I WANT TO DIE IN NEW ORLEANS

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[VERSE I: BIG GRIEVE]

Make a punk bitch bite the curb
American history X
Burning churches until the dirt
Walk off and throw up the set
Just another Sunday purge, I'm Isis with blades and a neck. throw his body to the herd
This what happens when you flex
Fuck boy, I lace your mama's drink with LSD, gave your sister mescaline, then chased her up and down the street
Never sleep
Stay on the creep to kill you sheep
Mark of the beast
Walking disease
Hell is my theme

[VERSE II: LIL OOZING]

Gimme a cigarette, my nerves is bad
What the fuck your name is, boy?
I never heard of that
Germ is back in the n.o. we made a murder pack
She let out a nervous laugh
Swimming in the deep like where the surface at?
Make the sign of the cross and then I'm skrrtin' in the church's ash
Let me soul escape I'm switching bodies like a hermit crab
Home is where the dirt it at
Lemme circle back to the days when i said "fuck the world"
It's still me versus that
Ruby stuntin' like a circus at

[VERSE III: GERM]

Who that there with all that flare?
Stare into my eyes, I dare you
Ride with the carbon
Pistons in the hood
Ben Wallace with me
Just might shoot you down
Don't make no sound
Big gun sounds get to rushing, bitch
It's nothing
DirtyNasty$uicide
It's you or I
It's do or die
Bitch, it's me
I got hunnids and i heard your tank's on "e."
Boot me down, I stomp you out
Big body bitch hold on my heat
Clap 'em with the ratty just for acting all types
Of cheesy
Better believe me, hoe
Gimme the cheese and dope

DIRTIERNASTIERSUICIDE

$UICIDEBOY$ x GERM - 20TH CENTURION

[Verse: RUBY DA CHERRY]

I been itching for a plot, yeah
But ain't no waving cannons on my block, no
7th Ward Lord take a shot, yeah
I'ma keep my head down (I don't give a fuck)
Switching scripts, they're never in the same spot, yeah
Fuck this music shit, I'm itching for a plot, yeah
Ain't no- ain't no fucking digits on my clock, no
I ain't one of y'all just let me rot, yeah
I was just with Peep in London
Still feel like I don't exist at all, no
Fuck this social gathering
I'ma smoke a square out in the fucking hall, oh
They told me watch out for the snakes
But they forgot about the plague
And the AK and with Lil Remains
And the AK and what little Remains

[VERSE II: LIL REMAINS]

Hold up hold up hold up
Had to put down the narcotics
But i ain't really stop it
Xanny and suboxone
Stay up in my wallet
On the block catch the Glock
Shoes hanging like a chord
Not a tour
7th war
Hot boys
Prime time
Dotted line never signed
On the drugs can't doze
If i do be exposed
Oh no
Chopper city
Dead bodies
Alligators
Disembodied
Did the crime not the time
Lil jitts on the porch gripping 9's
Pull that torch
Light em up
Young as 12
Living hell
Lil remains
Yung plague
No respect given unless you steal or you take hoe

KILL YOURSELF Part XX: The Infinity Saga

I HUNG MYSELF FOR A PERSONA

I WANT TO DIE IN NEW ORLEANS DROPS SEPT 7
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[VERSE 1: NORMAN AROMIC] 

hold up
po’ me up
double the cup just to cut the stress in half
guess who the fuck left
after all is said and done regret the past
best move along got a long way to go
i dont know
i dont know
i dont know
shawty i dont mind but your always on my mind
think about you all the time
think about you all the time
where the fuck was i when this relationship dried
i was probably (too) high to realized you left my side
i will finally give out and die
i would love it if you bring me flowers if you come by
if you come around

[VERSE 2: ANTHONY MARS]

$uicide been on my mind
Pour my heart on the concrete every fucking time
Each time you left
Feels like you died
Depressed and I don’t wanna go on any longer
Delusions keep me going
Illusions keep me hoping
Parachute woven from broken down
Men - are from Mars
But there’s nothing but cold
Grow up all alone
No fam
No home
So I do drugs just to numb up
Yea I do drugs when I wanna
Back off the Xans
Five in the morning
Ain’t tryna come down
Ain’t tryna be sober

I Want to Die In New Orleans

MEET MR. NICEGUY

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PART I: NO SALIVATION FOR THE PROMISE OF SALVATION

[VERSE I: PAPA PINE]

reach into my pocket and i grab a couple crumpled hunnids
weed look like some crumbled hunnids
blunted out the fuzz is hunting
paranoia turn my stomach
H1 Hummer
rough and rugged
desert camo trunk to the front end
shirt unbuttoned
seat adjusted
100 mph bitch i seem accustomed to life in the fast lane
nothing in the motherfucking gas tank
dumping ashes and laughing
fucking ducking what comes from the government
peeling out into the sunset
eyes so low look like a sunset

[HOOK:
GREYFIVENINE BITCH I SIGNED MY LIFE AWAY]

[VERSE II: YUNG CHRIST]

back on my bullshit
know how to pimp it
put my foot on the fucking brakes
signed up for a life
became yung christ
all i got was a death wish, illness, and a piece of $UICIDE
fuck this ego
fuck this pride
easily execution on my side
homicide homicide
what we used to all the time
we in the benz off the benzos
our depression clinical

PART II: TRY HOWLING AT THE MOON WHILE BEING STRANGLED

[VERSE I: LIL 2/3RDS]

meet me by the moon
half past dusk
back from the dust
cut throat he love them drugs and guns
chilling in the cut
got about 20K and a gun
got a pile of adderall
cigarette butts
everyday adds up
do i look like a give a fuck?
every day of every month
bloody nights turn bloodier
death could be right in front of you
still wouldn't recognize her
got a death list that some still got to catch this
best put the tec quick
die bitch!

[VERSE II: 7th WARD DRAGON]

you ever had to dig your own grave?
live your life with no name
backwood full of romaine
okay
'96 benz with the cocaine paint hoe
high until my death i got the propane tank low
gas seeping all over the house until my say so
light the fucking match now the tank blow
so glad i stayed home
someone call the cops from the payphone
flames all around me
man i hoping they fucking drown me
crown made of ashes only way they fucking found me
forget about me
only way you might not feel so lousy
forget about me
on my own head i would have priced a bounty

PART III: MISSED MY CUE FOR CURTAIN CALL

[VERSE I: RUBY DA CHERRY]

and for my last trick i don't think i'm cut off for this rap shit
$UICIDE i fucking scream it from the rooftop
the only thing i ever did worth mentioning ever since slick burned me a CD of lil wayne
that shit prolly still in my boom box
but now a days i can walk into an establishment and select myself on the fucking jukebox
if i wanted to cop a black countach
drive that shit like 2 blocks and then smash in the back of a new cop car
now i think i'm wanted too

[VERSE II: SLICK SLOTH]

i'm on that lean
yeah that drank
i'm on them bars
don't want to think
i'm on that loud
amphetamines got no time for sleep
lost in my thoughts
i don't know who a friend and who a enemy
nerves real disturbed
down from head to toe
ever feel like sometimes you got to let it go?
plenty days i thought this shit was over
creator of the movement
creator of the music
still feel like i'm losing

I NO LONGER FEAR THE RAZOR GUARDING MY HEEL (IV)

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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

FUCK THE INDUSTRY

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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

LONG GONE (SAVE ME FROM THIS HELL)

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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

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[VERSE I: LORD OF LONELINESS]

local boy making fucking global noise
yes, i came to destroy
sold out shows around the globe twice
now i feel like a fucking viceroy
i do
never say no to whatever drugs
i always enter the void
when it is time and i die make sure i'm buried in FTP corderoy
$uicideboy$
most avoided most ignored
i like their old stuff from before
who am i Freud?
i'm no who i thought i was anymore
i'm not like you
i don't want the life you live
i don't want the wife and kids
i don't want to die and miss all the things that sailed around me

[VERSE II: BANNY DA PINT DRINKER]

ask me if i'm happy?
stupid motherfucking question
no pity needed
fighting grown men
i was seven
what's happening?
running drugs up on my bike you know i had a weapon
then them drugs became my obsession
nobody can say they gave me a fucking thing
got it out the mud now i'm a G.O.D.
born southside west bank living legend
reborn yung christ
this your fucking day of reckoning
northshide shawty off the porch sipping dip
lil slick wanna quit
life overrated as shit
everyday eating sticks gotta wash it down
and when i wash it down you know what it's with
i just want some happiness
to live a normal life again
sleep late and do nothing
talk to my cousin like he actually my cousin

122 DAYS

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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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[HOOK: LIL LONELY]

hol up wait
all of my heroes are rotting in their fucking graves
one day i will forget their names

[VERSE I: LIL REMAINS]

when i was 27 every night i had dreams to die
now i'm 28 feeling more dead than alive
29 in a month
all my idols fucking dead
got a check
more or less just another problem
bringing 400 degrees
no limit/cash money
half a milli bands in cash
i feel like cash money
popped a xan
couldnt tell you when i forget
fuck a friend
all i need is scrim and my kin
days looking grim
goosebumps on my skin
hope the reaper coming
hope my demise begin
fill my veins with heroin poking through my skin
this is the end
all the way

[HOOK]

[VERSE II: LIL LONELY]

one day i'll become the same
a pile of ashes forgotten in a vase
wrap my chain around the base and then put it on display
flashing lights they shine so brightly
until there's blackouts every night
see shattered glass rain from the sky
beware my drip that shit so blinding
white gold blade on a bright gold chain
ruby da cherry been hated so why the fuck would i not stay the same
every step that ruby take is like he walking on a plank
let the waves crash down
let them take me to my grave
ain't no way my gang ain't grey
thousands of people are shouting for $UICIDE to save the day
roll up in the tank 
fuck the fame
remember my name until your memory fades
documenting the plague until my dying day

NICOTINE PATCHES

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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

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[VERSE I: Ruby da Cherry]

yeah, i was the wave but now i feel the tide pulling back
ocean flat
often i lay in this coffin
sleep on my back
toss a couple of them back
my liver really starting to slack and i can feel my lungs decaying from the cigarette packs
i havent thought of $UICIDE since i was living in the back of Blackout's pad
my heart torn in half
now i've got everything i ever wanted, but now i don't want it
i feel like i'm haunted i feel like i'm cursed
hopefully soon i'll return to the dirt
a material world with a virtual nerve
bitch i see what it's worth
toss me out on the curb
leave me behind
walk a straight line to hell
as yall swerve away lost in the choice not to sell
roll me up a blunt
i need to get lost
all yall talk bout sauce
i'm wiping frozen cuts with frost
i'm slicing open guts and tossing frauds off to the side
half of $UICIDE a couple million now who ready to fucking die

[VERSE II: SLICK SLOTH]

two cups and a bad bitch
then i pop me a xanax quick
call shake when i need that fix
call nick when i need that itch
call krez just to pop on 'phetamine
max beck in the back pop seventeen
yung kurt cobain with the heroin
slick love drugs over everything
shooting stars up in my veins whoa
but look at your bank rool
so?
just spend it on more dope
more woes
fuck you care for?
but lately i feel guilty i feel so badly
they say i made it and that should be satisfactory
lately i feel like i have nobody
all alone in an empty hotel lobby
4 AM praying can i get some rest
dreams of $UICIDE and the need for death

BRING OUT YOUR DEAD

$UICIDEBOY$

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