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[VERSE I: LIL WAAAAAA]
i apologize for getting half of the rap game hooked on getting high
ruby done made everyone wanna die
the cult of the GREY*59
make up your mind
$UICIDE
two of a kind unified
i'm taking what's mine
the choppa, the uzi, the TEC or the AR
seen you on my radar
i'll aim for your spine
I-N-D-E-P-E-N-D-E-N-T
do you know that that mean?
i can keep all my money from streams and shows and selling t's
just a white boy with his wrist cut
been fucked
now i'm making big bucks
been had my dick sucked

[VERSE II: Tony with the Tommy]
hold up
stop
gunfire in the air
motherfuckers in my hood don't care
it don't stop there
empty the clip
it don't matter if you laying dead
whoa now
chill, dog
fuck that
i'm a savage i was raised with my brain half damaged
wanna kill 'em all
it's my right of passage to leave all these sons like some bastards
okay got the AK
what a punk say when he wanna play?
slick known to bring the melee
make 'em runaway like it's mayday
you don't wanna see me when i'm high
hit 'em with a drive by while i'm hollering out GREY
better pick a fucking side
fucking with the *59 will have you ass sleeping in a blank grave

Long Term Effects of SUFFERING

IF SELF-DESTRUCTION WAS AN OLYMPIC EVENT, I'D BE TONYA HARDING

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[VERSE I: Raindrop Walka]
i'm falling apart
you mighta thought i was playing a part in the art i've created but most of the words reflect what's happened or what is waiting to start happening
i keep on damaging myself
tryna fill the void with all this water round my neck
i'm bout to drip until i drown
all these drugs up in my nose
i taste the drip that shit's so sour
all these cars that i bought either don't start or got impounded
pursued the american dream
the nightmare's what i doubted
catch a flight to london or i'll catch i flight to lyon
show my face in public
show another one at home
see my name on the marquee
letters falling down
littering a cold dark street somewhere downtown
as soon as i reached cloud 9 it started storming
heavy thunderstorms in every city that i'm touring
life ain't like a rap video
that's just a warning
hoping to see the sun when i wake up in the morning

[VERSE II: Hearse Boy]
all this misery, misery, misery
fuck
look at my history
no mystery where I might end up
just shut up
don’t wanna hear it
it’s my decision
may be my last words so just please listen
so long
it’s been torture being here
so gone
getting high been how I cope with fear
same song
and I’m sick of singing it
let me move on
it’s for my benefit but come one come all to my down fall
bear witness to everything that I can’t solve
my therapist made me promise before I end it all
that her phone would be the one I choose to call crying asking
is it really worth it?
what's beneath the surface or behind the curtain
really don’t think I wanna take this any further
made one last attempt to figure out my purpose
I called her phone it said..

[OUTRO: Raindrop Walka & Hearse Boy]
when life gets hard keep on marching on
even if the finish line is far or you have to push the car
keep on marching on

THE NUMBER YOU HAVE DIALED IS NOT IN SERVICE

[VERSE I: Romeo da Black Rose]

finding love in all the wrong places
shuffling through pretty faces
i'm glad you had a nice time but right now i need my space bitch
i don't wanna waste your time, and i definitely don't wanna waste mine
if i don't feel the vibe, i'll curb you like a stop sign
i been going through some shit
i guess i'm getting used to it
i been going through some shit
i guess i'm getting used to it
i used to doubt my usefulness
she a bad bitch and her ass thick
she gon turn me into a sad simp
another habit
goddamn
i'm such an addict
i always gotta have it
one more time for validation
watch me turn into a rabbit

[VERSE II: Yung Heath Ledger]

what do ya know?
it's young wetto riding with a hoe
that bitch before?
she was tripping 
had to let her go
eenie meenie
miney moe
now he finger froze
i was sold when I showed my flaws and she loved me more
used to fucking hate her and she stated that she hate me too
now it’s babe I love you and she saying boy I love you too
still I deal with trauma from this ex in my past
only bitch I know psycho enough to land me in rehab
i ran
40 yard dash with a stash in my pants
now looking back she never had a chance
moving on to better things, bigger dreams
like cumming in pussy and hope my girl has a mini me

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Escape from BABYLON

[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

Sing Me a Lullaby, My Sweet Temptation

$uicideboy$ 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

$UICIDEBOY$ x SHAKEWELL - BIG SHOT CREAM SODA

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[VERSE I: PAPA PINE]

bitch i feel like tungsten
lungs itch from crumbling piff
a dozen blunts lit stuck on my lips
i summon something bloodless from the fucking pits of hell
yeah, i got fungus growing in my stomach because i'm chugging wishes from the wishing well
watch me swell from ingesting infectious hopes and dreams
you will never perfect them
smoking weed while i'm texting affections to your hoe named alexis
adding her to my collection
told her pull up to the 7th
i got one zip of that dumb shit but no protection
now the blunt's lit
she's a punk bitch
to my recollection, pussy like a dungeon
got me mumbling
now i'm flexing at the function
G*59 we run shit

[VERSE II: GERM]

ran up on 'em with the terror squad
i swear to god
up north, i'm off the snow with a bad lil' hoe
my woes with me on that rambo flow
kick down the door
we don't knock
we send shots
touchdown
i got the pack
roll that sit back
no lack
trusty burner relax on my lap
i got yo bitch on my dick
audemaur wrist so slick
dripping all wet on my shit
i wish a nigga would come claim his bitch
i got flame for that shit
respect ain't shit
yall niggas ain't shit
this shit is sickening
never stopping, DN$ the limitless
running, ruling i need infinite
aw shit
roll my dope
bang hoes with my bros
roll that motherfucking ghetty green, a nigga tryna smoke.

[VERSE III: $LICK $LOTH]

seven grams in the raw cone
fuck boy, it's my dick you can jump off
oh lord, i just popped me a xan bar
hold court when i ride with the pistol grip
talk shit to a fat bitch, make her feel average
bet sensei one stack if he smashed
woke up in the AM i heard that he passed it
migo and meth and lil germ hit her backwards
northside shawty got the 40 and the gaudy
purgatory is where i reside
east side of highway fifty nine
west side that m i crooked letter crooked letter i p p i
we don't see time
we don't decline, but we stay high
shadows under them street lights
keep hoes out of my sight
germ said he got that potent
ruby told meth to roll it
know we keep the best of green, so you know i'm smoking

DIRTIERNASTIERSUICIDE

$UICIDEBOY$ x GERM - OBEY THE WALRUS

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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

$UICIDEBOY$ x GERM - SLIP ON A BANANA CLIP

[VERSE I: SLICK SLOTH]

playa haters surround me like vultures on a dead body
get the fuck from 'round me, ain't tryna be yo' fuckin' friend 
white boy with the nappy hair
bought the platinums, nah, not double-O, bruh
bunch of all you thirsty
thirty somethin' motherfuckin' bald head headass
won't get off this playa nuts
test yo' luck, might catch slugs
this that middle finger up
shit, fuck a bitch
and fuck you too for thinkin' we would not make it
tell me, really (How does it feel?)
if you were in the field believin' the vision that we living
fuck the fluxes of competition, we got the leverage (How does it feel?)
fuck you punks, we stock weapons
47s, .45s, TECs, poles on deck
cut throat, boy
there's more than one reason that I'm a—

[VERSE II: Ruby da Cherry]

broke boy ain't broke
i got a lot of fucking bread now
i've seen the globe
muffaletta loaf sitting in the right and left pockets
but my pockets got a lot of fucking holes
leave a trail of the crumbs for them fuckboys to follow
yeah fill up that hollow stomach with my sorrow
tomorrow ain't promised - a tough pill to swallow
but roxycodone ain't a tough pill to snort
it's a tough pill to kick
always fall short
standing tall with my vice
fuck yall for the sport
the money the bitches the fame
feeling like a hoard
now i'm smoking more ports
and i'm closer to death than i was when i was poor
cooking pizza in the kitchen
passing out on the couch
i'll die from being bored
sing a sadass song with just 4 chords
oh lord
sing a sadass song
another death in the 7th ward
oh lord
sing a sadass song for yung $now 
putting in hours at the morgue
sing a sadass song for another tally on the sword
blizzard storm when i mourn

UNLUCKY ME

$UICIDEBOY$

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