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[VERSE I: Slick Sloth]
still here boasting my emotions
now coping while fucking dopeless
let the dope hit
breathing slowly
look baby, i’ll show you hopeless
load the ammo
scarecrow no shadow
bloody pianos
sold out gallows
my mind so harrowed
from tragic backroads traveled
waking up with dread
pop off on my meds
nose deep in narcotics
window shopping for my fathers problems
do you have some options?
my hand numb from gripping the pistol
trigger finger callous
my heart out to my girl
i know that loving me is a challenge

[VERSE II: Lil Oozing]
garbage what i'm spewing
sluggish how i'm moving
dope is what i'm choosing if you ask me how i'm doing
i be cruising, coasing, using, dosing
just don't overdue it
hoping i don't fucking lose it
rope in hand
i tied the noose
it's open
another night blacked out
lying on the bathroom floor
i ain't gonna black out
i ain't gonna last out
i guarantee i'll have some more  
ima dive into the void head first
ain't tryna avoid said thirst
i'm tryna enjoy death 
worst things about me
constantly doubting the fact that i'm blessed by a curse

Sing Me a Lullaby, My Sweet Temptation

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$UICIDEBOY$ x GERM - SLENDERMAN

DIRTY NASTY SUICIDE

$UICIDEBOY$ x GERM - WEST END

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Radical $uicide

$UICIDEBOY$ x GETTER - CHAMPION OF DEATH

VERSE I: $LICK $LOTH

Still depressed
Still misunderstood
Still popping pills, popping seals, smoking backwoods
Still smoke a swisher if you got it with you
Everybody won't me sober, but i'm not a quitter
I say the less you know the better
That west bank fire setter
$uicide dream team
It's that codeine fiend
Hell bound is what i'm deemed
Surrounded by crime scenes
Only peace that i know is sleep or be deceased
I can't call it anymore
Get more depressed when i'm on tour
Wake up in the middle of a war
Wake up wishing that i was a fucking corpse, fuck...

VERSE II: RUBY DA CHERRY

Yeah, now if we got a problem, then we got a problem
I don't give a fuck
I can't even see that far at the bottom
My cousin toxic, and i'm rotten
This ain't an option
I was opting out responsibility
Turn a new leave and get it poppin
Pull up on their fucking ass
All they do is fucking ask "can i flash you with the gas?"
And so i pull up on their ass then i ask "want to catch the gat's blast?"
It's always back to back
$uicide used to calm my depression, used to call it my progression, used to make me less upset and $uicide now causes all my depression

VERSE I: LIL NO FLASH

Sold out shows, but i don't believe in souls
So i doubt these shows are going to leave me feeling whole
A couple blunts i blow and now i'm idolized, a role model
That'll get 'em to get me to model clothes
I'd rather snort up roxy's until that dope battle rattles
Nope, i'm not about to tackle yet another problem
I'll have to put this one at the bottom
I feel like fucking sodom and gomorrah, but life is sweet
Another black petal falling down right at my fucking feet
Another flower rotten, a bouquet of efforts
Sour scents are haunting my defeat
Sold out funeral no live nation fee
Captivate 100,000 people
Still me and the reaper me
100,000 want to meet me
I hope they'll let me be

VERSE II: LIL HALF CUT

I'm able to paint a picture most people can't even see
Basquiat mixed with Monet when that heron in me
Self-critic thats speaking in cryptic
Defying the laws of physics
Let me be specific
Sadistic, mr. pessimistic
Slickity sloth the motherfucker they call the anti-christ
Used to dream of fans chanting, screaming that "$uicide!"
Now i get on Instagram and they're posting my personal life
I promise it's not what it seems
Climb up just to fall down a stream
Drag me to the river
The richer i get, the worse my liver gets
No strippers on my zipper
Still in my room
Keep it dark as i can
Remember scraping up change just for cigarettes
Immortalized $uicide
No they won't forget

VERSE I: LIL REMAINS

Yeah playa
Yeah playa
All my teeth gold
Damn playa
Damn playa
I still can't sleep though
Yeah playa
Yeah playa
I be that sheep eater
Wolf creeper but disuised as the grim reaper
Sad playa
Sad playa
I be that sad playa
Damn playa
Damn playa
Thought you was money making?
Yeah playa
Yeah playa
Don't change that i'm forsaken
Grey playa
Third razor
Laugh at you bitches hating
Yeah playa
Yeah playa
My pupils dilating
Dope shot up in my veins
I'm feeling nauseated
Law breaker
Law breaker
I'm trying to feel alive
Make sure my teeth gold when i'm filled up with formaldehyde
$uicide

VERSE II: PAPA PINE

Used to be called a bunch of things before they called me snow leopard
I froze up and shivered off the shards of cold weather with no effort
Leather belt around my throat feels so better than the rope i had before
The results are the same, but now i'm comfy when i go
I got hoes that burn their wrist with the blunt they rolled for me
And now i'm always stoned
Always home alone
In the back of the benz, i got my squad i know
But, i only see them on the road, and the rest i know just want to use you
Always want to used you
Snakes in my face, yeah, i think i'm medusa
Polo pajamas with the pockets ripped
The red, white and blue ones
That's why i'm always losing money, but don't let that confuse you because now i got a mouth full of gold, but baby i'm still a loser

I No Longer Fear The Razor 3

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

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[VERSE I: GERM]
I just might ride with your bitch
Told her i loved her
Lying like shit
I'm still boolin' tho
Bleedin' concrete
Snortin' oxys
Feelin' god body like who gon stop me now?
Runnin' round while blowin' pound after pound
See me now?
Get hip
Get it now
I'm gone til november
Got into pickin' pockets kinda often
Big ass gas bag
Passenger side of the cadillac
Seat slightly sat back
On my side i got my baghdad
Hotel hoppin'
Bombin' back back
Dynamite in the gucci napsack
Ruckus in the church
Jesus meet this heathen he kinda hurt
Buzzin' im loud
Never stoppin' til they stick me in the dirt

[VERSE II: $LICK $LOTH]
Took a benzo
Wrote a manifesto
Yung hot boy straight from the ghetto
Yung $carecrow dyin' where the wind blows
Cut throat motherfucker robbin' when my ends low
$outh $ide $uicide
Wanna ride in the caddy like do or die
Formaldehyde leakin' drippin' down all my eyes
Terrified when you see me creepin' in the night
Ride like no limit in '96
Stunt like i'm wayne on the carter 6
Now i got money to get a fix
Now my old ex wanna be my bitch
This that motherfuckin' gospel
Kanye i'm a motherfuckin' monster
Cock back, put the barrel in your tonsil
$uicide, bitch, we the council

[VERSE III: YUNG $NOW]
Yung $now spent a fat check
Pull up cause i'm pickin' up a hoe in a black dress
Silk sheets on the mattress match the blood type o on the hatchet
Match the hunnid spokes when i whip it lookin' like the cadillac bent
Lookin' like a car accident
Spilled my guts and i spilled my cup
Lean on my liver i ain't sippin' it up
Hollow out a fuck boy skull so i can sip in peace my g
Don't follow me cause bad shit happens with germ and $lick
That makes three
Sad to see these casualties
They lack the seeds
No matchin' me
These bags of weed
Yeah, that's for free
We trash the scene no gasoline

DIRTIERNASTIERSUICIDE

$UICIDEBOY$ x GERM - HERE WE GO AGAIN

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[VERSE I: PAPA PINE]

bitch i feel like tungsten
lungs itch from crumbling piff
a dozen blunts lit stuck on my lips
i summon something bloodless from the fucking pits of hell
yeah, i got fungus growing in my stomach because i'm chugging wishes from the wishing well
watch me swell from ingesting infectious hopes and dreams
you will never perfect them
smoking weed while i'm texting affections to your hoe named alexis
adding her to my collection
told her pull up to the 7th
i got one zip of that dumb shit but no protection
now the blunt's lit
she's a punk bitch
to my recollection, pussy like a dungeon
got me mumbling
now i'm flexing at the function
G*59 we run shit

[VERSE II: GERM]

ran up on 'em with the terror squad
i swear to god
up north, i'm off the snow with a bad lil' hoe
my woes with me on that rambo flow
kick down the door
we don't knock
we send shots
touchdown
i got the pack
roll that sit back
no lack
trusty burner relax on my lap
i got yo bitch on my dick
audemaur wrist so slick
dripping all wet on my shit
i wish a nigga would come claim his bitch
i got flame for that shit
respect ain't shit
yall niggas ain't shit
this shit is sickening
never stopping, DN$ the limitless
running, ruling i need infinite
aw shit
roll my dope
bang hoes with my bros
roll that motherfucking ghetty green, a nigga tryna smoke.

[VERSE III: $LICK $LOTH]

seven grams in the raw cone
fuck boy, it's my dick you can jump off
oh lord, i just popped me a xan bar
hold court when i ride with the pistol grip
talk shit to a fat bitch, make her feel average
bet sensei one stack if he smashed
woke up in the AM i heard that he passed it
migo and meth and lil germ hit her backwards
northside shawty got the 40 and the gaudy
purgatory is where i reside
east side of highway fifty nine
west side that m i crooked letter crooked letter i p p i
we don't see time
we don't decline, but we stay high
shadows under them street lights
keep hoes out of my sight
germ said he got that potent
ruby told meth to roll it
know we keep the best of green, so you know i'm smoking

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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

KILL YOURSELF Part XII: The Dark Glacier Saga

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AWKWARD CAR DRIVE (Feat. $uicideboy$)

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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

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