Peeled Layers - 3

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[HOOK: Slick Sloth]
100 K on a fuck boy
fuck i look like?
think i trust boys?
fulla hate
i'm a killjoy
slicky riding on blades like a hot boy
50 K on the chain
grey-grey
it's a gang
loaded K's leave a stain
fucking right i'm out my brain

[VERSE I: Slick Sloth]
spin the block out with the glock out like a menace
gimme a minute ima make sure that it's finished
if i'm riding better call and say your penance
shoulda listened to your bitch in the beginning
K-I double L E-R
so many bodies made a hobby out the ER
rolling with oddy
smoking that gaudy for my leisure
whipping the mazi
pumping the shotty
trigger squeezer
breaking a bitch
swerving the benz
fuck an amends
gunning and fucking
i murdered her pussy and her friend
my reality is real i don't pretend
i just learn to blend in with the sin
here we go again here we go
wanna come and try slicky?
you should know i got 1000 ways for you to end in yellow tape
and i got plenty people round me wanna earn their way

[HOOK: That Guy with the Diamond Horns]
100 K on a fuck boy
fuck i look like?
think i trust boys?
fulla hate
i'm a killjoy
slicky riding on blades like a hot boy
50 K on the chain
grey-grey
it's a gang
loaded K's leave a stain
fucking right i'm out my brain

[VERSE II: That Guy with the Diamond Horns]
100 K for the car
half a mil for the addiction
they shipped me off to rehab because i started questioning my existence
gimme them prescriptions and i'll show you repitition
stubborn motherfucker
you know ruby never listens
GREY*59
buying time til the grave
time flying everyday
sign my name
i'm confined to the page
until a spine and a stain is the only thing remaining
pulling up mercedes bitch i'm pushing up daisies
vision always blurry and my memory hazy
grey bandana out the window waving while i'm racing
raising my hand to the sky and tell the angels come and take me
awaken my demons
bringing me down to my knees
they wanna break me
they wanna isolate me
leave me naked fucking shaking
grippind the .380
voices telling me i'm crazy
sold my soul
i'm grey until my final destination

Materialism as a Means to an End

MATERIALISM AS A MEANS TO AN END

[VERSE I: Northside Shorty]
it's that demented motherfucker
i'm kicking it with my brothers
repping the *59
you know GREY the fucking color
my gat screaming "kill 'em, wetto, hit 'em where they lay!"
smoking 'em like some indo
let the pistol up and spray
never could be fucked with
my dick they love to suck it
they calling me game 7 slick
i switch a bitch like subjects
pull up continental
make a hoe get sentimental
i got 18K in dental
balling with no fundamentals
michael jackson off a thriller dose
hold off on the killer dose
cooking up in a rental
"BAM!"
Emeril with the chemical
northside general
pull up in that benz
forgis turn it something cynical
anyway
think i'm bout to die by anyday
half high pass five
rolling up that mary jay
i might drop 30 like Curry with no NBA
hop out Eddie Murray with the stick and let it swing away
hot boy turn the block out
pimping out the crack house
macking up on these bitches
flew a hoe to fuck from krakow
my dick threw her back out
packed and flew her back out
been running and gunning and fucking
all while tripping in a black out
mane it's the killer
northside guerilla
mom and dad both friends and my ex a pill dealer
tell me who keep it realer?
there's no drug i ain't touched
Basquiat you face and i Banksy your face up
boy aim with your face up
they clowns with no make up
this me before warm ups
i ain't even laced up
fuck boy get your rank up
robbing and dealing and homicide
Spice 1 wetto from the ghetto
i was born to die
let 'em fry



[VERSE II: Southside Shorty]
ruby getting up in them gizzards
neck look like a blizzard
keeping an eye on these snakes in the grass so i move just like a lizard
backwood tastes vanilla
popping pain killers
grip the .45
i feel like the grey gorilla
chickenheads flocking
they think i'm a quesadilla
beating up the pussy i must be a lady killer
papa pine break your spine
rub her clit like it's a vibe
now she's asking what's my sign so i threw up the *59
i'm the lord of the 7th ward
pick the lock of heaven's door
feel no need to settle scores
leave pussies red and sore
never called her back she breaking down like metalcore
everybody steals my sauce like they fiending for peppercorn
check the score
GREY*59 5 and 0 in the 4th 
what a chore
rolled a blunt so big we'll have to light it with a torch
whip looks like it might've lost the second world war
ruby such an animal
7th ward dragon
when i breathe it's fucking flammable
keep my click tight and isolated like we cannibals
all these fucking chains
you would think i'm wearing mannacles
yea bitch tell what's happening
dick so big i'll turn her pussy to the grand canyon
all my haters pussy like i keep on smelling salmon
keep it old school
i might pull up with a cannon
yeah bitch tell me what it is
wake up with a smile picking out the right fit
oj in the morning like i stabbed a white bitch
every color in the fucking rainbow sucked my white dick

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Sing Me a Lullaby, My Sweet Temptation

Fucking Your Culture

FUCKING YOUR CULTURE

[VERSE I: Slick Sloth]
still here boasting my emotions
now coping while fucking dopeless
let the dope hit
breathing slowly
look baby, i’ll show you hopeless
load the ammo
scarecrow no shadow
bloody pianos
sold out gallows
my mind so harrowed
from tragic backroads traveled
waking up with dread
pop off on my meds
nose deep in narcotics
window shopping for my fathers problems
do you have some options?
my hand numb from gripping the pistol
trigger finger callous
my heart out to my girl
i know that loving me is a challenge

[VERSE II: Lil Oozing]
garbage what i'm spewing
sluggish how i'm moving
dope is what i'm choosing if you ask me how i'm doing
i be cruising, coasing, using, dosing
just don't overdue it
hoping i don't fucking lose it
rope in hand
i tied the noose
it's open
another night blacked out
lying on the bathroom floor
i ain't gonna black out
i ain't gonna last out
i guarantee i'll have some more  
ima dive into the void head first
ain't tryna avoid said thirst
i'm tryna enjoy death 
worst things about me
constantly doubting the fact that i'm blessed by a curse

$uicideboy$ Were Better In 2015

$UICIDEBOY$ WERE BETTER IN 2015

[VERSE I: Yung Maraschino]
southside shorty on them all black forgis
$UICIDE for life, but i ain't touring at 40
bitches begging for a ring just cuz i can kinda sing
but the only thing that i want is to be a fucking normie
hold up, lil mama
i got them thangs
what about 'em?
whats the problem?
i got my own, you ain't gotta solve 'em
i promise it won't effect you
i'm just tryna holla
starving for attention but i'm not tryna bother you
i used to come in last
focused on the past
now i'm drifting down the highway until i run out of gas
don't wanna be recognized but i ain't wearing a mask
just point and fucking wave
i don't wanna be tagged

[VERSE II: Young North]
ima north side playa snorting southside dope
pull up in the benz
give the southside hope
joe exotic what i’m smoking
backwood flaming
backwoods claiming
(yo slick what you saying?)
ima praying motherfucker
(lying motherfucker)
okay up and spray a motherfucker if they step in my business
(keep spraying motherf—-!)
sorry that’s my mental illness
need to pop me a pill before i finish these lyrics
(ahhh okay)
now i’m stunting like my daddy
swerving in that caddy
thinking about getting high because my fam rather me that way
just know that i tried but i think it’s time
sincerely signed, $UICIDE

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Unlucky Me

UNLUCKY ME

[Verse I: Germ]
please check the time
please check the clock
Its time to rock
this shit on lock
slid with the mops
don’t reach for that water you’ll get popped
I’m up at the top
dolo no flock
still in the way
I need all of the guap
still in my bag but I need a big box
it ain’t gon work cuz a nigga too hot
Movin’ whoa
holdin’ whoa
way too t’d might crash the rolls
outta my body I still ain’t gon fold
That bitch actin right I might put her in gold
white on her toes and some white up her nose
pints on the floor please leave me alone
i move wit the fleet you def cant get the low
popped out wit the rocket and blew up the store

[Verse II: Ruby]
wasting my time might as well of stole the rollie
burnin big blunts
breakin glass
i might summon the holy ghost
slowly smokin
nose is sloping dope
1000 thoughts at once and now i&#39;m focused
feelin atrocious
feel like provoking these hoes into chokin each other
im hopin i pick the right one
because one is a buffer
the other ones fucking nuts but i think that i might love her
im willing to suffer
im willing to give anything a try at least once
if i like it it’ll be months before i see the fucking sun
and check the clock or ask the time

[Verse III: Scrim]
3 fingers 6 digits for the gang smoking swisher blunts
Ridin middle finger up
Residue stuck in my nose go (snort) and I get high as fuck
Blicky toys
We Greys R Us
Got my bitch on Angel dust
Grip my pistol while she sucking
For a hoe I got no trust
Call the doc
Slick going out his mind
Forgis on the Benz floating like a poltergeist
Till I die it’s grey five nine
100 dollar bills snorting 1000 dollar lines

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[Verse I: Germ]
fire spitter
wood grain whipper
percs cut out the liquor
drank sipper 
fuck a doctor bitch and it’s still fuck my liver
head spinner
Dior on my bitches
they all bout the benjis 
lane switchin 
paint drippin 
hope the feds ain’t on my pimpin 
caught the flight 
we done took off we on pluto now 
walk em down 
his ass fried 
he in them pits right now 
bounties up 
heard they want my head 
This ain’t GTA
NBA ballin like I’m Kobe 
hella choppa blades 
smokin’ potent 
just put down the potion I can barely breathe 
Hennessy colored Mercedes big body we came for the cheese
Pretty please bitch I said once and now you gots to bleed
forgis on the truck when I pull up it’s easy 
bet these demons see me and they wanna be me 
I been out my body uptop like a beanie 
heard that boy he crazy he’s been hot like fevers 
please dont lose yourself you ain’t never gon please me

[VERSE II: Scrim]
Don’t give no fucks I was raised by them goons
Came out the womb I was gripping that tool
Kept the glock 45 in my backpack at school
Grey 59 boy and my click filled with wolves
Sub 8s just to keep my fuckin mind straight
Auto steering and I still can’t even drive straight
Eastern bloc wetto raising up the crime rate
Suicide bitch I’m everything you’re mom hate
G R E Y till I die
Drug addicts up and down my blood line
Chains more flooded than the lower 9
Hear my battle cry oh ohhhhhh
This that DNS slick
Call the EMS quick
Seats color period
Paint PMSing
If them pills pressed then
It’s still fuck it ima pop em
From the west of the Huey
Where we pop, lock, and drop em

[Verse III: Ruby]
gimme all your fucking hate
i need that shit like yesterday
only way 
that im able to motivate myself
“ruby such a loser”
bitch i agree with you what the hell?
insecurity what i sell
g59 the cartel
g59 the army bitch im bout to buy a fucking tank
east bank 
bound 
bitch im south 
of the lake
runnin round town everyday like wow ruby really on the prowl 
better pray
better take your family somewhere safe
i got demons with me i might let em out the cage
suicide live coming at you from the fucking grave
bitch i hide from the limelight im chillin in the shade
when the times right
ill be sidelined 
pay attention to my eyesight
checkin highlights
find the future of the 59 get em signed might let em shine bright and thats really all i gotta motherfucking say

My Swisher Sweet, But My Sig Sauer

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[Verse 1: Ruby da Cherry]

hate me or love me
no i don't care it's the same thing
.45 in your face have a great day
*59 be the set bitch i stay grey
okay here i come with the AK
okay Yung Plague got a blank slate
no cake Yung Plague got a blank plate
so grey Yung Plague got to break banks
no pain but i numb myself anyway
renegade gotta get away so i levitate
the human race gotta find a way to renovate
keep it simple bitch i think i'm fuckin Hemingway
gotta find a bitch that i can penetrate
let her know i ain't goin to inseminate 
separate then tell her to go meditate
she got depressed and overdosed now all she do is vegetate

[Verse 2: $lick $loth]

okay hold up
run up in the spot this a stick up
tie the bitch up
time to re-up
hit em with that onomatopoeia
when i speak up bitch i'm Jesus out the freezer because i'm fucking cold
dead
better yet a threat to any motherfucker coming at the fucking set
the $carecrow made out of roaches and locusts
smokers who make waves like Moses no motive
fuckin some coeds that think i'm a poet
but fuck it i pour it til i'm slumped and loaded
reachin my lowest they think i'm heroic
funny to me but they think that i'm chosen
illusions illusions pollutin the humans
one bullet away from my problem's solution
sippin on Houston while i rot and ruin 
almight *59 bitch i die for my union

Now the Moon's Rising

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[Verse 1: Oddy Nuff da $now Leopard]

it's that grey playa 
ima dame slaya
playin game hoes peelin off my layers
fuck a hater
ima blame it on the Navigator
never gettin paper but i got a pair of boots that was made from alligator
fuck boy see you later
keep your mouth shut 
i don't fuck with traitors
gotta make a dent in this world
gotta find a flavor
cherry marmalade bitch i spread it on my bread like a baker
bitch i'm fuckin sunk like an anchor
let me sink down i don't need a lifesaver
bitch i made a fuckin promise to the devil that i'd trade my fuckin soul
so i settle with the motherfuckin razor

[Verse 2: $witchblade $crim]

walk into the mind of a $uicide God
chalk drawn lines with a body inside
ridin with the blade or the mac or the gauge
lil Gage in the back make the blunts rotate
no fuckin role model i'll die before 40
got xans on me now i'll pop more in the mornin
bitches be snappin their tits but it's borin
rather that hydrocodeine when i'm pourin
that codeine too weak for a fiend with a tolerance
strip her down, fuck her once, then i go rob the bitch
grey in my eyes and my heart don't feel nothin
my fuckin drug use never up for discussion
forever ever pour yellow yellow
tomb stone header readin 666 and that's forever ever

GUTTING CATFISH

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[Verse 1: Ruby da Cherry]

i got a drip catch me duckin
all of these bitches ain't fuckin me no
can't hold a conversation with no one but my cousin
he tell me don't worry the money is comin
these bitches is comin
the only question i got now is will i see it before i end up dead in the ground?
lay low at the bottom of a tulip bed
they know Ruby got a lot of useless thread
cut me open let me rest
there ain't nothin in my chest
a hollow cage that caused my death
i'm hauled away just pause my breath

[Verse 2: Yung $carecrow]

woke up dope sick with a cut wrist
lil bad bitch sayin here's a plot twist
when you cut it you weren't even a lil piss
just a grin on your face sayin watch this
now i'm sittin back thinkin how sick am i?
but that went away the moment i got high
i'm sayin' now what it do? who are you?
get the fuck out my livin room
get the fuck out my mental too
what bitch? you can't hear when i talk to you?
now i'm back to square one with my hand on the gun
mommy screamin son don't do it
i love you
don't do it
don't do it
don't do it
i can't help this feelin
don't you see that i need all these prescriptions
this ain't no livin
it's a vision of the vicious cycle that is my addiction

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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


CONVERTING...

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[Verse 1: $lick $loth]

Tell me what you know bout a motherfucker out the bottom with a gold grill gleamin
makin all these hoes problems
stalker creepin out the fucking dungeon
switchblade on em hit the guts like a pumpkin
dumpin'
30 rounds out the clip off rip
too thick with the stick bet i won't miss
lil $lick real sick
don't talk shit
whip whip like a brick scale on fish
$uicide night time
no we don't fight crime
it's the Grey *59 with the real red eyes and we dyin inside 
bodies in fluoride
let the rope untie
just crucify me
Yung Christ wrist's sliced
couple hoes on ice singin RIP

[Verse 2: Ruby da Cherry]

Ruby was a motherfuckin reject
then i cut my wrists and now i motherfucking bleed checks
still broke after all the motherfucking weed gets rolled
hoes askin if i see a ghost
tell em no i just seep smoke when the weeds blown
she chokes from the deep throat
3 feet of rope
lethal
slay the fucking sheep
so evil
ima hang myself and then i get to see home
Ruby a fuckin demon
Ruby got a cult now
hoes tryna bolt down Ruby
the result of a reject from a small town turned into a demon
I'm evolved now
loud growl
Snow Leopard on the prowl
stay the fuck back hoe
slay the whole pack hoe
paint the globe black hoe
soon i will shed this skin
turn to the devil then i'll never reminisce 


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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

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[VERSE I: Papa Pine]

Ruby da fucking Cherry, bitch
yeah, I'm a dime a dozen
all of a sudden me and my cousin rich from pressing button
lost in the sauce
yeah, i need a fucking compass
digging out all these industry plants
their roots were covered in fungus
she asked if she could blow me
i said "bitch, I ain't no trumpet"
she then called me her husband
I said "No, bitch, we just fucking"
this ain't for discussion
mixed the Sprite up with some Tussion
fuck it
I bought steel-toed boots
it's time to kick the bucket

[VERSE II: Yung Scarecrow]

Pull up on a fuck boy
get down
off my meds right now
room full of bottles
I might drown
sedated
I'm going crazy
Devil riding with me
chops out
lurking from the gutter
demons is my brothers
blue pills up my nose
OP's in some foil
mouth dripping with oil
watch me fade to black behind the marijuana smoke
separate color greys
but we all come from the same cloak
screaming "bloody murder"
doing dirt with my kinfolk

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