It’s unique how they make a whole sentence for their title.

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KILL YOURSELF Part X: The Resurrection Saga

DURANGO '95 (A REAL HORROR $HOW)

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$outh $ide $uicide

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My Liver Will Handle What My Heart Can't

TULANE

SHATTERED AMETHYST

VINCENT VAN GOGH AIN'T GOT SHIT ON ME

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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

Now the Moon's Rising

GUTTING CATFISH

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[VERSE 1: 7th Ward Charizard]

clouds approach as i move through towns and quote
latin texts found under Rome
swarming storms
i'm forming horns
i'm pouring O's in styrofoam
ignoring hoes i might go home
torn in two the guts get thrown
them blunts get blown
afford it on my own
spend some money now i'm broke
i ain't worried bout it though
i'll get some later down the road
root of all that's evil i know
666 times for my soul
slit my wrist i'm sinking low
lit my list i'm burning slow
wish for bliss and turn to stone

[Verse 2: LIL REMAINS]

one time for the projects
two times for the 7th Ward
3's up for the misfits
$uicide we can't be ignored
smoke I be blowing put holes in the ozone
ruby times $lick we smoke out to the O gone
couple xanbars got me calling to post pone
this bitch who wanna fuck but I can't cuz I'm so gone
unknown to the world you see
praised to by the 6 feet deep
run up if you wanna
keep a weapon on me
looking for the right one
i'm the one you seek
slash, slash
cut, cut
cock back
buck buck
claim that you was rough but now you all shot up
said that you was tough but now you all roughed up
triple 6 killers and they all fuck ups

Dark Side of the Clouds

AITE, BET.

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[VERSE 1: $LICK SLOTH]

windows down with a frown
ash on my jeans
been up eating beans
these scenes keep on flashin' inside of my head
but I’d rather be dead
got no bread
out of meds
i can’t find no tranquility
put me out of my misery
insomnia drivin' me mental, so I put it on a front like golds on my dental
my lifes accidental
at the drop of a pencil
i might flash out and shoot every motherfucker while I’m drivin a rental
oh no don’t tempt me
i ain’t slept in six weeks
haven’t ate since wednesday
god damn I’m empty

[VERSE 2: YUNG SLUMBER]

i fall asleep but I don't want to rise out of bed
escape to my dreams I know some of them wet
the sun shinin bright as I open my eyes and then close up the blinds and wish that I was dead
some people wanna call me a pussy
some people wanna call me a bitch
some people wanna tell me that it ain’t that bad
lift up that chin
i wonder what they’d say after I slice my wrists
2 slits I’m gone in the endless abyss
one way street and i need a fucking lift
if sleep is the cousin of death I guess me and $lick counting sheep until' we out of breath I mean shit
po-pourin' my emotions into a styrofoam cup
gulping it down til' I don’t give a fuck

AM/PM

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[VERSE 1: YUNG $CARECROW]

bitches at my burial
trying to touch
$lick so grey no running blood
skull 2 feet he's covered up with dead vines, crows, and liquid Tuss
suicidal holocaust
for the dead i shed a tear
cut fuck boys from ear to ear
you never see me creeping near
triple six
lord infamous
dedicate my soul to he
the scarecrow that had birthed me
screaming Ricky RIP
creep like Koopsta
trizzy trick
the devil's playground in my head
live through me until i am dead
new orleans born but memphis bred

[VERSE 2: YUNG MUTT]

i know motherfuckers wanna be grey
burn a cig in your wrist cauterize your fuckin vein
what a shame fuck boy think he know the game but he don't know shit
cut off his head hand his body to $lick
told him "Do something with this"
burn it into ash
no, put him in a ditch
put him in the trash
even in death he ain't shit
bitch boy didn't even make the motherfucking list
and still Ruby ceases to exist
a whisper in the wind
a whisper on your bitch's lips
spill two drinks for the demons and sins 
i committed to nothing but i committed nonetheless
six wishes for death
holding my breath i got six digits
no seventh number except for my residence
bitch i'm not heaven sent not sent to heaven
got sixes and crucifixes
praisethedevil

praisethedevil

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[VERSE I: RUBY DA CHERRY]

double up the cup i think i'm overflowing
ocean loaded
ashing gold
i'm fucking sold
the devil stole my fucking soul
yet i'm still cold 
hell froze
snow leopard/hoe repeller
turn a blizzard into fucking armageddon
engine revving
7 wars up in the 7th ward but i'm number 11
attention getter
grey barrette
slain ya whole gang in the motherfucking cellar
Κλείστε την πόρτα then i penetrate your γυναίκα
the demon ingestor i swerve off and total my Tesla

[VERSE II: YUNG SCARECROW]

pop the trunk
watch me flex
shoot a motherfucker with the AK next
rather now than later cause i want to meet death
can't scare a motherfucker even if you got lead
flies chomp
welcome to the feast
hit I-12 grab Ruby from the east
snort a bag of dope
shoot the rest in my feet
gold on my teeth it's the beast of the leash
fuck
sheesh
RIP
any motherfucker want to come and try me
6 blades
6 bullets
now you 6 feet deep
scarecrow, scarecrow
now you starting to scare me
fuck you
bitch i'm from the levees where the water ain't steady
riding 20s on a chevy
shake all the leaves when my feet hit the ground
i see that you pussy boy don't make a sound

Grey Sheep II

THE NAIL TO THE CROSS [PROD. DIRTY VANS / SAMPLE BY ZODIAC MASSACRE]

“Novus Ordo Seclorum” is the Bonus Track on Dark Side of the Clouds and details Ruby’s painfully misanthropic verse where he adopts a high-pitched singing voice.

The phrase “Novus Ordo Seclorum” (Latin for “New order of the ages”) is the second of two mottos that appear on the back of the Great Seal of the United States and is printed on the back of the United States one-dollar bill. This phrase is synonymous with the “New World Order” conspiracy.

LYRICS:

[Verse 1: YUNG CHRIST]
Blood stained fabric, cotton up in an addict
Life so tragic, seem like death is attractive
You step up into the minds of the crime-infested youth
Ain't no jobs, ain't no stop to this police abuse
So we kill, drill, OD popping pills
Fantasize a steal when you went home without a meal
Welcome to the grave, no debate
*59, 666, the Grey
No escape from my fate, bitch, I'm ready to die today


[Verse 2: PRINCE MONONOKE THE FROZEN SHOGUN]
Fuck the police and judges
Fuck the priest and Gods judgin'
Fuck the state and the public
I wanna see tall skyscrapers crumbling
We all meet the shovel, don't have to act humble
Distance myself from the huddle—nothing but trouble
Find me a nice quiet place in the jungle
Keep it lowkey, keep it subtle
Only a couple allowed in my bubble
Puddle of blood the result of the hustle
Cuddle my drugs by the bundle
My frontal lobe constantly struggle, uh

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