i will forever sing my heart out to this song

i’m tryna get the highest i can get before i overdose and die

think I'm joking when I talk about my emotions till you walk in and see my body motionless, wrist slit

rap rap

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[VERSE I: LIL CIG]
psycho ward to the mental i'm a don
in the wards got the fenty in my 'ron
skate the block off them xannies so i'm calm
cough a lot from that damage to my lungs
dope smokin'
gun totin'
i'm a killer's killer
pill popper
i don't know a lot who really sicker
full of liquor
codeine drinker
fucking up my liver
pull the trigger
up the thriller
to the highest bidder
ooh la la
what's the vibe, pussy boy??
AK boom
put 'em in their tomb
take lives just because
say nah i'm on fire from the drugs
bend that hoe
gave that bitch some dick
she get off of my nut
she gon deep throat it til she cry
got my face tatted on her thigh
realest mother fucker from the 5
every meal the last supper when you God

[VERSE II: DUCKBOY]
send me the fucking addy and I'll see yall in a second
keys to the fleetwood caddy
push to start the 911
drive these bitches crazy
yeah, they always tryna date me
tryna save me
it's all because I suck her titties like a baby
hate me all you want
better watch you back I never front
you want problems?
i got a bunch
ain't nothing changed except the chunk
knock the piss out a pussy boy
trust
snort a 30 off the .40 let it bust
gimme bread watch how quick I start to duck
I put fenty on her toes
she put fenty in my cup
what with all this racket?
what the fuck with all this fuss?
ruby unapproachable but still they bum rush
oh my
suicide
you're that guy
you're that guy
who wanna die
what's your sign?
she's a 9
personality borderline
she tried to stand me up, but I dicked her down and bent her spine

Avalon

AVALON

$uicideboy$ - My Flaws Burn Through My Skin Like Demonic Flames From Hell

[VERSE I: Yung Christ]
i got the glock in my yoga pants
fucking that bitch in a yoga stance
swanging that K in an open stance
loaded from smoking that opium
stain a lil boy in the clothes he's in
all of my walls they closing in
5150
they tryna come get me
just minding my business and moseying
matte black
smoking packs
panic attacks back to back
xanax on my lap debating 
should i relapse?
but back to the hoe i was talking bout
i just wanna put it up in her mouth
pimping up in my blood
wassup cuz?
thuggin that dirty south
four letter
two numbers bitch
GREY*59
three fingers in the air
main bitch by my side
slicky pull up in a quarter mill and slaughter up your daughter
young jesus with them forgi wheels
don't walk he drive on water
anytime, anyplace
any hood, any state
good til i fucking ain't
woods to the fucking face
riding with my baby Sage
lines on expensive plates
tears on my diamond chains
stoic never looking phased
poet when i'm spitting game
show me how that pussy shaved
dosage climbing with my shame
mama crying for my pain
will they ever understand?
can i even help my dad?
money fucking up my fam
giving until there's nothing left
pulling up in that latest "damn!"
chopper stay on me 
don't need no hands
prefer to be lonely 
don't need no friends
hoe we just fucking i don't date fans
i'm with my cousin and talking plans
went to my hood and copped some land
blowing through my money like democrats
2 step on the IRS fuck a tax



[VERSE II: Romeo da Black Rose]
why the fuck you look to me for help?
there ain't an ace in the cards i was dealt
i'm 31
still don't know how to take care of myself
honestly i'm scared that i might melt
leave behind a bunch of black spots on a white pelt
maybe in the next life i'll come back as a nice belt
i don't know
there's a fine line between me and you
the biggest difference is i'll snort that shit and prolly puke
dodge and juke all the bullshit yall try and put me through
but i'm shining
babygirl wylin
catch me riding by with that look in my eyes
palm starts to sweat by the way i'm gripping my 9
yeah i'm always on my toes but i'm still the same height
standing tall over my grave
make sure it's filled with all the people we supposedly saved
make sure you throw the plaques in and all the money we made
i can't put 'em on my wall that shit just ain't my taste
lil shawty wanna marry me
i said "you're better off in debt"
if it didn't work out, baby, i'd be real hard to forget
germans whips and private jets
private beaches to access
fuck on me, baby
i'm still a mess and no that ain't a threat
i ride for my family that's GREY*59
try and be all i can be and not waste my time
on the brink of insanity
i can't make up my mind
yeah i battle my vanite and think i'm blind

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Sing Me a Lullaby, My Sweet Temptation

Matte Black

MATTE BLACK

Not Even Ghosts Are This Empty

prod by antonio ( www.soundcloud.com/xantonio )

Bones - HDMI (Prod. by Antonio)

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My Liver Will Handle What My Heart Can't

KILL YOURSELF (Part III)

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[Verse 1: $lick $loth]

Tell me what you know bout a motherfucker out the bottom with a gold grill gleamin
makin all these hoes problems
stalker creepin out the fucking dungeon
switchblade on em hit the guts like a pumpkin
dumpin'
30 rounds out the clip off rip
too thick with the stick bet i won't miss
lil $lick real sick
don't talk shit
whip whip like a brick scale on fish
$uicide night time
no we don't fight crime
it's the Grey *59 with the real red eyes and we dyin inside 
bodies in fluoride
let the rope untie
just crucify me
Yung Christ wrist's sliced
couple hoes on ice singin RIP

[Verse 2: Ruby da Cherry]

Ruby was a motherfuckin reject
then i cut my wrists and now i motherfucking bleed checks
still broke after all the motherfucking weed gets rolled
hoes askin if i see a ghost
tell em no i just seep smoke when the weeds blown
she chokes from the deep throat
3 feet of rope
lethal
slay the fucking sheep
so evil
ima hang myself and then i get to see home
Ruby a fuckin demon
Ruby got a cult now
hoes tryna bolt down Ruby
the result of a reject from a small town turned into a demon
I'm evolved now
loud growl
Snow Leopard on the prowl
stay the fuck back hoe
slay the whole pack hoe
paint the globe black hoe
soon i will shed this skin
turn to the devil then i'll never reminisce 


PARIS

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[VERSE 1: YUNG $CARECROW]

Locked in my room
Four black walls
Tie the noose
No recall
No resolve
Fuck withdrawal
Rather shoot up till I fall
Murder on call with the 59
Twenty years and it seem like a lifetime
I been hanging everyday from a lifeline
While these fuckers had a dinner every night time
Smo-smokin that dope off the foil let me ball
Hoe please don't call
Don't fuck with ya'll
Spray paint the walls
With blood and whatever
Drag you outside let you rot in the weather
I don't think I can explain any better
I'm $carecrow the terror
I live for the lesser
My birth was an error

[Verse 2: Ruby da Cherry]

i am the lord of loneliness
i'll hold my breath
just spoke with death
he said he hopes for the best
told him i'm roping my neck
then I woke up choking from the hole in my chest
somehow i manage to function and hope
every day got a lump in my throat
that's them pills swallowed whole
smoke a blunt and then fuck all these hoes
end up humping they throat
get the fuck away from me
i hate all of you faithfully
this world was never made for me
thankfully I'm trained to see
passed all the lies, the ranks, the scenes
i'll shank my knees then walk the plank and freeze

ANTARCTICA

Another Track me and the homie Lorenz did some smooth ass bump fa u burgez.

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BAKER - PLAYAS RAGE (Prod. LORD LORENZ)

Another track by the homie Lorenz and me on that buck junt tip get buck n throw bows to this shit!!!
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BAKER - IN THE LIFE (Prod. LORD LORENZ)

New track produced by @lordlorenz.
HYDRA
SC: @hydramane615
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BAKER SC: @baker-beatz
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TENNGAGE
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DEVILISH TRIO - EVISCERATION (PROD. LORD LORENZ)

[VERSE I: PRINCE OF TIDES]

blanket protection
sweating
heaven left me on the steps and now i can't stop stressing
who is ruby da cherry?
let the internet keep guessing
that's always the fucking lesson
the less you have, the more you getting
$UICIDE
G*59
i'm guessing all the blogs slept in
back then they didn't want me
now i'm hot hoes all on me
back then straight from the swamp
we climbed up out
no moss on me
i'm clean as fuck but keep it dirty like i'm from the dirty
riding dirty in a dirty ride
might stay alive until i'm 30

[VERSE II: NORTHSIDE SHAWTY]

hot boy
keep the block hot
shot cop
got popped
run up with the blocka
drop top
house shot
fuck the cops
fuck you
and mother fuck the population
all these goof mother fuckers just some fucking imitations
smoke me a mother fucking L to the head
grey fucking five nine
hoe you know what i rep
sleep walk with the dead
put a slug in your head
we them south shore playas that don't fuck with pretend

KILL YOURSELF Part XV: The Coast of Ashes Saga

WITHDRAWALS/WITHDRAWALS

FIRST SINGLE OFF THE KILL YOURSELF PART XX: THE INFINITY SAGA

[VERSE 1: LIL CHOPPA]

stay in the cut on the northside
hollowpoints
trigger fingers on my fucking .45
demons rising the crypt
i snort me a fat line
never gave a fuck
grew up out the mud
then i pop the trunk
grew up with the fucking robbers
always kept the mask on
motherfuckers gonna die if we take the mask off
$UICIDE how i ride bitch
$carecrow the walking shadow
Mozart with no piano
kill when i'm sleepy hollow
that mystic motherfucker that's addicted to prescriptions
xanax for the panic
mental problems you can add in
multi million owned business
you just signed a deal, bruh?
3 years passed
still broke?
and you ain't paid up
dollars i ain't touched yet
burn it for the fuck of it
infamous lunatic
you?
you just suck dick
cut throat with the deathwish
raised where the savage lives
straight out the death pit
to keep alive the triple six

[VERSE II: YUNG MUTT]

Ruby such a Misfit
Hollywood babylon can't resist it
Fuck a cop bitch
I'm ducking all these piglets
7th ward be my motherfucking district
Yeah I still got my motherfucking wrist slit
Bleeding like a pissed bitch
Scheming I'ma hit licks after licking hits of acid in her fucking split lips
Wig split just a fucking tidbit
Dick itch from ingesting pill bits
Blue bill sick of snorting powder
I'ma ditch this hunnid for 5 twentys
TSA keep testing my money
Now ima dip quick
Find me a thick bitch
Tit gripped
Tip gripped
Dick spit in her thick hips
Fuck
Fuck with me bitch I'm a-fucking-ddicted
And I don't really give a fuck what it is
Told you already that Ruby can't resist it
Big clip to my head watch that shit drip

I Wanna Die in New Orleans

FOR THE LAST TIME

[VERSE I: Romeo da Black Rose]

Take me home
take me home
it's the one place I can rest in peace
turn off my phone
so many messages I wish I could just delete
questioning my existence
questioning my decisions
burning down all the bridges
dig a moat
now I'm finished
sorry don't want you to visit, no
one last pic and I'll be gone
make it count
put the flash on
never really felt like I belonged
so I'll be on my way
and I won't be long
I'll be dead by dawn
I'll be dead by dawn
I'll be dead by dawn

[VERSE II: Lil' Dark]

Scrolling through my texts
shit I left unread
never trying to deal with it
there's bliss up in my ignorance
10 dope dealers
ex want me to see her
can't trust her
don't believe her
reply turn into a needle
don't wanna do it again
got shit I'm not trying to relive
head fucked up and I'm sick
these old habits will kill me quick
quicker than I can blink
quicker than I can think
lift me up
don't want to sink
pour me up
I need a drink
what the fuck do I do when sabotage is all I know?
I done dug myself my own grave in this hole
Kill me slow, slow
curtains close low
fuck
I don't see what's the point of going on
no

...And to Those I Love, Thanks for Sticking Around

...AND TO THOSE I LOVE, THANKS FOR STICKING AROUND

[VERSE I: Lord of Loneliness]

It's lonely at the top
all of my enemies have been defeated
the crown has been sitting on my head for too long
it's starting to give me these legions
don't follow the crowd
the crowd is misleading
stay solo
surrounded by all of my demons
licking my wounds as they deepen
constantly feeding them all of my secrets
007
i got the golden gun
i got the golden
im busting
open up the door
I'm at my breaking point
I cannot take this shit no more
I'm ready to fucking explode
open up
knock knock
here comes the glock cocked
9 mili pop pop pop
oh no
making a mess
my aim ain't the best
I guess I should clean this all up and go home

[VERSE II: Yung Mane]

Percocet, Roxycodone, with some Xanax that I had crushed up in some dust
elevated to another dimension so I got a limp in my strut
I do not care to be here or be there
in the mean time, it seems that I'm stuck
swerving and crashing
that dying little bastard
Yung Christ, you address me as such
crazy little demon
they wave when they see me
face tatted from ear to ear
northside boy with a glock sized toy
if I cock it there's going to be tears here
manic depressive
when life is in session, I hide in a room that's as dark as me
dollar sign - B
and it's still F-T-P
fucking G-R-E-Y till I R-I-P

KILL YOURSELF (Part III)

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