🖤🤟🏾 Fuck What They Say 🤟🏾 🖤

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[VERSE I: Northside Shorty]
the one pulling all them robberies
the boy who's born from scarecrow
came up from the slums
walking product of the ghetto
i can't feel my face but feeling great as the vice goes
round and round and pound for pound
life going in a circle
from pentagrams to instagram
how i mainstream the 6
them boys can hate
i got their fate
suck on my dick
AKs all around me
wanna die
pick out a stick
grave been dug
load up a slug
lay him to rest up in a ditch

[VERSE II: Southside Shorty]
southside shorty
outside early morning
not a knock
empty out the glock
dot in front the 40
turning you into a pouring 40
or i'll come back when you're poor and 40
take it how you want 
take it as a warning
don't ever ignore me
hide behind the door
me and the fellas bring the storm
we'll keep it coming
mixing up milligrams with millimeters
9 in the chamber
got 30 inside the heater
bloody nose i smell the reaper
smoke surrounds my steps
i'm either choking on breath or reefer
coughing til my death
i'm eager
leaving all my fans as grievers

Long Term Effects of SUFFERING

LIGHTING THE FLAMES OF MY OWN PERSONAL HELL

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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

BLEACH

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[VERSE I: Anthony Mars]
i just wanna see you for a minute
my minds been lost for a minute
for a minute, for a minute
can't tell you what's going on
don't know what i'm feeling
money comes and goes
save a few, spend a few
every time i go to sleep i dream of you
every time i close my eyes i just see you
inside of my heart
i been falling through
rehab after rehab
come home just to relapse
if it was a choice all these drugs would be through
but it's just so much deeper
carry too much baggage on my people
even though i love you
fill the void
even though i love you
smile at my casket
i'm at peace at my death and i know it's just another sad song
may or may not sing along
and i know it's just another sad song
may or may not sing along
i'm not living life this way
i don't care about the fame
i don't care about the pain
i just wanna see you for a minute
baby i'm sorry that i'm finished

[VERSE II: Norman Atomic]
don't know why you left
(H-E-R-O-I-N)
(H-E-R-O-I-N-E)
but you always come back so i'll give you back whatever is left in my chest
(N-O-H-E-A-R-T)
(N-O-H-E-A-R-T)
prolly go broke giving into false hope
choking from the vomit in my throat
i was too knocked out to notice
overdose into a comatose
it seems to be my fucking slogan
i'm fucking broken
i'm fucking broken again and i know never to forget
my foes my friends are the same in the end
i hope i regret leaving both when i am dead
all of the money and fame are only fleeting ways to counteract my shame
all the drugs and bitches that i gain are only fleeting ways to counteract my shame
i'm so lame
everyday is the same
i'm going insane and nothing ever changes
i hate it
i gotta get out my own way
find a better way
find a better way

FORGET IT

$UICIDEBOY$ x GERM - UZI LOOGIES

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[VERSE I: YUNG $LUMBER]

back on that fucking dope
smacked i'm bout to make a toast
raise a glass to a room full of all my dead friends ghosts
they loudly shouting
pounding fists
yelling "yo is this a joke? you vowed to quit. renounce this shit. bitch you trying to overdose?"
i look up and stare at a table with empty chairs
i ain't able to move
i'm scared this is fatal
ain't prepared for my betrayal's consequences
broke a promise and i get it
i'm a failure
i'm a fuck up
yet i'm unapologetic

[HOOK: YUNG $LUMBER]

save me from this hell
let me rest in peace
another death shy of living a long life
raise your head up high
don't forget to say goodbye because when it's your time
it's too late you can't rewind
we live only to die
we live only to die

[VERSE II: SLICK SLOTH]

I been long gone
look for the soul in my eye and you see none
broken down to my last over my own blood
woke up on the worst side of the bed and didnt wanna get out
ouch
i can only speak about the shit that i'm thinking about
i'm worried about my crippled mother and father
my maw maw and her liver
lenny almost no longer living
and little brothers i can give better lives
still not right i'm still wrong
got my will done
i'm long gone

I Want to Die In New Orleans

LONG GONE (SAVE ME FROM THIS HELL)

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[VERSE I: YUNG MUTT]

used to smoke crack now i count fucking racks
mack daddy smack licking a powder bag
back on my bullshit 
white benz coupe fit 3 in the back and that's not including your bitch, too
shit
mutt hit the blunt like a bum
slick in the cut with a cut
no we never gave a fuck
here i come suck it up
bitch i'm fucked
lead in the brain i got tar in the lungs
threads full of stains in my car fucking slumped
nothing to gain i got nothing but bad fucking luck
lean the seat back as i swerve and i crash
yeah theres blood mixed with glass as my dreams turn to black
i'm ash
put em in the back
no strap in the backpack
just a bunch of trash
told zac:
if we ever fell off with G59 or FTP let's just be terrorist n blow up on NBC

[VERSE II: TONY WIT DA TOMMY]

this for any pussy boy wanna act up
find yourself dead with no guts
voice in my head saying "kill yourself"
so
so
so i wrote a note
hot boy turned cold
to whom it may concern
fuck you and the world
nurse these xanax
anxiety on panic
fuck
fuck
FUCK
i got to go
i got a 60 pack waiting at home
feel like a zombie
i'm all alone
everyone clones
please tell your bitch to stop hitting my phone
before i put the .45 at your dome lil bitch
hollow tips to the whole motherfucking game
hollow tips gonna insert in my brain

BRING OUT YOUR DEAD

VERSE I: Lil Remains]

still riding with my devils
ain't shit changed
gun to my temple
sharpen up the blade
feel the motherfucking phonk like it's '93
grim reaper in a jeep when i hit the streets
motherfuckers better hide
better duck quick
it's the sandman
better run
shift back to my old ways, old days
pill bottles in the cabinet
i can't feel my face

[HOOK: Lil Remains]

baby
fuck what they say
full of drugs
can't feel my face
x2

[VERSE II: Lil Remains]

Dope in a bag
brown-yellow rock
they don't know slick
they don't know the block
tell me what you want?
Tec or the Wok?
say the world is yours
got your world in my sock
hoes tryna fuck
hoes tryna lock
eat that bitch's box
suck my dick and give me top
how could I forget?
medicating with Gelatto
car sports model and my gun is semi-auto
lately trip a lot
lately sip a lot
scripts from my doc
finesse him like a cop

[HOOK] x1

[VERSE III: Yung Maraschino]

Three houses, 2 cars
I'm a boss
facts
spent a hunny thou sucking all my snot back
fucking ducking
that's a small quack
blowing out a broad's back
I can't fucking cum because my dick is numb and all that
fall back
I'ma call back (psyche)
where my dogs at?
lining up the chalk fat
yeah, her ass left
but she brought it back
shawty pointing at that shit
so I bought her that

[HOOK: Yung Maraschino]

baby
fuck what they say
full of drugs
can't feel my face
baby
fuck what they say
next time they talk
I'ma fuck their face

[VERSE IV: Yung Maraschino]

reach into my pocket
yeah, I fucking got it
oooh that shit was fire like the bottom of a rocket
blunt full of gossip
just so I don't vomit
never play it cautious
could give a fuck if I lost it
fuck a 4
yeah, gimme 30 o's
it's time to fucking go
it's time to fucking go

[HOOK]

[OUTRO: Yung Maraschino]

I can't stop now
what's the point?
I can never calm down
x2

BIZARRO

[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

BIZARRO

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