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Yung Plague, Yung Plague  Yung Plague opening up heaven's gates, let it  rain brains  Chain made of fangs, never speak my  seventh name  Combust into flames, I been here since men  lived in caves  I gave fire to the apes, called it a day  Ash my blunt on top an ancient ruin, smoked  the Sphinx out  Gather the masses to tell 'em that God is  dead  I can prove it, pointed at the pyramid and  moved it  Who been making waves and used it to put  out the flames that you've been lighting?  Try igniting, but you blew it  Plague been making waves, and Christ took  out a nail and threw it  Climbed off the cross, pointed at his head  and said, "just fucking shoot it!"  The crowd's about to lose it, let me make this  one thing lucid  $UICIDE the fucking suicide what im choosin

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KILL YOURSELF Part X: The Resurrection Saga

DURANGO '95 (A REAL HORROR $HOW)

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[Verse 1: Northside Shawty]

it's that motherfucking hot boy bouncing off the northside
fuck em like KY
murder with no alibi
pawn to the game
hit a vein with a prick
might leave you rotten with them maggots in a ditch
but you got to be real to be a northside killer
got to be real to be a 7th ward hitter
got to be real to be a west bank killer
$uicide off the porch
we them triple 6 sinners
migity motherfucker what don't you understand?
i'm slickity sloth the fucking slenderman
motherfuck you
no i can't fuck with you
i done glo'd up and you acting real bitter
child ass motherfucker let me call a babysitter
before you throw another shot maybe you should reconsider
we the grey to the grave, the clip to the mac
we the ones who run the race
you the ones we overlap

[Verse 2: 7th Ward Lord]

yung pimp from Gentilly
where the concretes littered with them empty Philly blunt wraps, where the liquor floods
racks in my safe kept safe
7th ward by the lake
come and see bitch i'm sick like a plague
hold up lil woadie
that ain't what he told me
uptown killers by the river is nothing holy
except for your white T
red dots bleeding in the hot sun
time to grab an ice tea
survival is unlikely
gorilla in the tank yelling "where they at?!"
reminiscent of the 1990s
platinum fucking blades chopping up the tracks
hoodrats acting fiesta
murder murder nightly
if you from the 7th ward won't you make noise?
them fucking grey gorillas by the lake, $uicideboy$
if you from the northshore won't you make noise?
them fucking grey gorillas by the lake, $uicideboy$
if you from the west bank won't you make noise?
them fucking grey gorillas by the lake, $uicideboy$
if you from the crescent city won't you make noise?
them fucking grey gorillas by the lake, $uicideboy$

Eternal Grey

ELYSIAN FIELDS

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

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[VERSE I: LIL 2/3RDS]

when i walk you can hear the pill bottle rattle
yung christ
bitches fuck me in my tabernacle
get so high
got a retainer on my dope supplier
straight out of hell and i'm the maestro of this fucking choir
twenty seventeen might turn me into a mass shooter
pull a drive by while i'm hanging out the fucking uber
kill a state trooper
slice the neck of a prosecutor
drug user getting looser
y'all gonna bring back the krueger
scrimmy scrimmy getting eerie when i'm off the sticky
bloody mary bloody mary crawling down the chimney
sincerely fuck you all
$uicide fuck 'em we ball x4

[VERSE II: YUNG PLAGUE]

yung plague opening up heaven's gates
let it rain brains
chain made of fangs
never speak my seventh name
combust into flames
i been here since men lived in caves
i gave fire to the apes and called it a day
ash my blunt on top an ancient
smoked the sphinx out
gather the masses to tell 'em that god is dead
i can prove it
pointed at the pyramid and moved it
who been making waves and used it to put out the flames that you've been lighting
try igniting, but you blew it
plague been making waves and christ took out a nail and threw it
climbed off the cross
pointed at his head and said "just fucking shoot it!"
the crowd's about to lose it
let me make this one thing lucid
$UICIDE the fucking movement
$UICIDE is what i'm choosing

KILL YOURSELF Part XI: The Kingdom Come Saga

NIGHTMARE CHOIR (I BEEN ASLEEP TOO LONG)

[VERSE I: ODDY NUFF]

say bitch, who the fuck you think you talking to?
fuck all yall rappers
i'll slap the shit out of an actor and make him act faster
in order to back up the fact that he's fake as fuck
i'm flabbergasted hoe
i'm back in action whoa
i'm lavish
holes up in my bag of slow 
more rolled
blow whole o's
oh no! smoke!
lay low
choke, croak, halo
lazy flow and still i glo a frozen flame
they say they know my name but only say it out of range


[VERSE II: LIL CUT THROAT]

fuck a dead body hoe you already know
i be that skinny white fiend
lil fucking cut throat
no joke
tip toe when i'm creeping in the fucking dark
move slow
sip moe
every time i pop them bars
wanna go toe to toe?
i promise you won't last long
bodies blow
bullets flow
just another sad song
savage with the 'matic
manic that's an addict
all my habits tragic
dirty dancing with the xanax

KILL YOURSELF Part XIV: The Vulture Saga

PUMP FAKE

JUS A LIL SUMN FOR YALL WHILE WE WORK ON THE ALBUM.


[VERSE I: LIL REMAINS]

walk up out the womb with my middle fingers up
for my cousin, i'm bussing
got the nina tickety tucked
smoking with the devil on that level
paranoid n shit
got me on another binge
twisted on that dope n shit
i lose my mind
spree of crime
in the midst of time
blood in my eyes when i look into the high tide
moon rise
rose up as the anti-christ
here to terrorize
sleepy hollow with this slice
good night


[VERSE II: ROMEO DA BLACK ROSE]

trine be the most hated motherfucker
fuck a name
fuck a number
all i see is lame motherfuckers
keep me ducking
i'll keep trucking
ruin something
turn to nothing
me and my cousin fucking struggling
me and my cousin fucking hunting
fuck a friend
where my enemies?
who is who?
nothing to prove
fuck a flex
i'll flex my bills
i'm stressed
i ain't got nothing to lose
i'm depressed
i been a mess, but nonetheless got nothing to choose
nothing to gain
nothing but proof
nothing to change

NIGHTMARE CHOIR (I BEEN ASLEEP TOO LONG)

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