Impossible and easy

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YUNGDEATHLILLIFE

GLOSS OF BLOOD

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My Liver Will Handle What My Heart Can't

FUCKTHEPOPULATION

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

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[VERSE I: $LICK $LOTH]

pulling up with the pump
slugs that will make you slumped
drugs always keep me numb
wake up in the morning just to pop some
bitch it's FUCKTHEPOPULATION
bodies in my basement
lord of the forsaken watching bitches fornicating
Lucifer Beelzebub Satan 
triple 6 be my language
smoking on something that's flagrant
shooting up something that's tainted
rain drops cover my dreadlocks
mood 21 Savage that red opps
might go and get my face tatted with a tear drop
shell shocked leaving bodies on the sidewalk

[VERSE II: YUNG PLAGUE]

6 days until my death
on the seventh let me be
lower level dwelling
now the devil's rocking FTP
Ruby setting trends but in the end he wants his breath to cease
leopard print all on his body
body hanging off the Sphinx
Ruby got a plan involving firestorms thinning out the herd
Ruby got a plan to see the locusts swarm
poisoning the dirt
Ruby going to find his death and flirt
Ruby got his motherfucking heart torn cut up into thirds
Ruby got a broken oath he once swore
take him back to church
Ruby's bloody fist up her skirt


Grey Sheep II

DO YOU BELIEVE IN GOD?  [PROD. ZACFTP & CVSTILLO]

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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

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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

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KILL YOURSELF SAGAS XI-XV DROPS 05/26

[VERSE I: YUNG OOZE}

2 strikes
turn that pussy to a sacrifice
slash n gut the gar
ash the blunt and park
roll the window down and ask the price
i've always hated flashing lights
i'd rather grab the mask and knife
snag the cash in spite the fact i smashed your bitch for asking nice
i'm passing pipes and glass and spikes
i bag the ice
ignite the rags in gasoline
one strike of the match and now we talking thrice
3 strikes
i might forget the events of tonight
ruby all bite
leave em bleeding
leave the scene and say goodnight

[VERSE II: LIL CUT THROAT]

if we got business motherfucker
let me know
everybody know my rep since 1994
i don't swing high if i got that nine
bitch in Calvin Klein
blunts borderline
fuck it still smoke it anyway
i be that suicidal worshipped idol
filled up with that medication
burning bibles 
grab your child
chopper style a generation
reading revelations got me thinking
been ready to die but i ain't got no fucking patience
you feel me

[VERSE III: SHAKEWELL]

waking up dirty sodas get poured in
i had some blues, but i sold em
keep k's in glocks, but they stolen
i might just flip em and profit
makin more off licks
run your pockets
my OG's poppin a rocket
i pray to God they free Gozm
but God don't hear me
these prophets is all too fake so i'm mobbin
if you can't get em
i got em
pull up and handle the problem
squeeze 3 hear it move through he breeze
now you standing bloody can't breathe
got goonies who gone off that tweak
sip syrup and drank Hennessy
that just be the truth through these streets

KILL YOURSELF Part XIV: The Vulture Saga

VENOM (FEAT. SHAKEWELL)

[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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SAGAS DROP SEPTEMBER 11TH NEVER FORGET

[VERSE I: YUNG MARASCHINO]

still got no hoes
so i'm pouring four o's
solo
solo cup double up
3 percs fizzle at the bottom 
if you don't know
hit you when i thrown bones from a pile of skeletons still sitting in my front lawn
drawn to the shadow
call me shadowkhan
crawl to the gallows
now the shadow gone
born with an arrow
sharp with a broken bow
aim it at the fucking battlefront 
ladder climbing up to her window
glass shatters now i'm playing fucking limbo
yeah, i got the cut on my neck
now that bitch wet
only fucking with me when she thinks i'm depressed
told that bitch "bet."
ima fucking jet 
no sweat
ima sip lead
swallow fucking bullets til my lips seep red
ruby been dead

[VERSE II: LIL REMAINS}

yung james jones
sipping on that throwed
mac 11 grip
and my fucking pistol all chrome
i'm fucking bound to bone
bound to the phonk
every day a different day
still getting throwed
middle finer to the hoes
middle finger to the world
umbrella for the tears and the red rain coming down my eyelids 
hate show biz
hate all the fame shit
vanish away like spaceghostpurrp did
either that or blow a hole through my head, shit
cuz things ain't what it is
everything switched
its like i'm watching a movie and i've seen the end
pretend smiles turn to whispers when your body turns
scarecrow bout to burn up in an urn

KILL YOURSELF Part XVI: The Faded Stains Saga

I'M DONE.

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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[VERSE I: Yung Christ]

Leave them all burning
triple six degrees
heard they started hating
wanna murder thee
Yung Christ turned to Satan
bless the devilish
now I get my joy from fucking chasing death
Momma raised a savage knew I wasn't average
Pops seen me coming up
he knew I had the package
let the 40 kick
drum roll with the sticks
hands will fuck your jaw
know who you fucking with?
get the copper popping
chopper
Daili Lama
feel like Silk the Shocker
I'm a fucking problem
streets call me doctor
screw them then I chop them
two cups
bottle filled with drugs
liver on the rotten
ruger, chopper, draco
cult around me Waco
violence getting louder
projects getting wilder
when I'm off a Xan. I'm quick to shoot the thang
ain't a clock to see there ain't no time for a game
fuck them all
shoot them
leave them in the yard
got a bunch of youngins  around me
Take the charge
fuck them all
shoot them
leave them in the yard
got a bunch of youngings around me
take the charge

[VERSE II: Oddy Nuff da Snow Leopard]

yeah we're all the same but we're separated by commas
yeah we're all the same until we're all destroyed by comets
alien invasion better run home to your mama
Ruby ain't the problem solver
I'm the cause of all your problems
bitch, I'm in Nevada
A 51s I got em
snorting blue sand with my cosmic ensemble
I don't give a fuck if they're pressed
I still bought 'em
falling down like autumn
call him duck boy
watch him waddle
full throttle when i empty out the bottle
when i empty out this clip that's full of fucking hollows
you'll be lying horizontal looking like a model
scope is never toggled
i was aiming for your nostril
now, I'm aiming at your bitch's tonsils
I'm the queen of drama
fucking up your life?
yeah, all you gotta do i holler
you wanna talk drip? 
catch me chillen in the sauna
spent a couple dollars just to make a couple dollars
all these bitches say my name as if it's something like the gospel
all these hoes apostles looking like they wanna gobble
looking at me crazy like they've all been wearing goggles
po' me up a 4 
i'm looking like a fucking waffle
feeling fucking awful

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