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POLLUTED PARADISE

[LYRICS]
(CHETTA)
FILL UP MY CUP TO THE TIP ITS A MUST
IMA POUR ABOVE THE RIM TUPAC WITH THE TUSS
I COULD MIX A COMBINATION
LIL TECH LIL ACT
SHOW UP DEEP LIKE CONVERSATION
LET ME LIVE LET ME ACT
REAL TALK VISION VIVID
IVE DONE SEEN BODY BAGS
TOE FOR TOE WITH ANY VICTIM
IVE DONE SHOOK KILLAS HANDS
TALKING MONEY OVER GRAMS
WRAPPING BRICKS UP WITH SARAN
COUPLE HOMIES OFF THE TAN
AIR YOU OUT YOU A FAN
WELL ILL BE GODDAMN
BUT GOD DONT EXIST SO I GUESS ITS JUST DAMN
FROM A WHOLE NOTHER PLANET
HOPING OUT THE TRANS-AM
SMOKEY THE BANDIT
SWERVING IN MY SPACE SHIP
DIPPING IN MY STASH SHIT
THEY CANNOT RELATE SHIT
NEVER ON NO FAKE SHIT
LAMES WANNA JUMP SHIFT
STACK EM UP LIKE ROIDS BITCH


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Polluted Paradise (feat. $uicideboy$) [Prod. $crim]

$UICIDEBOY$ x GERM - UZI LOOGIES

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

$UICIDEBOY$ x GERM - TREAT 'EM LIKE A PROSTITUTE

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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

[VERSE I: RUBY DA CHERRY]

ruby got a problem
ruby at the bottom
ruby fucking up
he gotta alotta empty bottles
ruby full throttle
toolie no condom
bust it back and watch my brains splat on the column
dollars got me honest
honestly without a prophet
probably spent all his profit
yeah that's fucking right i copped it
romeo with all the toxins
roll me dope i'll lip lock it
blackened lungs from all the (coughing)
fuck all these lames
all yall so obsessed with names
all yall dress the fucking same
$UICIDE 
i'm out the game
blame it on the fame
i'm so sick of my own name
i'm so distant from the reigns
i'm riling up a hurricane

[VERSE II: $LICK $LOTH]

popping oxy
snorting roxy
body feeling like a zombie
never been a role model
never hear me say sorry
7th ward dragon breathing fire while i'm slicing necks
sixth sense deathwish 
laughing at the fucking threats
slick the one to ask you what you gon do?
nothing fool
i've been suicidal with them drugs up in my mama's womb
all these poppies
cock the shotty
barrell pressed against my body
photocopies all around me
$UICIDE just call the posse
kill em sloppy
bitch we godly
double cup that's filled with yella
dread head cracker from the ghetto
don't say hello
you ain't my woadie
all your friends are dead?
mine been dead since kids
100 more in angola serving like behind the pen

KILL YOURSELF Part XIX: The Deep End Saga

FAILURE BY DESIGN

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

I Don't Want to Die in New Orleans

FUCKALLOFYOU2K18

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[VERSE I: RUBY DA CHERRY]

ruby rarely rap about stacking up cash
probably why my wall is missing platinum plaques
from depression to profession it happened so fast
took some dabs last night
now i'm back to no wax
always got to get fucked up i can't last one day without fucking it up
fuck it i'll consume whatever
pills are better whenever the going gets tought
i'll bash in my casket
climb in and laught until the grass is growing through my skull
walk into the CVS with vvs's dripping on my chest
bright white lights make the diamonds flex
but they also reveal my face without a mask
oh what a mess
looking for a reason but i want to rest

[VERSE II: LIL CIG]

lil slick jump in the bitch
tell me do we got a problem?
emo bitch sucking dick
punk rappers
yeah they all flodgers
smoking dope 
los angeles in a corvette
knock it out the park like a fucking dodger
got the .45 on me and all time
bullet with your name
bullet with mine
why mine?
for the sake of $UICIDE
you see anybody riding with me in the chevy?
i ain't think so
stay solo stay dolo
lights go dim
low key i'm all alone and sit on a throne of illusion
every drug i'm on i start abusing

I Want to Die In New Orleans

KREWE DU VIEUX (COMEDY & TRAGEDY)

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[VERSE I: ODDY NUFF]

back against the wall with my back against the wall
still hanging in the wall
never change
i'm the same
please don't fucking call me
the person you're trying to reach is unavailable
remember the days when me and slick had to drive to LA
sleeping on the floor and Krez and Fat Nick's house
a hoodie doubles as a pillow and you're blessed to get a couch
ask for no amount until it's time to really count
whatever the fuck you say you hate is what the fuck i'm really bout
really doing drugs unlike you
do it for the clout
really got a problem like i'm usually blacking out
all my friends are headcases and this kid's going to pout
bring me back to the pizza kitchen
i'll clock in and out
washing dishes
customers bitching
the manager tripping
still i'm out
fuck the rap industry i'm down for the motherfucking count
all you fucking clowns i could really do without
i'll be back i really really really doubt

[VERSE II: LIL CUT THROAT]

southside maniac with the nine loaded
northside shawty aka i'm loaded
made a couple milli world touring
fucking it up
but fuck a couple milli
burn it up like i'm the joker in gotham city
before them days we used to hit up orange mound
TA, Ghost and Smurf brought the skunk out
riding 4 deep
smoked out, loced out
smoked out, loced out
now i'm surrounded by folks i never met
seems like the bigger you get equals nothing but death
but nonetheless
still got them dead presidents
innocent residents
stray bullets
death begins
funeral for the cold blooded
make up skin
so i call ruby
he said he got the blade
i'm like ok i got the jacket loaded
and the ak

PHANTOM MENACE

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[VERSE I: YUNG PLAGUE]

straight out of hell
ring the bells
plague is here to stay
roaches and locust they cover me
no halo hovering
follow me in your grave
ain't got no patek because i'll be here until the end of fucking time
thy kingdom come, thy will be done
and still you wonder who am i?
i am the devil's son borned and raised
preaching $UICIDE
googly eyes
tell me more
okay
praise the fucking devil
god can suck my dick
i scorch the plains
making mountains crumble
glaciers melting
oceans swelling
i'm lord of the flames
wait a fucking minute i got more to say
threatening swordplay
some would say nay because the tip of my swrod blade is dipped in chlordane
yung pague breaking fortes
scarecrow in the corn maze
haunting board games
for war we pray
plague is cold in norway
hanging from the doorframe with sores and stains
for war we pray
7th ward the grey
for war we pray

[VERSE II: LIL CHOPPA]

death is inevitable
the fucking scarecrow
walking on his tip toes on your blood stained wood floor
you know mr. typical
hearing the fucking voices through my window
begging to be dead
but no worries
just like chucky, cut throat got the blade and the knife
may thy rise for the yung christ
never even died
my father has forsaken i
i'm still $UICIDE until i die
it's an eye for an eye
speaking of I
I... (someone help me out)
I see the reaper having a busy season
it's getting harder to watch from the bleachers
the father of evil like Knievel
ruby and i stay jumping over people
xanax eating
close to lethal
cigarette breathing
junkie used to needles
so i grew up a fuck up
load the nine up
my time's up

10,000 DEGREES

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[VERSE I: YUNG MUTT]

used to smoke crack now i count fucking racks
mack daddy smack licking a powder bag
back on my bullshit 
white benz coupe fit 3 in the back and that's not including your bitch, too
shit
mutt hit the blunt like a bum
slick in the cut with a cut
no we never gave a fuck
here i come suck it up
bitch i'm fucked
lead in the brain i got tar in the lungs
threads full of stains in my car fucking slumped
nothing to gain i got nothing but bad fucking luck
lean the seat back as i swerve and i crash
yeah theres blood mixed with glass as my dreams turn to black
i'm ash
put em in the back
no strap in the backpack
just a bunch of trash
told zac:
if we ever fell off with G59 or FTP let's just be terrorist n blow up on NBC

[VERSE II: TONY WIT DA TOMMY]

this for any pussy boy wanna act up
find yourself dead with no guts
voice in my head saying "kill yourself"
so
so
so i wrote a note
hot boy turned cold
to whom it may concern
fuck you and the world
nurse these xanax
anxiety on panic
fuck
fuck
FUCK
i got to go
i got a 60 pack waiting at home
feel like a zombie
i'm all alone
everyone clones
please tell your bitch to stop hitting my phone
before i put the .45 at your dome lil bitch
hollow tips to the whole motherfucking game
hollow tips gonna insert in my brain

BRING OUT YOUR DEAD

Produced by DJ ChopSquad

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Artwork by: Kenneth Cappello

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Topanga

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[VERSE I: Ruby da Cherry]
dirty ass air max 95s when i step
i regret nothing bitch
dont give a fuck about respect
dont give a fuck bout what you think of me
im sick of fucking stress
ill rob myself in public just so i can get a blue check
keep a hoe in check make sure she keepin track of all the checks
only way she fuckin wit me
now i wish that hoe the best
$UICIDE i got my set
euthanized im off the Tec
who am i?
well take a guess
i got the blade against your neck pressed

[VERSE II: LIL REMAINS]

Eyes red as mother fucking blood
Victim in the tub
Roxy 30 getting crushed
Drop two sticks up in my mud
Raw dog dirty dick a bitch
Slip up on them opiates
Hold up
I milli rock on any cop
When that Chevy hit the block
Let the chains swang
Platinum teeth
Might retire any minute...
Soulja rag
Souls tennis
Whole world bitches
Fuck who hears it
Ruby & $lick still bending corners till the coroner
Fuck your press
Fuck who’s next
Fuck your cypher
And awards, too.
You a mascot
We really represent the ridiculed
You mother fucking bitch!

HUNG UP ON THE COME UP

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[VERSE I: LIL CUTTHROAT]

Get all my dope for the low
double cup in the benzo
feeling like i am Big Moe
screw head til my hearse
now watch this
i pour that wok and that lean in her mouth while she throat
demons crawling through my mind
feel like ima flash out
pass out
ducked out
pills under my tongue now
smoking on some OG
wow
psychosis kicking in
time to make a fucking stain
wake and my sweat has dropped
it was all a fucking dream

[VERSE II: YUNG SNOW]

yung snow be driving these hoes up the wall
never froze
fuck em all
tagging toes
let em thaw
flexing my flaws while im texting your broad
still getting pussy
have sex in the hall next to the bed that yall've slept in since fall
got a call from your mom saying "meet at the mall"
gonna fuck her behind the counter at Aeropostale
Ruby the hoe slayer
later i'm gone
fuck boy feel some type of way saying ruby the opps
me and slick stay flodgin in the dodge
we always dodging cops
let the block begin the flock
they want to watch him top my glock

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