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[VERSE I: Raindrop Walka]
i'm falling apart
you mighta thought i was playing a part in the art i've created but most of the words reflect what's happened or what is waiting to start happening
i keep on damaging myself
tryna fill the void with all this water round my neck
i'm bout to drip until i drown
all these drugs up in my nose
i taste the drip that shit's so sour
all these cars that i bought either don't start or got impounded
pursued the american dream
the nightmare's what i doubted
catch a flight to london or i'll catch i flight to lyon
show my face in public
show another one at home
see my name on the marquee
letters falling down
littering a cold dark street somewhere downtown
as soon as i reached cloud 9 it started storming
heavy thunderstorms in every city that i'm touring
life ain't like a rap video
that's just a warning
hoping to see the sun when i wake up in the morning

[VERSE II: Hearse Boy]
all this misery, misery, misery
fuck
look at my history
no mystery where I might end up
just shut up
don’t wanna hear it
it’s my decision
may be my last words so just please listen
so long
it’s been torture being here
so gone
getting high been how I cope with fear
same song
and I’m sick of singing it
let me move on
it’s for my benefit but come one come all to my down fall
bear witness to everything that I can’t solve
my therapist made me promise before I end it all
that her phone would be the one I choose to call crying asking
is it really worth it?
what's beneath the surface or behind the curtain
really don’t think I wanna take this any further
made one last attempt to figure out my purpose
I called her phone it said..

[OUTRO: Raindrop Walka & Hearse Boy]
when life gets hard keep on marching on
even if the finish line is far or you have to push the car
keep on marching on

Long Term Effects of SUFFERING

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

DIRTIERNASTIER$UICIDE DROPS FEB 21

[VERSE I: NORTHSIDE SHAWTY]

it's that gutter motherfucker from the northside
gold up on my teeth i got the frost bite
still up in my hood but my bands right
smokin' rock tar out the glass pipe
swervin' while i'm passin' up the red lights
couple xannax in me
need my mind right
everybody say goodnight to the bad guy
i'm from a place in the dark where the dead die
fuck your motherfuckin' camera if you (cash me ousside)
when it comes to heaven's gates you can (cash me ousside)
$lick rick how i pimp on a bitch how bow dah
slit wrist drip drip til i end
$UICIDE

[VERSE 2: PAPA PINE]

frozen posted with a script bottle open
drippin' like a faucet broken
you think that you the fuckin' wave?
i got the ocean flowin'
you think that you won't catch the fade
yung $now be fuckin' lokin'
turn your head to marmalade then light a blunt i'm fuckin smokin
chokin
i got 10 i'm bout to hang
pussy boy claim that he mispoke and now he boastin third coast
i'm dirty south i'm swangin' blades just like a fuckin frozen shogun
sip a spell 
some muddy potion
pull up and i flood the function
got a bag i leave it close and money come and go
sometimes you broke
sometimes you loaded
i feel so broke i need to get loaded
fuck you
always been my slogan
curvin hoes and blowin o's
i'm slowly rollin' potent
gonna overdose
at least i'm hopin

[VERSE: BEER CAN DAN]

bags to get
only select few fuck the rest
big ass rude lil bitch
swallow the stick
30 round sack left her wet
bags of cess
hit the button for the top on the 'vette
bet that hoe ain't never seen nun like this
big pun rocks on my wrist
i bet you love me bruh
you look just like me
fuck
back to back sluts
no fucks
just sucks
at ease boy catch up
front of saks
5 fifths
smoke sac
i just wanna dab
too much passion kiss my ass
pull of in the jag
gucci my v guts
can't be touched
came in broken pick me up
young niggas out here know wassup
back up the coupe
big boof
neck bein thrown she the truth
bow down salute
ski mask tucked tight
weak ass crumb gimme the loot

DIRTIERNASTIER$UICIDE

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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

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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

$UICIDEBOY$ x GERM - SLIP ON A BANANA CLIP

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

AUDUBON

RVMIRXZ x $uicideBoy$ - The Road To Hell Is Highway 59

[VERSE I: SLICK SLOTH]

playa haters surround me like vultures on a dead body
get the fuck from 'round me, ain't tryna be yo' fuckin' friend 
white boy with the nappy hair
bought the platinums, nah, not double-O, bruh
bunch of all you thirsty
thirty somethin' motherfuckin' bald head headass
won't get off this playa nuts
test yo' luck, might catch slugs
this that middle finger up
shit, fuck a bitch
and fuck you too for thinkin' we would not make it
tell me, really (How does it feel?)
if you were in the field believin' the vision that we living
fuck the fluxes of competition, we got the leverage (How does it feel?)
fuck you punks, we stock weapons
47s, .45s, TECs, poles on deck
cut throat, boy
there's more than one reason that I'm a—

[VERSE II: Ruby da Cherry]

broke boy ain't broke
i got a lot of fucking bread now
i've seen the globe
muffaletta loaf sitting in the right and left pockets
but my pockets got a lot of fucking holes
leave a trail of the crumbs for them fuckboys to follow
yeah fill up that hollow stomach with my sorrow
tomorrow ain't promised - a tough pill to swallow
but roxycodone ain't a tough pill to snort
it's a tough pill to kick
always fall short
standing tall with my vice
fuck yall for the sport
the money the bitches the fame
feeling like a hoard
now i'm smoking more ports
and i'm closer to death than i was when i was poor
cooking pizza in the kitchen
passing out on the couch
i'll die from being bored
sing a sadass song with just 4 chords
oh lord
sing a sadass song
another death in the 7th ward
oh lord
sing a sadass song for yung $now 
putting in hours at the morgue
sing a sadass song for another tally on the sword
blizzard storm when i mourn

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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: LORD OF LONELINESS]

local boy making fucking global noise
yes, i came to destroy
sold out shows around the globe twice
now i feel like a fucking viceroy
i do
never say no to whatever drugs
i always enter the void
when it is time and i die make sure i'm buried in FTP corderoy
$uicideboy$
most avoided most ignored
i like their old stuff from before
who am i Freud?
i'm no who i thought i was anymore
i'm not like you
i don't want the life you live
i don't want the wife and kids
i don't want to die and miss all the things that sailed around me

[VERSE II: BANNY DA PINT DRINKER]

ask me if i'm happy?
stupid motherfucking question
no pity needed
fighting grown men
i was seven
what's happening?
running drugs up on my bike you know i had a weapon
then them drugs became my obsession
nobody can say they gave me a fucking thing
got it out the mud now i'm a G.O.D.
born southside west bank living legend
reborn yung christ
this your fucking day of reckoning
northshide shawty off the porch sipping dip
lil slick wanna quit
life overrated as shit
everyday eating sticks gotta wash it down
and when i wash it down you know what it's with
i just want some happiness
to live a normal life again
sleep late and do nothing
talk to my cousin like he actually my cousin

122 DAYS

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[HOOK: LIL LONELY]

hol up wait
all of my heroes are rotting in their fucking graves
one day i will forget their names

[VERSE I: LIL REMAINS]

when i was 27 every night i had dreams to die
now i'm 28 feeling more dead than alive
29 in a month
all my idols fucking dead
got a check
more or less just another problem
bringing 400 degrees
no limit/cash money
half a milli bands in cash
i feel like cash money
popped a xan
couldnt tell you when i forget
fuck a friend
all i need is scrim and my kin
days looking grim
goosebumps on my skin
hope the reaper coming
hope my demise begin
fill my veins with heroin poking through my skin
this is the end
all the way

[HOOK]

[VERSE II: LIL LONELY]

one day i'll become the same
a pile of ashes forgotten in a vase
wrap my chain around the base and then put it on display
flashing lights they shine so brightly
until there's blackouts every night
see shattered glass rain from the sky
beware my drip that shit so blinding
white gold blade on a bright gold chain
ruby da cherry been hated so why the fuck would i not stay the same
every step that ruby take is like he walking on a plank
let the waves crash down
let them take me to my grave
ain't no way my gang ain't grey
thousands of people are shouting for $UICIDE to save the day
roll up in the tank 
fuck the fame
remember my name until your memory fades
documenting the plague until my dying day

NICOTINE PATCHES

05/24/2019 LIVE FAST, DIE WHENEVER
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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

MEET MR. NICEGUY

$UICIDEBOY$

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