE DU VIEUX (COMEDY & TRAGEDY)

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[VERSE I: ODDY NUFF]

back against the wall with my back against the wall
still hanging in the wall
never change
i'm the same
please don't fucking call me
the person you're trying to reach is unavailable
remember the days when me and slick had to drive to LA
sleeping on the floor and Krez and Fat Nick's house
a hoodie doubles as a pillow and you're blessed to get a couch
ask for no amount until it's time to really count
whatever the fuck you say you hate is what the fuck i'm really bout
really doing drugs unlike you
do it for the clout
really got a problem like i'm usually blacking out
all my friends are headcases and this kid's going to pout
bring me back to the pizza kitchen
i'll clock in and out
washing dishes
customers bitching
the manager tripping
still i'm out
fuck the rap industry i'm down for the motherfucking count
all you fucking clowns i could really do without
i'll be back i really really really doubt

[VERSE II: LIL CUT THROAT]

southside maniac with the nine loaded
northside shawty aka i'm loaded
made a couple milli world touring
fucking it up
but fuck a couple milli
burn it up like i'm the joker in gotham city
before them days we used to hit up orange mound
TA, Ghost and Smurf brought the skunk out
riding 4 deep
smoked out, loced out
smoked out, loced out
now i'm surrounded by folks i never met
seems like the bigger you get equals nothing but death
but nonetheless
still got them dead presidents
innocent residents
stray bullets
death begins
funeral for the cold blooded
make up skin
so i call ruby
he said he got the blade
i'm like ok i got the jacket loaded
and the ak

PHANTOM MENACE

Prod. tuMaggz

Lyrics:

Bitch I feel like Guts I’m bout to go berserk
Treating bitches sweetly but to niggas I’m a jerk 
Maggz the type of nigga that might pull up at your work 
Pull up at the wrong time bet you’ll get murked 
Snacking on your bitch that pussy tasting like desert 
Once I stick it in work it out and make her squirt 
Got that long wood bitches call me Vic Firth 
I ain’t spending racks on shit you can search my net worth

Smoking on this tree gon hit your face just like an airbag
Kush so strong got me feeling like I’m jet lagged
Made this shit for free don’t give a fuck about a price tag 
I’m in Hong Kong with the strap up in my duffel bag
I just booked a flight to Metairie to see my family 
But I’ll return like Gandalf 
Black Wizard up out the 503
Up all night reciting verses g 
With perfect symmetry 
Run circles on the beat 
This shit so fire you had to hit repeat 

I’m whipping hearses 
Pimping nurses 
Snatching purses 
Cursin fuck
Crushing verses 
They dispersing 
Kick drum hitting like a truck 
HHM we’re satan’s children we were sent to fuck shit up 
Once we lock you in our sights say your prayers you’re out of luck 

Bitch I feel like Guts I’m bout to go berserk
Treating bitches sweetly but to niggas I’m a jerk 
Maggz the type of nigga that might pull up at your work 
Pull up at the wrong time bet you’ll get murked 
Snacking on your bitch that pussy tasting like desert 
Once I stick it in work it out and make her squirt 
Got that long wood bitches call me Vic Firth 
I ain’t spending racks on shit you can search my net worth

GUT$ (feat. Witchouse 40k)

MVKO

Were born to die just face it,
Its mvko live from yo basement,
Livin life for that payment,
So much time that we've wasted, 

Inhaling poison in your lungs,
Midnight when the reaper comes, 
Society obsessed with guns and drugs,
Mothers buryin their sons,

I guess that's the life that we live now,
Everyone expects a handout,
Were all on a sinking ship now,
Bullet in the brain to get out,

Creepin in the darkness see me light my cigarette, 
Standing in the moonlight see the backdrop of my silhouette,
I'm comin for yuh,

Bloody fucking feet I got walking the path of enlightenment,
All these so called homies claim they real but then they lie to me,
The reaper pace outside my door invite him in to lie with me,
I'm gon be who I wanna be at the cost yall despising me,

Fuck these mother fuckers that are in this scene thinking you the shit but bitch you're nothing,
Saying you got guns and drugs when you ain't got shit bitch we know you're fuckin bluffing,
I ain't gon feel bad watching you crash and burn I'll be in the background watchin,
I've grinded for everything I got you wanna learn you better watch fuckboy lemme tell you somethin

Let go
Of everything you hold close,
Itll all be gone one day so let go, let go,

Let go
Of everything you hold close,
Itll all be gone one day so let go, let go,

Let go
Of everything you hold close,
Itll all be gone one day so let go, let go,

Let go
Of everything you hold close,
Itll all be gone one day so let go, let go,

777 (prod. PENTA)

[VERSE I: Romeo da Black Rose]

Take me home
take me home
it's the one place I can rest in peace
turn off my phone
so many messages I wish I could just delete
questioning my existence
questioning my decisions
burning down all the bridges
dig a moat
now I'm finished
sorry don't want you to visit, no
one last pic and I'll be gone
make it count
put the flash on
never really felt like I belonged
so I'll be on my way
and I won't be long
I'll be dead by dawn
I'll be dead by dawn
I'll be dead by dawn

[VERSE II: Lil' Dark]

Scrolling through my texts
shit I left unread
never trying to deal with it
there's bliss up in my ignorance
10 dope dealers
ex want me to see her
can't trust her
don't believe her
reply turn into a needle
don't wanna do it again
got shit I'm not trying to relive
head fucked up and I'm sick
these old habits will kill me quick
quicker than I can blink
quicker than I can think
lift me up
don't want to sink
pour me up
I need a drink
what the fuck do I do when sabotage is all I know?
I done dug myself my own grave in this hole
Kill me slow, slow
curtains close low
fuck
I don't see what's the point of going on
no

...And to Those I Love, Thanks for Sticking Around

...AND TO THOSE I LOVE, THANKS FOR STICKING AROUND

[VERSE I: Lil Cig]

Northside shorty pull up in a drop top
3 AM with the night back drop
popping on pills like I pop cough drops
multi-millionaire all from my laptop
slob on my knob until your jaw lock
came a long way from rocks in my sock
moon walk on the block
while I'm sipping on Wok
took a whole year off and we still on top
still the same boy that came from Jeffer Street
still the best friend that the devil keep
always burning up
triple six degrees
lock Scarecrow in hell and throw away the key

[HOOK: Lil Cig & 40 Blunts]

As the years go by
another day closer to death
time is ticking
hurry x 3

[VERSE II: 40 Blunts]

As the years go by
all the things that you were gonna do
you never did 'em
now you're wondering how come they never listen whenever you're talking
look who the fuck just walked in
time to clear the air
fuck that
I'll be coughing until my coffin
and in my coffin I won't toss and turn
instead I'll rest
I've earned some sleep 
let me dream up sheep
release me into the deep
cover up my head with the sheet
As the years go by
the same fuck girls will be fucking the same fuck boys
as the years go by
the same heroes you once had have been reduced to a toy
as the years go by
the drugs used to be fun
now, they've become a problem
as the years go by
before your life even begun
now, it's coming undone

PUTRID PRIDE

[VERSE I: Yung Christ]

Leave them all burning
triple six degrees
heard they started hating
wanna murder thee
Yung Christ turned to Satan
bless the devilish
now I get my joy from fucking chasing death
Momma raised a savage knew I wasn't average
Pops seen me coming up
he knew I had the package
let the 40 kick
drum roll with the sticks
hands will fuck your jaw
know who you fucking with?
get the copper popping
chopper
Daili Lama
feel like Silk the Shocker
I'm a fucking problem
streets call me doctor
screw them then I chop them
two cups
bottle filled with drugs
liver on the rotten
ruger, chopper, draco
cult around me Waco
violence getting louder
projects getting wilder
when I'm off a Xan. I'm quick to shoot the thang
ain't a clock to see there ain't no time for a game
fuck them all
shoot them
leave them in the yard
got a bunch of youngins  around me
Take the charge
fuck them all
shoot them
leave them in the yard
got a bunch of youngings around me
take the charge

[VERSE II: Oddy Nuff da Snow Leopard]

yeah we're all the same but we're separated by commas
yeah we're all the same until we're all destroyed by comets
alien invasion better run home to your mama
Ruby ain't the problem solver
I'm the cause of all your problems
bitch, I'm in Nevada
A 51s I got em
snorting blue sand with my cosmic ensemble
I don't give a fuck if they're pressed
I still bought 'em
falling down like autumn
call him duck boy
watch him waddle
full throttle when i empty out the bottle
when i empty out this clip that's full of fucking hollows
you'll be lying horizontal looking like a model
scope is never toggled
i was aiming for your nostril
now, I'm aiming at your bitch's tonsils
I'm the queen of drama
fucking up your life?
yeah, all you gotta do i holler
you wanna talk drip? 
catch me chillen in the sauna
spent a couple dollars just to make a couple dollars
all these bitches say my name as if it's something like the gospel
all these hoes apostles looking like they wanna gobble
looking at me crazy like they've all been wearing goggles
po' me up a 4 
i'm looking like a fucking waffle
feeling fucking awful

GXTH

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