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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: Lil Cut Throat]
deaf addict
my mathematics you can't add up
so tragic
my baggage comes with no back up
breaking patterns like splitting atoms
it ain't happening
cycles spin
psychosis wins
the world spins on my motherfucking dick like a whirlwind
devilish sins
devilish grins
got motherfuckers like "here we go again"
this motherfucker scrim can never stop for nada
too toxic
send his ass off to the doctor
between the xanny and suboxone
lost cause lost hope
he a throw away
way too deep in this hole where he lay
lay me down to sleep
northside shorty ride curb on creep
northside shorty don't pray where he eat
but ey soon we'll see a soulja by the lake buried 6 feet deep
less stress on me
more profit for thee
middle finger poking out for everyone to come and see

[VERSE II: Oddy Nuff da Snow Leopard]
lately i been feeling brainwashed like my soul was rubbing against the grain
lost in the same sauce
i would complain but i'm wearing diamond chains
cost more than i care to explain
lately i been feeling out of character
bitch left because i embarrassed her
but everyday i be like 1000 fucking miles away
blowing dope
reminding myself i'm the boss of the GREY
boarding the plane
what the fuck is a holiday?
dreaming through the day
what were you saying?
my mistake
fleeting attention
screenshots and mentions
wish i still had an away message
forever stressing
live a life in a day
this a day in the life
i'm still the fucking same
covered in spots not stripes
from broke to fucking paid this the GREY*59
suicide for life
rep it til i fucking die

Long Term Effects of SUFFERING

UGLIEST

[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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FUCKING YOUR CULTURE

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[VERSE I - $LICK $LOTH]

serpents of death crawling under your skin
if i take a bet you can guess who gonna win
i walk in the jects without no protection
i function in hoods every city im in
im that grey born gorilla out the concrete jungle
ducking from the dope cuz i just shot a bundle
scarecrow make the chopper drum shots rumble
scarecrow got the dope game from my uncle
still prefer the drugs over bitches
better watch the side that you picking
snakes start hissing
heads start missing
rest in piss to the ones im killing
chief keef drillin
codeine spilling
blood on my linen from the cuts never healing
hot boys out the crypt with a mouth fulla scripts
body bags zip when the gun hammer click

[VERSE II - RUBY DA CHERRY]

ruby leveled up
ruby gone global
epidemic proportion
i got the torch and now i'm lighting up gas on the porch
kick back
now i'm bored
$lick asked for the short
flick ash for the sport
ruby wrestles several devils in the 7th ward but ruby can't afford to move toward the hoard just yet
seventh ward dragon with a fiery sword through the neck
engulfed in flames
engulfed in blood as it rains from the red heaven that yung plague has escaped
levitate over Lake Pontchartrain
set em straight
no we are not the same
yeah it's hard to remain when your self slain
yeah it's all that remains when your self made
ruby bout to take a second breath
embrace yourself because all that remains is the blood stains

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[VERSE I: SOULJA RAG MURDER]

all i see is scrubs
face mean mugged
on a couple drugs
smoke with migo plug
FTP my blood
grey the fucking gang
boy stay in your lane
never high
just maintain
hate this fame
hate this game
take these shoes
last a day
oil flowing through my veins
lil remains that make that stain
y'all look good in cellophane mane
insane
real blade
swing it through your fucking brain
i said fuck 'em
we got a problem?
what you gonna do with it?
i think nada
just a persona
and i'm nirvana
popping xans to make you mad i know you want some
rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling
got an ounce of the coke white snow floating
river road shawty
yung christ the one chosen
slick tote the AK47 stolen
woadie joscin' 

[VERSE II: SNOWMANE]

all of yall are oversaturating 'preme and bape
bitch its FTP all fucking day
all yall look the fucking same
fuck the fame
fuck a lane
bitch i'm bout to swerve into the toll booth and scrape the change
bring out your dead and blaming it on yung plague
bitch i pull up with the K
K9 by my right leg until i say OK
K9 on his hind legs ripping off your face
all i gotta say is G*59 until the grave
1 color
2 numbers
3 fingers in the sky amongst the thunder
i'm like fuck the others
ima bring the ruckus
i might fuck your bitch
she swears she suffers under the covers
ima hell hound
hell bound
shawty wanna die
ima sell pounds
shawty said she might let them bells pound
shawty wanna cry
i'm like fuck
every night keep turning black
i close my eyes

KILL YOURSELF Part XII: The Dark Glacier Saga

2ND HAND

Grey Gods (Feat $uicideboy$) [Prod.By Tacet]

[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

KILL YOURSELF Part XX: The Infinity Saga

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[VERSE I: YUNG $NOW]

mirror mirror on the wall
who the fuck was that ugly ass boy i saw
yung mutt what a dumb fuck
dirty like a dump truck
such a fucking bum haunting slut's guts
i'm disgusted 
i'm busted up
what the fuck did i just put up my nose?
i'm bugging out
knees buckle
i'm ducking out
i'm in trouble now i can see the clouds light out
now i lay myself to sleep
now that i can rest in peace
no questioning my misery
my deathwish granted blissful sleep
my body turns to worms for the birds to eat
internal decay for eternity

[VERSE II: SCRIM]

i can't lie
lately i been on the fucking edge
pistol grip up on my lap
xanax, heron
bunch of meds
fantasizing about death
just need one in my temple
put the gun up to my head
fuck this shit
i shot the lead and now i'm dead
descending though hell
nothing but burning flesh smells
i scream and scream and scream and hear the others yell as well
oh well
just my luck
devil opens up to devour me
that was my old life
now anti-christ he has empowered me

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