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[VERSE I: Lil Hearse]
3 AM drinking with this pistol on my lap
six medications
guess there ain’t no fixing that
it's that broken mother fucker
knuckling til I relapse
if I die they might cry til they inherit my stacks
cold fucking world,
tell me what’s the word?
only time I speak my heart is when the message come out slurred
people pleasing
always eager to fix a motherfuckers problems
leave me at the bottom
more comfortable with gomorrah and sodom
i chew on fent and rot my teeth
all for moments of peace and slow heart beats
got offered a God I dissed 
who gon save me?
all I could do was laugh and say "c'est la vie"
woe is me I know you get the picture
this type of pain will earn you seven figures
check my DNA my RNA come with predictors
this shit is scripture and for what I got there’s no elixirs
feel like I’m not enough
find myself playing my dad like Honey Boy and Shia LeBeouf
my mama crying as she watch the clock
text my bro I love him even though he got my number blocked
i would give up everything to see my brothers clean
no second thoughts
it's fuck the cost or take me
leave 'em be
take my money
say you love me even if it's lies
that connections so depressing but it's all i got



[HOOK: Lil Hearse]
when i die just play this fuckin song
i was never meant for this been torture just to carry on
couple coupes, lotta zeroes, and a couple homes
none of it did shit for me 
cock the pistol now i'm-





[VERSE II: Oddy Nuff da Snow Leopard]
head in the clouds
it looks like it might rain again
always holding back tears
it's how i manage to pay the rent
pay the bills
place the bet so i don't have to chase the check
verified through $UICIDE
the glitz and glamour came and went
wash my fucking soul and still that one stain is kept
i just wanna be loved
the root of all my pain except the type that come with age 
in death i can finally lay and rest
i'm owed a little peace and i'm ready to erase the debt
i never planned on showing the world the face that hides behind the mask
i always thought the last thing i would hear would be the gun's blast
filling the black hole in my chest with sex and drugs but it never lasts
it never lasts
shit 
two years ago big pharma should've just cashed me out
now i got a deviated septum
ima just rat me out
pat me down
ask me how i'm still depressed
all they see is my set
all they see is lack of debt
all they see is what they wanna see
calling me a wanna be
i don't wanna be in misery
exit the pharmacy
get a girl i wanna see
i wanna see how hard i bleed when she rips out my fucking heart
enter the pharmacy
i'm a private person and take pride in my verses
fuck your whole opinion
i don't care if it worsens
i'll ruin my reputation and make sure it's on purpose
fuck this shit

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Sing Me a Lullaby, My Sweet Temptation

Eulogy

EULOGY

[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

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Metal Fingers Presents: Special Herbs, The Box Set Vol. 0 - 9

Eucalyptus

[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

DIRTIESTNASTIEST$UICIDE

My Swisher Sweet, But My Sig Sauer

$UICIDEBOY$ x GERM - MY SWISHER SWEET, BUT MY SIG SAUER

$UICIDEBOY$ x SHAKEWELL - BIG SHOT CREAM SODA

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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

AWKWARD CAR DRIVE (Feat. $uicideboy$)

[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

EULOGY

$UICIDEBOY$

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