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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

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[VERSE I: Lil 2/3rds]
benzo, enzo, rari the pedal that's on my feet
push it to the floor
i just know where i wanna be
in your house
in your room
don't look under the bed
northside on the map
i won't rest til i'm dead
running down the street with a 9 in my hand
put it up to his head
tell him "i don't play fair"
empty the clip
end your life in a second
christ be the king
you gon leave with a blessing
empty the shells
hear a pin drop
scrimmy bipolar
flip and i flop
switch it up quick
fuck every last enemy
act like a friend
leave a blade in your kidney
rata the tata 
i let your brains splatter
leaking all over with bloody matter
shirt in my hands
i sit back and i laugh
mental fucking case
closed casket where i sleep
only smoke that crack rock
i don't on tree
banging my veins
put that dirt on my name
devil to blame
middle finger the game
fuck all the fame
it ain't no thang

[HOOK: Lil 2/3rds]
scrimmy insane

[VERSE II: Ruby Rougarou]
all of my enemies end up bending the knee
all my enemies begging me
begging please let me free
as my fist grips the axe i yell "let the bells ring!"
and then swing the blade down
now he's headless but free
ruby been a boss for like ten centuries
i'm the alpha, omega, and every letter between
step on the scene
rest in peace
leave me dead in the street from opiate dependency
codeine and promethazine
bury me up on a hill with evergreen and a creek
not the type to live until i'm fucking 73
pull up in a chevy from '73
who the fuck want war?
i got acres of land protected with weaponry
a bunch of guns in my name
no need for open felonies
accessory to murder with murderous accessories
AK, AR, 12 gauge shotty
.44 magnum and a uzi from the 90s
.38 and a 9 mm in my pant lining
i might cop a .45 and hold that one behind me

[HOOK: Ruby Rougarou]
ruby insane

WE ENVY NOTHING IN THE WORLD.

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: Yung Scarecrow]
on them meds like darko
riding scheming on a mission
anna for the static
in my hood i bring the friction
chucky with the blade
fuck a movie this ain’t fiction
i stay stacking up addictions
million dollar drug dependence
pimping like i’m skinny when i’m riding through the city
fuck them under covers
all them feds got is a theory
9th ward to gentilly i’m the junkie of the century
chain wet like lake eerie
slicky the scarecrow that they fearing on that northside
gang tied with the *59
fuck it just kill 'em all
they gonna blame sam hyde
always taper on
what the fuck is taper off?
you see this tattoo on my head?
the fuck you resuscitate me for?
scoping out with that beam
touch your head like ima prophet
slightly nodding off that fent but rub me wrong i get it popping
attacking the hood like benghazi
better fear GREY like a stasi
hoes they love young wetto
screaming “fóllame culo papi”

[VERSE II: Prince Mononoke the Frozen Shogun]
let me tone it down before the ice caps melt
grab the devil by the horns
for that i might catch hell
white velvet on my bitch
looks like marie antoinette
everytime she gives me head it's like my dick was a threat
cheney with the shotgun
i ain't aim at shit
fuck your spotify playlists
tiktok trends
yall lame as shit
you gon catch these fucking hands like a baseball mit
you got any last words?
i bet they taste like clit
captain of the GREY
i'm going down with the ship
down with the shit
i split just about everything with slick
still in the 7th ain't nothing has changed
still wearing FTP fits til the grave
still fuck the fame
fuck the press and pain
only thing changed is i cut off my mane

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Sing Me a Lullaby, My Sweet Temptation

Resistance Is Useless

RESISTANCE IS USELESS

[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

$uicideboy$ Were Better In 2015

$UICIDEBOY$ WERE BETTER IN 2015

$UICIDEBOY$ - RESIDENT EVIL

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SARCOPHAGUS II (FEAT. $UICIDEBOY$) [Prod. Baker Phonk]

DIRTY NASTY SUICIDE

$UICIDEBOY$ x GERM - WEST END

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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: 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

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

$UICIDEBOY$

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