$UICIDEBOY$ - THIEVES (SLOWED+BASS)

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KILL YOURSELF Part X: The Resurrection Saga

DURANGO '95 (A REAL HORROR $HOW)

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$UICIDEBOY$ x BLACK SMURF - FREE GUCCI

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[Verse 1: Yung Mutt]

Ruby steady swervin down this muddy road
whip got like 100 spokes
my gas tank needle doesn't show how much gas i'm about to blow
told $lick don't roll down the windows
we'll probably drown just for your info
he rolled the bitch down and let in the minnows
the velvet seats ruined 
they used to be pimp though
swam out the whip
hold my breath 
count to 10
guess this it so we left
got to swim to the surface before we start breathin in water
looked up and saw the sun fade i'm a goner
lay me down along the bottom of the lake
forever hauntin Pontchartrain until i rise up out my grave

[Verse 2: Yung $carecrow]

comin up out them ditches under bridges in the 7th Ward
lurkin back out the cut
creepin with Mutt ridin down St. Bernard
xanax bars
chevy cars
plenty broads
curve em all
was born to to fall
on a good day i crawl
that cocaína drippin out my nose
pour my 4's in Aquafina
it ain't no secret everybody know that ima a fiend
that weapon keepin 
always sleepin with my loaded nina
Yung Emphysema always smokin on that Hiroshima

Now the Moon's Rising

UNDERWATER MALIBU

NIGGAS NEVER KNOW WHATS NEXT 
MIGHT FUCK AROUND HIT PREZ WIT DA VETTE
MANSLAUGHTER GRAND THEFT AUTO PARTS OF DA PROBLEM
LOS SANTOS SCHOLAR
BEEN A PIECE OF SHIT SINCE DA GET GO HOLD ON
MOVE SLOW DOUBLE CUP OVERFLOWIN
HOOVER DAM MY WRIST
WHO DA FUCK FINNA SHINE LIKE DIS

BATTER UP BACK TO BACK SWING AND MISS 
PITCHIN SAUCE SWEAR TO GOD
COUPLE PILLS COUPLE BLUNTS I CANT FEEL MY FACE 
I FEEL NO LAWS
FUCK DAT DEEZ NIGGAS MAD 
I NEED IT ALL I GOTTA BALL AINT NEVER GON STOP
TIL DAT MUFUKIN CASKET DROP




BORN A BAD GUY
BORN TO DIE
NEVER COULD ABIDE
SMOKING BEEN DA ONLY HOPE
BACK TO BACK POTE CANCER SMOKE
ITS SAD TO SAY YOU IN MY WAY
PARLAY BROAD DAY TRIPPIN FACE
BITCHES BITCHIN BOUT MY BUSINESS LIKE YOU PARTAKE IN MY PAY
ITS ANOTHER HOLIDAY IM SHININ LIKE IM ST NICK
LITTLE FINGER FROSTED SHIT COST BOUT 2 LICKS
CHAPO JUST HIT MY PHONE LIKE GOT A BRICK
PULLED UP RAN OFF DAT CHOPPA SUNG A SAD SONG

Bad Shit Bootleg

BAD GUY [Prod. Budd Dwyer]

mixed by @nzabeatz 
mastered by @gucciwitch
art - @sowhatimdead

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LYRICS:
Verse 1 (Scrim):
They said we wasn't shit, Now they all want to die 
Sold souls grow cold, With the devil on my side
Sippin 4s, swervin' slow, with them 20s on my ride 
Pussy strong because I GLO, but all them hoes they get denied 
Nother bitch, nother day, with another blunt smoked 
Hit the switches on the lake, on my mirror is a rope 
Suicide til we ashes, fit the Nine Grey bastards 
After that just take my urn and fucking dump it on the pastor 

Interlude (Mitchell Bay):
I used to be passive, so when I pass please 
Just grab a wrap and, roll me up and smoke me
I'm talking bout' my ashes, Yeah just let me go off.....

Verse 2 (Ruby Da Cherry): 
I'm from the Se7en, aint no heaven, in my destination
(?) your breath and aiming for the lake 
I'm betting on how long it takes for me to sink below 
I go so low, so low, aint got no hoe I know I'm dead 
Cause when it's cold outside I see no breath 
I know I'm dead 
Because my neck is red from rigamortis 
Settling, I'm settling down underneath the ground, inside the grave 
I slick keep digging, yeah you never finished because death is eternal 
Bitch im Infernal, eternally determined 
To MURDER MYSELF

Verse 3 (Mitchell Bay):
With the pain that I've engraved all up in my sub conscious 
From the self doubt among a couple other problems 
I make my way through the flames 
Unmasked like Kane, brimstones in my pocket 
There ain't shit that you constructed 
So the fuck down is where you can sit 
Ridin round with suicide 
In the N.O. on that Voodoo tip 
When I blow up I'm gonna cop a necklace that's doubles as a belt 
And when I murder myself
Please play reservoir dogs at my celebration of life 
I don't want a funeral I don't want no crying 
Tell my mama that I'm sorry 
This is not her fault 
Remember when I spilt the apple juice in the hall 
Feeding what's eating at me 
I will feast until I starve 
Behaving self destructive 
Hip hop cracked my shell up open 
Unleashed my soul planted a third eye up on my fore
Closing out the openings of stores 
When I go off, when I go off
Feelin like Gorilla Zoe mixtape a month 
I get so lost when I'm in the booth, when I press record 
I just might say THANK YOU BASEDGOD
On a song with $uicideboy$ oh my Lord 
Feelin evil lucid I might peel em like I'm Luca Magnotta 
Rockin Rothco with my papa Derek Deano, bumping Clams Casino 
Wrestling with my demons like Ricky The Dragon Steamboat
MitcHy Man Savage Carlito 
I record on an Apple with a Hawaiian shirt on
Rowdy Roddy Piper mixed with a rowdy mothafucka off the street 
I'm always spittin' one too many

Try Not To Get Your Feet Wet

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