IT’S THAT FORMER BROKE BOY BREAKIN🗣️🗣️

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KILL YOURSELF Part VII: The Fuck God Saga

WHERE'S YOUR GOD?

High Tide in the Snake's Nest

LINCOLN CONTINENTAL MEMORIAL (Feat. SLUG CHRIST)

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My Liver Will Handle What My Heart Can't

TULANE

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[Verse 1: Yung $now]

all these hoes be grabbin on me
bitch i'm swaggin
holy shit
i got a bag of pills up on me
all these drugs feel like i'm laggin
homie tol me only take them drugs unless you lonely
bitch i'm baggin mostly dope and slowly burnin
crackin open
bitch i'm jammin OG Kush and rollin
smokin like i'm rabid
foamin at the the fuckin mouth
i ride a dragon like a pony
low key chokin but i'm braggin/boastin
i'm a savage
hoe can suck a dick 
ain't nothin but baggage on me
draggin me down but i keep addin trophies

[Verse 2: Yung Christ]

grippin and cockin the glock
wet up the block
Lucifer clutchin the ruger ay shoutout to all the school shooters
i'm Freddy 
i'm Krueger
I'm Looper just tryna maneuver
got indica all in my lungs
bitch on the phone
the thuggish the ruggish no bone
so high that i feel like a drone
leave me alone
rather take drugs on my own
don't see you
don't see him
don't see her
$uicide eternal sleeper
shake hands and shoot dice with the Reaper
i've always been eager to meet you
speaker of all the abandoned
wishin for death to be granted
pissin on these Ten Commandments
this is what the depressed been demandin


Now the Moon's Rising

CONVERTING...

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[VERSE I: LIL HALF CUT]

the B
the U the D
i'm riding
shining clean
it's the pimp in me
ain't slept a whole week
wake up
pop a bean
lil chevy thang
$lick the OG
hit the seventh with my brethren
no chance of seeing heaven
surrounded by these weapons you could get hit in a second
Uzi creeping out the cut i know you didn't expect him
i'm raising up the motherfucking 3's before i step in

[VERSE II: YUNG MUTT}

bitch i'm just Chamberlain swanging
i'm staining blankets
stay in this lane got to stop at the bank
quit complaining
blaming me for all the stains the game's gaining
Yung Mutt what the fuss all about
Yung Mutt what the fuck your slut talk about
Yung Mutt in the cut with a blunt full of loud
always ducking a crowd
fuccboi got a mouth keep on running around
i'm loving the doubt
when i'm in public they duck and they bounce
ima cut up his mouth
i stay in the grey clouds
fog on the lake
how i move at this pace
now i am what remains
just some muscles and veins
couple bones held in place
but still i am the plague that's hiding underground

Grey Sheep II

CHEVROLET (PIMPALICIOUS CANDY CANE MANE '74 REMIX) [PROD. JGRXXN]

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[Verse 1: Big Grieve]

creeping out the motherfucking tomb
lil' $lick been cursed since the womb
riding in the vette in the projects
couple pills in me with a cocked tec
trigger finger itching from the hi-tech
junkie with a $uicide mindset
aiming for a motherfucking cops head
murder! murder! murder!
now they're all dead!
burning the crucifix
spit on your grave, lil bitch
$carecrow don't give a fuck
eyes rolling back while i'm whipping the lac
we the sharks and we smell some blood
underwater full of slaughter
Grey *59 the gods of horror
kill the priest and burn the alter
see the greys creeping out the corner

[Verse 2: Yung Mutt]

pussy tryna throw some shade, but i'm shrugging
throw shade at ruby you gon have to find a way to block out the sun or something
now that pussy boy struggling
mutt in his bitch now that pussy boy wondering
cut in his wrists got that pussy boy stumbling
all these suckers wanna hate
i ain't gonna lie it makes my fucking day
if it fucking escalates hand Yung Simmie a banana clip
yelling out RIP as the chopper spray
7th ward lord got a grave full of fuckboys buried by the lake
7th ward lord gotta pay
if you want to be a boss hog instead of a fucking slave

Eternal Grey

275 $UICIDE (FEAT. YUNG SIMMIE)

produced by @jxhnscxtt
Art by Matt Reid https://www.instagram.com/m_r92/

Finally Dead (fuck you it's too late)

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i hate being alive

[VERSE I: PAPA PINE]

ruby smoking like he's haunted
big blunt
i light the front end
me and my bitch, we keep it 80/20
get it how i want it
double cup
i fuckin double deck
sippin piss
i'm sippin tussinex
told that bitch i'm cutting necks
pulling out her throat while i pull up in the fucking benz
told her fucking friends "ruby ain't that cool in person"
so i asked her fucking friends if it was cool if i insert
snatch their purses
now i'm counting all this money
practice makes it perfect
money can't buy you happiness
all my life i fucking heard it
but money can buy a lot of drugs
at least enough to last me
shit, i think i fucking earned it
earned it
ain't got a purpose
what's worse is a deserve it

[VERSE II: YUNG $CARCROW]

smoking on the bud sac
ounces of that indo
paranoid illusions
tap the gun against the window
substance in my lungs
slow motion
benz cruising
masked up
insuing
rob cuz of overusing
6 double 6 elements
never quit or dope sick
the d the o the p the e
i'm always on a chase
to hit up outer space
ain't no case
where i don't need it every fucking day
when you see us
yeah you know we're on them fucking drugs
percocets, xanax, roxycodone crush em up
snort it
top notch
bud crop
maybe quit later
fuck that til i'm dead
i am popping medication

KILL YOURSELF Part XVI: The Faded Stains Saga

SMOKED OUT, SCOPED OUT

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[VERSE I: HEARSE BOY]

fuck you 
suck my dick lil prick
choppa be off the xan
rope tied neck boy
gold grill
dope boy
ain't no limits to my city
bout it bout it
born dead
drug fiend
skinny gritty
face tatted
might be strapped
savage savage
semi semi ey
cut throat committee ey
give it to em raw
yung soulja slim from the darkside
grey stripes ey
turn em to a second line ey
hearse boy hearse boy
burn your body in the pine ey

[VERSE II: CHOKING BOY]

it's that former broke boy
breaking even in the 7th ward with bag of dope boy
hope the smoke will clear out by the morning
got me choking boy
whatchu hopin boy?
that we broken boys?
we ain't open boy, no
cut throat
blood spoke
504 got the furl in my pocket
your bitch stay in my motherfucking wallet so i flaked on her
told her meet me by the lake
yeah that's wear i stay
come and blow me like grenades

KILL YOURSELF Part XVII: The Suburban Sacrifice Saga

SECOND LINES COME WITH BROKEN SOULS

[VERSE I: LIL CUT THROAT]

i got the gun to my head
soaked in that bloody red
i'm coming out of my body
i can't let go of the shotty
$carecrow the fucking almighty
smoking on pages of bible
lurking whenever the night come
only a few i respect
the rest i would piss on em dead
the best that you came across yet
$UICIDE
gods of the dead
ego gave you a big head
i got the the gun to my head
never been scared of the end
you busters stay stuck on pretend
i been fucked up since a kid

[VERSE II: LIL OOZING]

back in 2015 i thought we were knee deep in the snake pit or so it seemed
but 2 years later i'm up to my neck in a slithery death
hissing whispers to my spleen
i've had friends end up dead to me
now they're my enemies
enemies turning to friends
at least now they'll be bending knees
now they'll be sending these threats
i regret that we met
yeah you say its on sight
bitch you know i dont fret
bitch you know i never gave a fuck about a favorite fuck
maybe you could learn a thing or two about how to be a favorite
fuck you lil hoe
10 toes down with 10 tagged toes
10 hoes down with whatever i know
you act like 10 hoes bound to the way shit go

KILL YOURSELF Part XVIII: The Fall of Idols Saga

GOODBYE

[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

featuring Milo The City and Baby Santana.

suicide baby.

ego-muerte. produced by Blumajicbeatco
Song Created By Lord Bones
EGO MUERTE. (La Muerte II.)

SECOND LINES COME WITH BROKEN SOULS

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