REALLY? right in front of my homiesexual toaster?

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[VERSE I: Traphouse Scrim]
i'm back in this bitch like a menace
running these hoes just like tennis
fuck what you thought of my image
blocka blocka blocka blow
semi auto with the scope
i'm back in this bitch with the cult
i'm back in this bitch with the phonk
scrim back in this bitch better know
i'm back and i'm hating and plotting
back and i'm scoping with robbers
come back and then jaws get to dropping
come hard when you step in my yard
scamming
gimme your card
off of a couple them bars
choppa k-k-kicking
auto f-f-spitting
talking a lot of that guala
from the eses to the shottas
lil wetto with yoppas
get my pills straight from the doctor
off of the jump with my shit
offer the dump off my hip
50 shots like i'm back in the crack
smoking that pack off the jack
OD slowly

[VERSE II: Spooky da Scary]
i have become what i hate
sad to say i saw this coming from miles away
too bad that it ain't a race
coughing my lungs out
stuck in last place
always in bad shape
blunt to the face
i want all the smoke
let me get a fucking taste
what the fuck you gotta say?
yung plague untamed
yung plague got nothing to hide
now i've never been one for picking sides, but i choose $UICIDE
yeah i reject almost everything bout this new world
i reject all the people inside
they can run
they can hide
they swim
they can fly
but i'll hunt 'em day and night for the rest of my life just to watch them die
then shed tears like a crocodile
all the while my choppa smiles
bite the bullet
that's not my style
belly full of lead and stomach bile
you thought that your life would be worth while
just another fucking rank-n-file
first came school
then you got a job
now your fucking bitch is walking down the aisle
safe neighborhood for the domicile
redoing the kitchen picking out new tiles
don't touch that fucking dial
let's see what's on TV!
world war III in a couple hours
but at least the house is clean
bodies will be piled for miles and miles
but the maid service was free

Long Term Effects of SUFFERING

BLEACH

Bên Đời Hiu Quạnh (Rap)

$UICIDEBOY$ x GERM - HEPATITIS G

d c o d 2 0 1 6
đ ê m h ô m q u a ( l a s t n i g h t )
p r o d . m y k a l r i l e y


đêm hôm qua (prod. mykal riley) - sol x royp + ricky star + pjpo

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[VERSE I: YUNG MUTT]

i'm the type of person to burn alive while on a sinkin' ship
flickin' ash out of my lash
i know what yall been thinkin' bitch
$UICIDE
fuck 'em all
i'm drench in gasoline and lit
then $lick will tell yall fuck boys grab a broom and gon and sweep the shit
i don't give a fuck about the internet
motherfuck the illusion
yall confused
don't get my image yet
666 for life
grey my fuckin' army stripes
yall keep flossin'
yall keep ballin'
all yall caught up in a net

[VERSE II: LIL CUT THROAT]

call your patrol man
i've been programmed to fear no man
you see these tats all on my face? 
i don't have no care 
i walk around in any city like my home there
you want war, motherfucker, but yet to declare
hop on a chariot
ridin' through heaven
i'm aiming a .45 at your god
$carecrow the scariest
cut throat the deadliest 
frozen $hogun at my side
every night rise and die
grey five nine the parasites
who am i? anti-christ
the one who makes hades flames ignite


[VERSE III: GERM]

catchin' top in the whip
ridin' cruisin' wylin'
just take a look at me
i'm booted and ashy
talkin' down bout a stupid bitch
lookin' for a stupid lick
you really new to this
been on my bullshit gucci linen draped on my women
sinnin' with women out here pushin' limits
worry bout me you stupid nigga
stack digits
up my heat in public
air 'em out if they get ignorant
left 'em heaven sent
his partner called on christ, but he irrelevant
lurkin' the pit
die bout my shit
just look at the wrist, ain't no slits but it drip
ronda roussey in the audi with me
knock a nigga out for me
love that bitch

DIRTIERNASTIER$UICIDE

$UICIDEBOY$ x GERM - KING COBRA (DRIPPIN')

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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

KILL YOURSELF Part XVII: The Suburban Sacrifice Saga

FACE IT

[VERSE I: RUBY DA CHERRY]

ruby got a problem
ruby at the bottom
ruby fucking up
he gotta alotta empty bottles
ruby full throttle
toolie no condom
bust it back and watch my brains splat on the column
dollars got me honest
honestly without a prophet
probably spent all his profit
yeah that's fucking right i copped it
romeo with all the toxins
roll me dope i'll lip lock it
blackened lungs from all the (coughing)
fuck all these lames
all yall so obsessed with names
all yall dress the fucking same
$UICIDE 
i'm out the game
blame it on the fame
i'm so sick of my own name
i'm so distant from the reigns
i'm riling up a hurricane

[VERSE II: $LICK $LOTH]

popping oxy
snorting roxy
body feeling like a zombie
never been a role model
never hear me say sorry
7th ward dragon breathing fire while i'm slicing necks
sixth sense deathwish 
laughing at the fucking threats
slick the one to ask you what you gon do?
nothing fool
i've been suicidal with them drugs up in my mama's womb
all these poppies
cock the shotty
barrell pressed against my body
photocopies all around me
$UICIDE just call the posse
kill em sloppy
bitch we godly
double cup that's filled with yella
dread head cracker from the ghetto
don't say hello
you ain't my woadie
all your friends are dead?
mine been dead since kids
100 more in angola serving like behind the pen

KILL YOURSELF Part XIX: The Deep End Saga

FAILURE BY DESIGN

RVMIRXZ x $uicideBoy$ - The Road To Hell Is Highway 59

RVMIRXZ x $uicideBoy$ -Sarcophagus

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[VERSE I: LIL OOZING]

back from the dead like i'm jesus
skip to the next track if you think that we are facetious
ruby da cherry ripe for the season
$uicideboy$
yeah we still breathing
i'm the black sheep of this music industry shit
used to be a flock of us but now the flock's depleting
7th Ward Charizard
i'll melt the ice you claim was freezing
cause i was born in april i'm that shiny diamond heathen
yall fuck boys who claim they push keys are deleted
them fuck boys who claim they got swag are competing for the same Gucci sweater that i been had the receipt bitch
i'm the fucking wave
yall just stuck in a bed in a room on a cruise throwing up because you're seasick
while your bitch is cheating on you i'm the one who beating
i'm just saying yall think that i'm playing but i ain't got a reason to
'98 benz coupe looking like pikachu
'99 benz coupe looking like beetlejuice
whatever
who gives a fuck i still feel like a teen recluse
bout to give these needles use
numb me up

[VERSE II: LIL CIG]

hear no evil see no evil speak no evil
find myself speaking to ghost's a bit more often now
devils die too
lucifer bound for the ground
get some money and watch how many hands come reaching out
lit up my cigarette
another accident
fuck anybody that thinks i'm a saint
fuck anybody that wants me to change
no one changes ever
that's why my glocks on the dresser
and if i'm keeping it real
i'm never ever lacking
mother fuckers know that slick ain't never ever slacking
whether the shogun or the 9 mm
they be knowing scrimmy keeping the heater
none the less
still got people up my ass
i smoke a cigarette and laugh
kettles calling pots black
but sometimes i get violent
silent
the fuck i'm supposed to do
when cut throat's always the problem
that's why cut throat cut throats with the sharp blade though
got my faygo on easter
signed germ
said "ball like the lakers"
DN$ III
they know they scared of it
$UICIDE DEAD BOYS
keep a tribe with me
G59 don't give a fuck boy

I Want to Die In New Orleans

FUCK THE INDUSTRY

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[VERSE I: YUNG PLAGUE]

straight out of hell
ring the bells
plague is here to stay
roaches and locust they cover me
no halo hovering
follow me in your grave
ain't got no patek because i'll be here until the end of fucking time
thy kingdom come, thy will be done
and still you wonder who am i?
i am the devil's son borned and raised
preaching $UICIDE
googly eyes
tell me more
okay
praise the fucking devil
god can suck my dick
i scorch the plains
making mountains crumble
glaciers melting
oceans swelling
i'm lord of the flames
wait a fucking minute i got more to say
threatening swordplay
some would say nay because the tip of my swrod blade is dipped in chlordane
yung pague breaking fortes
scarecrow in the corn maze
haunting board games
for war we pray
plague is cold in norway
hanging from the doorframe with sores and stains
for war we pray
7th ward the grey
for war we pray

[VERSE II: LIL CHOPPA]

death is inevitable
the fucking scarecrow
walking on his tip toes on your blood stained wood floor
you know mr. typical
hearing the fucking voices through my window
begging to be dead
but no worries
just like chucky, cut throat got the blade and the knife
may thy rise for the yung christ
never even died
my father has forsaken i
i'm still $UICIDE until i die
it's an eye for an eye
speaking of I
I... (someone help me out)
I see the reaper having a busy season
it's getting harder to watch from the bleachers
the father of evil like Knievel
ruby and i stay jumping over people
xanax eating
close to lethal
cigarette breathing
junkie used to needles
so i grew up a fuck up
load the nine up
my time's up

10,000 DEGREES

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[VERSE I: Ruby da Cherry]
dirty ass air max 95s when i step
i regret nothing bitch
dont give a fuck about respect
dont give a fuck bout what you think of me
im sick of fucking stress
ill rob myself in public just so i can get a blue check
keep a hoe in check make sure she keepin track of all the checks
only way she fuckin wit me
now i wish that hoe the best
$UICIDE i got my set
euthanized im off the Tec
who am i?
well take a guess
i got the blade against your neck pressed

[VERSE II: LIL REMAINS]

Eyes red as mother fucking blood
Victim in the tub
Roxy 30 getting crushed
Drop two sticks up in my mud
Raw dog dirty dick a bitch
Slip up on them opiates
Hold up
I milli rock on any cop
When that Chevy hit the block
Let the chains swang
Platinum teeth
Might retire any minute...
Soulja rag
Souls tennis
Whole world bitches
Fuck who hears it
Ruby & $lick still bending corners till the coroner
Fuck your press
Fuck who’s next
Fuck your cypher
And awards, too.
You a mascot
We really represent the ridiculed
You mother fucking bitch!

HUNG UP ON THE COME UP

[VERSE I: Northside Shorty]

Hot boy off the north with the tats on his face
run, run, run, find a place where you safe
far from grace
in my maze where I play
pray on your faith when they claim that they saved
laugh in your face
trying to jump home boy?
you might want to refrain
keys to the gate
talking hell, little bitch, and you ain't gonna escape
hold up
jump out with the glock cocked
going non-stop
aim the red dot
shoot a mother fucker dead where he laying
ain't stopping until the gun lock
mother fucker out my box
head been knocked by the worst kind
gorilla from the 59
I'm a psycho
check my bloodline

[VERSE II: Southside Shorty]

all of these bitches afraid of me
and all of these fuckboys - they hate on me
so just to sum it up
basically, i really couldn't give less of a fuck
I'm from the era of terror
the product of financial pressure
social conformity
religious error
mention the devil
they'll fuck off forever
the new millennium brought nothing better
I wanna see blood stains on the grill of the Mustang
couple pills just to numb the pain
six roads, one way
flames arrise
burned my eyes
I'm late for judgement day

10,000 DEGREES

$UICIDEBOY$

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