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First single off the HEXADA album

Hexada

Mercury: Retrograde

MERCH

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[VERSE I: YUNG OOZE]

posted with the blunt and i don't need to take no fuckin pictures
fuckin wit yo bitch she keep on sendin me all type of pictures
been a duck
jukin and dodgin all these unzipped zippers
i don't trust no hoe
screenshots posted when i'm scrollin insta
gram in the wood
i don't give a fuck bout who is wit you, who you know, and what you did
i'll be smokin til i get blisters
pass it to the mirror
hit it twice and pass it back
smoke a sac
spill some act
got a tombstone fuck a plaque

[VERSE II: LIL REMAINS]

creep at night
look for homicide
those i want to die
i am anti-christ
your saviour
the god in flesh tonight
lullabys im singing with blood coming down my eyes
walking over dead who's full of lead
i had to kill him in my torture chamber, yeah
koopsta kincca told me do it so i could not say no to him
no no no no
how many times i said it that i want to go
glock to my temple
devil tells me no

[VERSE III: MAXO KREAM]

you steady postin with that burner
you ain't shoot shit
you just takin pictures
44 nickel hit ya
hollow split ya
t-shirt with your picture
activist come get your issue
blow like tissue
smoke like swisher
pull up to your residential
we can't find you
shoot your sister
2 23s through your window
trigger maxo bitch you know my name
joysticks like nintendo
since you niggas think that it's a game
call of duty tactics with that plastic
stretch you like elastic
flip em like gymnastics
acrobatic
fuck an open casket

KILL YOURSELF Part XV: The Coast of Ashes Saga

PICTURES (FEAT. MAXO KREAM)

[VERSE I: LIL MURDER]

bitch i step in your hood like its fly by night
you got the nine?
that's alright cause hoe i aint afraid to die
squeeze the trigger little pussy
see your hand shaking
when yung christ get to walking all the earth shaking
koopsta knicca reborn out the voodoo village
all these rappers fuck boys
and i've been sent here to pillage
fuck a image
this my business that i put on record
you mother fuckers dr. hyde
and i'm mr. jekyl
better yet the devil
anti-christ dripped in gold
flip the cross on the chain
make sure these mother fuckers know
scarecrow and yung snow
we see you bitches biting
all these posi mother fuckers screaming "suicidal"
eat my rifle

[VERSE II: YUNG OOZE]

lucifer telling me that i better be in reverie 
lucifer begging me to return home
travel the seven seas
ruby the cherry been burying memories
cherishing dead enemies
never returning the throne
please leave me the fuck alone
fuck a hoe plug up her soul
find a puddle grab a shovel
let's keep digging them holes
the grass is always stained red
when you slit your wrist
grave wet from the rain
dead weight
remain dead and wait
forever the grey
forever the grey
forever the grey and the five and the nine and remember my name
remember my name
remember my name when i die
don't reply to the devil inquiring
souls for admiring
satan perspiring 
sign on the line
ruby inspiring kids
get in line and see lucifer
buyer beware of the truth and see you can be evil enough to let loose
bitch i got the noose
what the fuck you choose
choose late and lose

KILL YOURSELF Part XI: The Kingdom Come Saga

TEMPLE SPRAY

[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

[VERSE I: PRINCE OF TIDES]

blanket protection
sweating
heaven left me on the steps and now i can't stop stressing
who is ruby da cherry?
let the internet keep guessing
that's always the fucking lesson
the less you have, the more you getting
$UICIDE
G*59
i'm guessing all the blogs slept in
back then they didn't want me
now i'm hot hoes all on me
back then straight from the swamp
we climbed up out
no moss on me
i'm clean as fuck but keep it dirty like i'm from the dirty
riding dirty in a dirty ride
might stay alive until i'm 30

[VERSE II: NORTHSIDE SHAWTY]

hot boy
keep the block hot
shot cop
got popped
run up with the blocka
drop top
house shot
fuck the cops
fuck you
and mother fuck the population
all these goof mother fuckers just some fucking imitations
smoke me a mother fucking L to the head
grey fucking five nine
hoe you know what i rep
sleep walk with the dead
put a slug in your head
we them south shore playas that don't fuck with pretend

WITHDRAWALS/WITHDRAWALS

FIRST SINGLE OFF THE KILL YOURSELF PART XX: THE INFINITY SAGA

[VERSE 1: LIL CHOPPA]

stay in the cut on the northside
hollowpoints
trigger fingers on my fucking .45
demons rising the crypt
i snort me a fat line
never gave a fuck
grew up out the mud
then i pop the trunk
grew up with the fucking robbers
always kept the mask on
motherfuckers gonna die if we take the mask off
$UICIDE how i ride bitch
$carecrow the walking shadow
Mozart with no piano
kill when i'm sleepy hollow
that mystic motherfucker that's addicted to prescriptions
xanax for the panic
mental problems you can add in
multi million owned business
you just signed a deal, bruh?
3 years passed
still broke?
and you ain't paid up
dollars i ain't touched yet
burn it for the fuck of it
infamous lunatic
you?
you just suck dick
cut throat with the deathwish
raised where the savage lives
straight out the death pit
to keep alive the triple six

[VERSE II: YUNG MUTT]

Ruby such a Misfit
Hollywood babylon can't resist it
Fuck a cop bitch
I'm ducking all these piglets
7th ward be my motherfucking district
Yeah I still got my motherfucking wrist slit
Bleeding like a pissed bitch
Scheming I'ma hit licks after licking hits of acid in her fucking split lips
Wig split just a fucking tidbit
Dick itch from ingesting pill bits
Blue bill sick of snorting powder
I'ma ditch this hunnid for 5 twentys
TSA keep testing my money
Now ima dip quick
Find me a thick bitch
Tit gripped
Tip gripped
Dick spit in her thick hips
Fuck
Fuck with me bitch I'm a-fucking-ddicted
And I don't really give a fuck what it is
Told you already that Ruby can't resist it
Big clip to my head watch that shit drip

I Wanna Die in New Orleans

FOR THE LAST TIME

[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: YUNG MUTT]

they told me "heavy is the head that wears the crown"
which is why i'm always looking down
looking like i'm always down
another year 
another clown
another round
another down
another grave i dug
another stain that's on my gucci gown
flip a fucking cross when i cross dress
satan in the flesh
bitch i never gave a fuck about what they said
put a whole in a fuckboy head
his face a fucking mess
yeah his face look like some mesh
fishnet
he a fucking pussy but ruby no rookie
yet another god is what i fucking could be
if i ever left my room
my fucking tomb
dreary wishes bitch i'm doomed
the king of gloom
got imposters on the roster
claim they fostered what i offered
watch me zoom
fuck it

[VERSE II: YUNG CHRIST]

it's that motherfucking anti-christ born through immaculate conception
perspective or perception
sick and tired here's a lesson
fuck your god
i'm your god
i'm your false idol
killed your fucking archangel st. michael
it's that devil in disguise, bitch
everybody dies, bitch
electric chair to fry 
switch
say goodbye then i blow a kiss
everybody welcome to my heron paradise
all my demons colonize
G R E Y
it's the 5 to the 9
we are them dogs that will bite
dreams that terrorize your mind at night
i spy a loaded 9 mm
$UICIDE mind
slipping deeper
creeping out my motherfucking grave
creature corpse slick and plague always remain
praise thy grey
caesar of these fucking apes

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[VERSE I: LIL MURDER]

watching the sands of the hour glass
sharpen the blades for the circumstance
sit in the dark while i'm in a trance
taking that blade then i let it pass
through my wrist
blood just drips
down and down and down
don't stop
then my blood starts to clot
my heartbeat has been stopped
urge to kill
pop more pills
robbing the pharmacy
mentally illa killa
blood rivers fill my vision
that black eyed midnight dweller
bring my prey back to my cellar
more bodies than a serial killer
not scared of no pigga
.45 blow through my temple

[VERSE II: JAME$ $PLEEN]

cover the whole world up in ash and then laugh at the fact that i destroyed the past
fade to black
all my racks stained with back pain
all my gold chains in blast range
ask myself do i lack fame?
or am i famous because i lack pain?
numb to the stains
numb to the game
numb to the racks that they gave me
fuck it all i take it back
material world using diamonds and pearls as a means of self worth when i could die tomorrow
return to the earth
suicidal since birth
fuck a leader i follow the promise of dirt

KILL YOURSELF Part XVII: The Suburban Sacrifice Saga

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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

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: YUNG PLAGUE]

rip out a piece of my rib and give it to a bitch
as the snake whispers to her "ruby does not fucking exist"
so i bit off the head then i chewed it and spit it out
fell to the ground as i puked up and flipped around
scales started forming i think that now i am the snake
i am the one they call plague who will never escape
will forever remain
the omega
the alpha
the chosen one sent here to reign
who saves all the slaves?
lil plague breaking chains
jesus christ was never raised from the dead 
he rots away
burn a church and watch the flames
autumn embers turn to grey
wooden crosses in decay
the flock of sheep now fucking slain

{VERSE II: LIL REMAINS}

run up with the mother fucking mac
on attack
shoot back
gat gat
he flat
leave them bodies where they lay
let they mothers cry and pray
nina nina
oh nina
i need you bad up in my life
them heathens that scheming
look dead or something like demons, woah
smash a 40oz on the cop cars
probably just popped five bars
sipping hydro
got a bad cough
indica dripping down the cigar
its that dope head
drug fiend
mug mean
lonely
shut the fuck up
yall annoy me

FROM THE BEGINNING OF TIME UNTIL THE END OF TIME

[Verse: RUBY DA CHERRY]

I been itching for a plot, yeah
But ain't no waving cannons on my block, no
7th Ward Lord take a shot, yeah
I'ma keep my head down (I don't give a fuck)
Switching scripts, they're never in the same spot, yeah
Fuck this music shit, I'm itching for a plot, yeah
Ain't no- ain't no fucking digits on my clock, no
I ain't one of y'all just let me rot, yeah
I was just with Peep in London
Still feel like I don't exist at all, no
Fuck this social gathering
I'ma smoke a square out in the fucking hall, oh
They told me watch out for the snakes
But they forgot about the plague
And the AK and with Lil Remains
And the AK and what little Remains

[VERSE II: LIL REMAINS]

Hold up hold up hold up
Had to put down the narcotics
But i ain't really stop it
Xanny and suboxone
Stay up in my wallet
On the block catch the Glock
Shoes hanging like a chord
Not a tour
7th war
Hot boys
Prime time
Dotted line never signed
On the drugs can't doze
If i do be exposed
Oh no
Chopper city
Dead bodies
Alligators
Disembodied
Did the crime not the time
Lil jitts on the porch gripping 9's
Pull that torch
Light em up
Young as 12
Living hell
Lil remains
Yung plague
No respect given unless you steal or you take hoe

KILL YOURSELF Part XX: The Infinity Saga

I HUNG MYSELF FOR A PERSONA

[Verse: LIL CUT THROAT]

Ate a couple jiggas with that Glock on my side
Riding, hanging out the window, screaming "Who wanna die?"
Savage lil addict with 100 bad habits
Say "I need prayer," all I need is my ratchet
Pull up, swang with the blade
Then I pray over dead prey
Banging grey till my grave
Milli rock, sa passe
What that mean? I don't know, took about four Xans today
Sipping lean, dying slow, drugs make me feel okay
Jackal from the flames, make a stang of a bitch like you
Fuck the 12, fuck the cops, we ain't forgot about you
Kill mo', kill mo'
Gleesh walk on a sack
Burn a half a mil in cash
Fuck that paper, turn it ash
Walk away and start to laugh
"Ha-ha-ha-ha ha-ha"
No more, I got cash, cash, cash, and cars and broads
Hit that seven figure mark without an A&R
$carecrow walking in the fog
Life got worse than it was before, ho

[VERSE II: LIL INFECTED]

Prolly cop a script of roxys
Oddy kinda sloppy
Got me dodging all these bodies
Body bag em in the lobby
Dropping adderall in alcohol and then i pop a fucking oxy
I'm a zombie
I'm a motherfucking dead man walking
Speak on oddy name
It's just another dead man talking
Got these dead man stalking
Copy silhouette chalky
Typing out your problems
Just another red handed hawking
Cherry flavored dick
Ruby got these chicken heads squawking
Do it how i does it yeah fuck the way they say they taught me
Please just fucking off me
Plague is pleading for diseases so yall get the fuck up off me
Only saying cheese when i ask how much they brought me
Fuck a frame freeze
Command delete on these fucking paparazzi offspring

NOW I'M UP TO MY NECK WITH OFFERS

OMEGA 2
Vietnam, CA 

COMING SOON

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Lyrics:
Runnin high , leave some resin
Killa em off I keep em guessing
Murder em all n teach ah lesson
Grab ah clip n ah smith n Wesson 
Every kill I count my blessin,
All da lames I keep on pressin
Bullets holes It ain't no testin 
Bring the pain no confession 
Out da muthafuckin kut,
Grind yo bones into ah blunt
Load da clip, pull da hammer feel da mutha fuckin thump 
10 4 bitch killa neva trippin on tha hunt 
Smoke up all up in tha hut, 
Doomshop don't give ah fuck
Your all outta luck 
Hid yo body in the trunk,
Got this 9 fuckin tucked 
Neva runnin outta luck 
Been ready since da jump
Drown in fire locked in cuffs
Mandatory Overkill 
death ain't enough 

So I'm back from da dead ,
MUTHAFUCKAS takin led 
Thought I said, that I'm comin out
 fo yo fuckin head,
Chains n body parts 
Locked up 
in my wooden shed 
Lay you out witta gat
Now you muthafuckin dead
Im murderer that be coming out at night
Talkin shit but scared 2 fight 
Head shot through a scope in my sights 
At my prime at the height
Fuck a bitch I'm all good I'm ight
Got ma game n ma blunt super tight 
Smoked out feeling high
To da grave roll away say goodbye
All you hoes talkin shit gotta die
On this earth, been cursed since Tha
Muthafuckin birth , don't be mad don't be hurt
Bullet holes through ah shirt
6feet Deep in dirt 
Doing muthafuckin work,
While you bitches go to church
On the net you can lurk
Face 2 face you'll get murked
You ain't strapped using nerf,
Drown in blood gotta surf
Face da death, you deserve

Cursed - Back From Tha Dead (Prod. Devilish Trio)

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

SECOND LINES COME WITH BROKEN SOULS

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