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[VERSE I: LIL WAAAAAA]
i apologize for getting half of the rap game hooked on getting high
ruby done made everyone wanna die
the cult of the GREY*59
make up your mind
$UICIDE
two of a kind unified
i'm taking what's mine
the choppa, the uzi, the TEC or the AR
seen you on my radar
i'll aim for your spine
I-N-D-E-P-E-N-D-E-N-T
do you know that that mean?
i can keep all my money from streams and shows and selling t's
just a white boy with his wrist cut
been fucked
now i'm making big bucks
been had my dick sucked

[VERSE II: Tony with the Tommy]
hold up
stop
gunfire in the air
motherfuckers in my hood don't care
it don't stop there
empty the clip
it don't matter if you laying dead
whoa now
chill, dog
fuck that
i'm a savage i was raised with my brain half damaged
wanna kill 'em all
it's my right of passage to leave all these sons like some bastards
okay got the AK
what a punk say when he wanna play?
slick known to bring the melee
make 'em runaway like it's mayday
you don't wanna see me when i'm high
hit 'em with a drive by while i'm hollering out GREY
better pick a fucking side
fucking with the *59 will have you ass sleeping in a blank grave

Long Term Effects of SUFFERING

IF SELF-DESTRUCTION WAS AN OLYMPIC EVENT, I'D BE TONYA HARDING

LYRICS-
[VERSE I: RUBY DA ARCHANGEL]

when i die auction off all my body parts
lets see what oddy costs
under my skull the shotty's cross
got all these opps on my dick like it's made of metal
making so much money it's like my boss is the devil
she loved me she loves not i done ran out of petals
littered the ground with rose bits ill grip this thorny stem forever
a portrait of my pain an homage to my suffering
same tale i been uncovering
im staining the whole world grey yall get back to coloring
in this mental prison im locked up like a pitbulls jaw

[VERSE II: HALF CIG]

Slickity slickity sloth
Thug Bach
Shoot up the mass
It will B minor
Jabbing my arm no Pfizer
Dick cuffed like it cum with priors
Liars, All around me talking hugs and love
Attaching kisses that come with wishes for death so they can touch my trust
Fuck
That’s some hard mother fucking truth
Still contemplating suicide
Just upgraded a couple coupes
Morally bankrupt
Call a skank up
To pretend she love me
“But I do love you”
hoe don’t talk while you fucking sucking

[RUBY DA ARCHANGEL]: 
uhhhh
should we?
i...
that was a lil short bruh

[HALF CIG]
well 
fuck, bro

[RUBY DA ARCHANGEL]: 
can we?

[HALF CIG]:
i just did 8 bars cuz i thought you said all you had to say

[RUBY DA ARCHANGEL]: 
i got-
i got more shit to say, broke
like...

[HALF CIG]:
well i mean...

[RUBY DA ARCHANGEL]: 
what?
tell me

[HALF CIG]:
they saying you lost touch...

[VERSE III: RUBY DA ARCHANGEL]

who the fuck said ruby done lost his touch?
blame my success on lots of luck
but lots of luck didnt get your bitch unfucked
blame my absense on the fact that my dick got stuck
call me evergreen
your bitched never seemed like she lost touch
begging me she wants her jaw fucked
withdraw from dope before i withdraw my cash
use her tongue to collect ash
for the stash i guess ill smash
pull off in a gle wagon fucked up i might crash
just thoughts and feelings from the half of me that is white trash

[VERSE IV: HALF CIG]

Bitch I cheated death
Ain’t a thing that I can’t do
Manipulation shorty
I could sell ice to Nanook
I could sell ice to the jeweler
I could sell Christ like I’m Judas
Self righteous type of a shooter
Make my life insurance shoot up
Wet screwed up
Product of my environment
My therapist was talking Freud
I rolled my eyes Then fired the bitch
Why would I quit?
My drug of choice is overdosing duhhh
My dick got no limits
I’m master p pimping
And making them bitches say ughhhhh

[OUTRO: RUBY DA ARCHANGEL & HALF CIG]

rain, rain
go away
200 on the dash
watch me hydroplane
gang, gang
gang’s all grey
from new orleans to ottawa
from atlanta to the bay

THE_EVIL_THAT_MEN_DO

[Verse I: Germ]
fire spitter
wood grain whipper
percs cut out the liquor
drank sipper 
fuck a doctor bitch and it’s still fuck my liver
head spinner
Dior on my bitches
they all bout the benjis 
lane switchin 
paint drippin 
hope the feds ain’t on my pimpin 
caught the flight 
we done took off we on pluto now 
walk em down 
his ass fried 
he in them pits right now 
bounties up 
heard they want my head 
This ain’t GTA
NBA ballin like I’m Kobe 
hella choppa blades 
smokin’ potent 
just put down the potion I can barely breathe 
Hennessy colored Mercedes big body we came for the cheese
Pretty please bitch I said once and now you gots to bleed
forgis on the truck when I pull up it’s easy 
bet these demons see me and they wanna be me 
I been out my body uptop like a beanie 
heard that boy he crazy he’s been hot like fevers 
please dont lose yourself you ain’t never gon please me

[VERSE II: Scrim]
Don’t give no fucks I was raised by them goons
Came out the womb I was gripping that tool
Kept the glock 45 in my backpack at school
Grey 59 boy and my click filled with wolves
Sub 8s just to keep my fuckin mind straight
Auto steering and I still can’t even drive straight
Eastern bloc wetto raising up the crime rate
Suicide bitch I’m everything you’re mom hate
G R E Y till I die
Drug addicts up and down my blood line
Chains more flooded than the lower 9
Hear my battle cry oh ohhhhhh
This that DNS slick
Call the EMS quick
Seats color period
Paint PMSing
If them pills pressed then
It’s still fuck it ima pop em
From the west of the Huey
Where we pop, lock, and drop em

[Verse III: Ruby]
gimme all your fucking hate
i need that shit like yesterday
only way 
that im able to motivate myself
“ruby such a loser”
bitch i agree with you what the hell?
insecurity what i sell
g59 the cartel
g59 the army bitch im bout to buy a fucking tank
east bank 
bound 
bitch im south 
of the lake
runnin round town everyday like wow ruby really on the prowl 
better pray
better take your family somewhere safe
i got demons with me i might let em out the cage
suicide live coming at you from the fucking grave
bitch i hide from the limelight im chillin in the shade
when the times right
ill be sidelined 
pay attention to my eyesight
checkin highlights
find the future of the 59 get em signed might let em shine bright and thats really all i gotta motherfucking say

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[VERSE I: LIL REMAINS]

we be them gorillas creepin' inside your motherfucking mind
germ got the axe
watch him lift it up and then swing it from behind

[VERSE II: GERM]

who is he?
that fucker a beast
came with the fleet, knock you out your fleece
cold summers with them long winters, if need be
fuck the world, bitch, i'm balls deep

[VERSE III: LIL INFECTED]

demons surround me
i'm drowing
i'm fiending for opiates
scheming
i hope it gets colder
the seasons they change but we holding
defeating the opposition
opposite of the competition

[VERSE IV: LIL REMAINS]

we start a fucking riot
don't try me
i strike like lightning or tyson
do drive by's riding on bikes, man
i swear that murder excitin'
i'm expediting your life's end
we multiplying alliance
you biting? well, i'm delighted
welcome to hell, i'm your guidance

[VERSE V: GERM]

hold on
call on me
diamonds dancing, homie
running for office
offensive and lawless
balls of the rawest in jaws of the new elect
fucked up be my set like ratchets with hatchets wilding
catching necks.
i'm bout bad shit like where the plague at?
that guy with the lost cause
fifty one fifty
spazzing, screaming where the flame at?

[VERSE VI: LIL INFECTED]

flame on
plague calm
stained palms
pop eight pills now the fucking pain's gone
slaying yall
chain flawed
same song
change long
long mane
raised kong
trained kong to slay them broads
reign strong

[VERSE VII: LIL REMAINS]

dirty nasty up the ante
drop top, dat way
mr. pop off on a banny

[VERSE VIII: GERM]

i got a bottle of thompson
bunch of shitty whiskey in me
gentilly with the 7th ward lord
razor blades slice the vocal chords

[VERSE IX: LIL INFECTED]

from new orleans to atlanta
sip a dirty big shot fuck a fanta
sell out a show in santa ana
dirty nasty propaganda

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[VERSE I: SHAWTY BURN-A-CHURCH]

grey five nine signed
rough diamonds tryna shine
christ and i
$uicide
you know i'm diving head when crucified
lucifer cried when i told him i'm choosing to die
noose and a knife
but i ain't use the knife to loosen the noose 
keep it tight
abusin the truth that's a lie
fuck boy with a ski mask think he gon rob me blind
fuck boy better think fast when he cock the nine
fuck boy better sink back in that fuckin spine
second guessin crime
7th ward where i snort a slug and cross the fucking line
yet another line inside the cup
another line you should look up
another line that shook you up
i signed the line for lucifer

[VERSE II: NORTHSIDE SHAWTY]

five nine til i'm dead
bitch i'm grey til the death
never gave a fuck bout dyin no
even when i was a jit
pop a jig
load the rig with that motherfuckin china white
fuck it if i die tonight
im gambling with my fuckin life
west bank/northside til the coffin ride
who am i?
i am god
i am basquiat
yung kurt cobain with the scarred veins
mentally derranged
hear the crows say my name?
i'm just wastin my time
i'm just wastin my breath
why can't i just die?
why can't i go next?
why we get no respect?
why i loved holding tecs?
xanax bar on my neck
i pop em
pop em til death
this ain't no motherfuckin trend
everyday feels like the end
feed me, feed me medicine
so i can't feel my sins

KILL YOURSELF Part XI: The Kingdom Come Saga

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[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

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[VERSE I: 7TH WARD LORD]

7th Ward swerving
white Benz
wheels turning
rose gold chrome accent on the rims
picture perftect
no destination let's just wait and see where we end up
burning zones
burning up the ozone backwood stay tightly tucked
bitch look at me she said "yuck!"
what the fuck?
hoe, i'm Oddy Nuff
i don't fuck with lifeforms from this planet, bitch
you out of luck
i got better shit to do like sip the lines up in my cup
i ain't sharing
pint stay tucked
waste my whole life hunting ducks

[VERSE II: LIL HALF CUT]

i be that rotten garbage crawling out the ditch
stitches for a snitch
bodies in the fridge
blade scraping
grey aping
banging on my fucking chest
feel the static
problematic
be my motherfucking guest
Yung Christ - masked up for a poltergeist
feel like i'm stuck in a vice
feel like i been paid my price
my wrists have been sliced
now i'm scarred from the blade that's pressed against my skin
lifeless and i'm stuck up in this shit
the walking mortal sin who's life will never end
fuck

Live Fast, Die Whenever

$UICIDEBOY$ x TRAVIS BARKER - ALIENS ARE GHOSTS

[VERSE I: Papa Pine]

Ruby da fucking Cherry, bitch
yeah, I'm a dime a dozen
all of a sudden me and my cousin rich from pressing button
lost in the sauce
yeah, i need a fucking compass
digging out all these industry plants
their roots were covered in fungus
she asked if she could blow me
i said "bitch, I ain't no trumpet"
she then called me her husband
I said "No, bitch, we just fucking"
this ain't for discussion
mixed the Sprite up with some Tussion
fuck it
I bought steel-toed boots
it's time to kick the bucket

[VERSE II: Yung Scarecrow]

Pull up on a fuck boy
get down
off my meds right now
room full of bottles
I might drown
sedated
I'm going crazy
Devil riding with me
chops out
lurking from the gutter
demons is my brothers
blue pills up my nose
OP's in some foil
mouth dripping with oil
watch me fade to black behind the marijuana smoke
separate color greys
but we all come from the same cloak
screaming "bloody murder"
doing dirt with my kinfolk

WHAT THE FUCK IS HAPPENING?

[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

MEGA ZEPH

[VERSE I: OG Corpse]

The fuck I need with life?
life is what needed me
they looking around for who?
who the fuck gonna save me?
Yung Christ been dodging death
dodging death done became my thing
take my chances with the glock
cock it back and let nina sing
looking out my window
feel my pulse going down
been mixing chemicals trying to find a compound
I don't wanna feel a thing
give me the drugs numb the pain
get away
fuck out my face
you want to switch?
well here's my place
bitch you can take it
how the fuck does it look from my view?
tell me what you thinking
it ain't all that it seems when you got to face it huh?
save lives daily but I can't save me, nah
all that glitters ain't gold
ain't that the saying? 
fuck

[VERSE II: George Washington's AR-15]

catch me at the cemetery visiting my enemies
gripping the machete
glistening it's rinsed and ready
reflecting wishes of death
if mine is selected tonight, I know the devil's sweating
"You have until I count to seven to escape" he threatened
please bury me
under the cherry tree
standing on the floor of my grave pissing on my destiny
rejecting death
gasp for breath
my existence they'll be questioning
ruby back from the dead and better than ever
yeah, I guess we'll see
panoramic views of me whipping the Panamera is infinitely better than me dead and gone 
on Nutella interior leather
chain still swanging
only now it makes my neck hurt
rain or shine
Grey*59 can measure up in any weather

[whispers Indistinctly]

[VERSE I: Black Window]

It's the most wanted
most hated
most haunted
boys that paid the cost
slowly dying but I'm flossing
looking good, ain't he?
boy bounced back from the dead
my business still shady
I still tip toe on the ledge
that shit ain't ever changing
I take my chance riding dirty while speeding
lane swanging
I fucking made it to 30 without my neck breaking
my gun that's holding a 30 that got his legs shaking
meanwhile his girl in the room with my picture masterbating
slowly crawling out the dirt
when it comes to death I like to flirt
my hills have eyes and a smirk
my cuz got blues and he got that syrup, boy

[VERSE II: Duck Boy]

If I keep it up, all these 30s gonna kill me before 30
another day wasted up my nose and it's still early
don't you worry
i'm always in a hurry
so i copped a foreign coupe
riding around town 'til i got to pull up to the court at noon
snort another blue
now i'm feeling sorta blue
nothing new
one of the chosen few
the rest of yall give him some room
it's best if yall didnt assume that he was destined for imminent doom
unless he is ready to get in the tomb
ruby such a bum but he make it look good
trunk in the front
yeah, that's what's under the hood
talking all this shit, mane
i wish yall really would
another million plays, mane
i wish yall really could

ONE LAST LOOK AT THE DAMAGE

[VERSE I: Norman Atomic]

booked a first class flight
fly me anywhere
making sure it's somewhere far away
awake me when we land
I never thought that I would be a millionaire
never in my life
on the verge of suicide
I told the world "It's you or I"
I have two sides
one that wants to see you all thrive
and one that wants to see you die
fancy cars and clothes homes
wrecked and abandoned
now you're regretting that loan
money on my mind
i lost track of time
tried to spend it all in one night
now i'm broke until i've died

{VERSE II: Anthony Mars]

came home late night
hugging on my parents tight
told me that they missed me
followed by another fight
wait
Facebook, Gram likes
how you doing on the mic?
how you doing on the road?
I ain't trying to tour no more
fucking all these hooes only left me with a bigger hole
popping pills every night
rotten on the inside
pain covered red eyes
don't know how to get by
all they see is dollar signs
scott done got itemized
manifested suicide

I WANNA BE ROMANTICIZED

[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

ALL DOGS GO TO HEAVEN

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