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[Verse 1: Lil Famine]

smoke lines on my face from the cigarettes always burning
combination of the drugs and the chronic got me slurring
it's that don't fear no busta
187 a sucka
kill a motherfucker
climbing out of nothing
me love to kill a rat
me smoking on a sack
turn me into psychopath
chomp chomp
eat another xan
me don't fear no man that can bleed like i can
rag on my face like i am taliban
this lean is the ocean and i am the sandman
hold up let me glo up
ruby with the stance while my eyes steady rolling
oozing get the bands while i stick up and i hold em
screaming "fuck the man" when the middle fingers go up
that redrum that redrum
written all on my bedroom

[Verse 2: The $uicidal $hepherd]

i been picking flies off the eyelids of sinners' kids
coming to claim your religion
opinion formed by television
never listen to the voices inside of your fucking head
i died and now i'm dead
what is life when you're in debt yo the reaper?
fuck a hole dig deeper whether it is in the ground or spread apart by bitch's fingers
let me linger
hook, line, and sinker
trained by the teacher
raped by the preacher
not saved by the leader
put a blade to his neck
told him "run away and never look back. that's a threat"
then i turned to the flock and said "you're no longer oppressed"
but they follow me anyway
never taught to think for themselves
belt tied around my neck
i'm the $uicidal $hepherd
$now Leopard bounce a check
hot boy bitch i'm peppered
never gave a fuck what i bitch boy got to say
he can never levitate from out his motherfucking grave

Eternal Grey

SAY CHEESE AND DIE

DIRTIERNASTIER$UICIDE DROPS FEB 21

[VERSE I: NORTHSIDE SHAWTY]

it's that gutter motherfucker from the northside
gold up on my teeth i got the frost bite
still up in my hood but my bands right
smokin' rock tar out the glass pipe
swervin' while i'm passin' up the red lights
couple xannax in me
need my mind right
everybody say goodnight to the bad guy
i'm from a place in the dark where the dead die
fuck your motherfuckin' camera if you (cash me ousside)
when it comes to heaven's gates you can (cash me ousside)
$lick rick how i pimp on a bitch how bow dah
slit wrist drip drip til i end
$UICIDE

[VERSE 2: PAPA PINE]

frozen posted with a script bottle open
drippin' like a faucet broken
you think that you the fuckin' wave?
i got the ocean flowin'
you think that you won't catch the fade
yung $now be fuckin' lokin'
turn your head to marmalade then light a blunt i'm fuckin smokin
chokin
i got 10 i'm bout to hang
pussy boy claim that he mispoke and now he boastin third coast
i'm dirty south i'm swangin' blades just like a fuckin frozen shogun
sip a spell 
some muddy potion
pull up and i flood the function
got a bag i leave it close and money come and go
sometimes you broke
sometimes you loaded
i feel so broke i need to get loaded
fuck you
always been my slogan
curvin hoes and blowin o's
i'm slowly rollin' potent
gonna overdose
at least i'm hopin

[VERSE: BEER CAN DAN]

bags to get
only select few fuck the rest
big ass rude lil bitch
swallow the stick
30 round sack left her wet
bags of cess
hit the button for the top on the 'vette
bet that hoe ain't never seen nun like this
big pun rocks on my wrist
i bet you love me bruh
you look just like me
fuck
back to back sluts
no fucks
just sucks
at ease boy catch up
front of saks
5 fifths
smoke sac
i just wanna dab
too much passion kiss my ass
pull of in the jag
gucci my v guts
can't be touched
came in broken pick me up
young niggas out here know wassup
back up the coupe
big boof
neck bein thrown she the truth
bow down salute
ski mask tucked tight
weak ass crumb gimme the loot

DIRTIERNASTIER$UICIDE

$UICIDEBOY$ x GERM - TREAT 'EM LIKE A PROSTITUTE

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[VERSE I: GERM]
I just might ride with your bitch
Told her i loved her
Lying like shit
I'm still boolin' tho
Bleedin' concrete
Snortin' oxys
Feelin' god body like who gon stop me now?
Runnin' round while blowin' pound after pound
See me now?
Get hip
Get it now
I'm gone til november
Got into pickin' pockets kinda often
Big ass gas bag
Passenger side of the cadillac
Seat slightly sat back
On my side i got my baghdad
Hotel hoppin'
Bombin' back back
Dynamite in the gucci napsack
Ruckus in the church
Jesus meet this heathen he kinda hurt
Buzzin' im loud
Never stoppin' til they stick me in the dirt

[VERSE II: $LICK $LOTH]
Took a benzo
Wrote a manifesto
Yung hot boy straight from the ghetto
Yung $carecrow dyin' where the wind blows
Cut throat motherfucker robbin' when my ends low
$outh $ide $uicide
Wanna ride in the caddy like do or die
Formaldehyde leakin' drippin' down all my eyes
Terrified when you see me creepin' in the night
Ride like no limit in '96
Stunt like i'm wayne on the carter 6
Now i got money to get a fix
Now my old ex wanna be my bitch
This that motherfuckin' gospel
Kanye i'm a motherfuckin' monster
Cock back, put the barrel in your tonsil
$uicide, bitch, we the council

[VERSE III: YUNG $NOW]
Yung $now spent a fat check
Pull up cause i'm pickin' up a hoe in a black dress
Silk sheets on the mattress match the blood type o on the hatchet
Match the hunnid spokes when i whip it lookin' like the cadillac bent
Lookin' like a car accident
Spilled my guts and i spilled my cup
Lean on my liver i ain't sippin' it up
Hollow out a fuck boy skull so i can sip in peace my g
Don't follow me cause bad shit happens with germ and $lick
That makes three
Sad to see these casualties
They lack the seeds
No matchin' me
These bags of weed
Yeah, that's for free
We trash the scene no gasoline

DIRTIERNASTIERSUICIDE

$UICIDEBOY$ x GERM - HERE WE GO AGAIN

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

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

I Don't Want to Die in New Orleans

FUCKALLOFYOU2K18

[VERSE I: LIL CUT THROAT]

You mother fucker’s pitiful 
I’m too sick of you
I’m a walking visual
You boys refillable
Unforgivable, once you cross me hoe
Now you a mother fucking stain to Lil Cut Throat [pop]

Let the gun bang
Nuts hang
Drug game ain’t the same
“$avage” tatted on my face
GREY Ape
Reason why we hot box
Fuck a badge
Fuck a cop
Even if the ‘K hot
Watch me bust on any block
Northside Knotty
Scope on the shotty
Semi-blow ya body
Tony gripping on the Tommy bitch

I bite the head off a bat like I’m Ozzy
You got a problem mother fucker?
Come and try me
I’m nothing like what you punk boys wanna embody
North, north
East side
Five nine
Tony grippin’ Tommy...
Fuck around
End up get ya body autopsy
I be that walking zombie
Bath salts
Eating bodies
3 choppas and a shotty
Shooting everybody

Cigarette wet
Bumping Boosie Bad Azz
On them drugs, Jiggin’
Jaws locked - clinching
Trigger finger itching
If you think I’m kiddin’...
Smoke leaking from the sticky that we smoking boy
Fuck a backwoods
Swishers what I use boy
Smoke what I choose
Do what I wanna do
Mother fuck you
And your punk friends too, you bitch


[VERSE II: RUBY DA CHERRY]

blunt lit lungs itch bitch i like the sting

smokin potent thinkin im the chosen one bitch im a king

i can hear my dead homies sing

now my eyes always hurtin wipin tears with diamond rings



hol up fuck boy

who the fuck said we cool

man i quit smokin wit hypebeasts back in 2002

what it do

motherfucker ima fool

ruby da cherry is ghoulin with goblins

if you got a problem then you betta move

from the womb to the tomb

bustin out early bustin out soon

black out the city bitch im back on the 30s

in bout 20 minutes we’ll be on the moon uh



drugs got me fucked up

sluts got me drugged up

fuck 

slap my face against a pill to crush it up

government id

helps get me high

seein stars in the mirror like im lookin with a bright beam

lime green paint but the rims lookin spike lee

mighty sloppy might be cocky

an i in the right scene?

highly unlikey and im willin to fuckin bet





leave a pussy wet

then i leave a pussy wet

im a fuckin vet

im a motherfuckin threat

G59 the set

G59 will make you sweat

i dont give a fuck is my fuckin epithet

lace up my nike decades

meet me at heavens gate

7th ward by the lake til my death

I Want to Die In New Orleans

CARROLLTON

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[VERSE I: LIL OOZING]

back from the dead like i'm jesus
skip to the next track if you think that we are facetious
ruby da cherry ripe for the season
$uicideboy$
yeah we still breathing
i'm the black sheep of this music industry shit
used to be a flock of us but now the flock's depleting
7th Ward Charizard
i'll melt the ice you claim was freezing
cause i was born in april i'm that shiny diamond heathen
yall fuck boys who claim they push keys are deleted
them fuck boys who claim they got swag are competing for the same Gucci sweater that i been had the receipt bitch
i'm the fucking wave
yall just stuck in a bed in a room on a cruise throwing up because you're seasick
while your bitch is cheating on you i'm the one who beating
i'm just saying yall think that i'm playing but i ain't got a reason to
'98 benz coupe looking like pikachu
'99 benz coupe looking like beetlejuice
whatever
who gives a fuck i still feel like a teen recluse
bout to give these needles use
numb me up

[VERSE II: LIL CIG]

hear no evil see no evil speak no evil
find myself speaking to ghost's a bit more often now
devils die too
lucifer bound for the ground
get some money and watch how many hands come reaching out
lit up my cigarette
another accident
fuck anybody that thinks i'm a saint
fuck anybody that wants me to change
no one changes ever
that's why my glocks on the dresser
and if i'm keeping it real
i'm never ever lacking
mother fuckers know that slick ain't never ever slacking
whether the shogun or the 9 mm
they be knowing scrimmy keeping the heater
none the less
still got people up my ass
i smoke a cigarette and laugh
kettles calling pots black
but sometimes i get violent
silent
the fuck i'm supposed to do
when cut throat's always the problem
that's why cut throat cut throats with the sharp blade though
got my faygo on easter
signed germ
said "ball like the lakers"
DN$ III
they know they scared of it
$UICIDE DEAD BOYS
keep a tribe with me
G59 don't give a fuck boy

FUCK THE INDUSTRY

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[VERSE I: YUNG $LUMBER]

back on that fucking dope
smacked i'm bout to make a toast
raise a glass to a room full of all my dead friends ghosts
they loudly shouting
pounding fists
yelling "yo is this a joke? you vowed to quit. renounce this shit. bitch you trying to overdose?"
i look up and stare at a table with empty chairs
i ain't able to move
i'm scared this is fatal
ain't prepared for my betrayal's consequences
broke a promise and i get it
i'm a failure
i'm a fuck up
yet i'm unapologetic

[HOOK: YUNG $LUMBER]

save me from this hell
let me rest in peace
another death shy of living a long life
raise your head up high
don't forget to say goodbye because when it's your time
it's too late you can't rewind
we live only to die
we live only to die

[VERSE II: SLICK SLOTH]

I been long gone
look for the soul in my eye and you see none
broken down to my last over my own blood
woke up on the worst side of the bed and didnt wanna get out
ouch
i can only speak about the shit that i'm thinking about
i'm worried about my crippled mother and father
my maw maw and her liver
lenny almost no longer living
and little brothers i can give better lives
still not right i'm still wrong
got my will done
i'm long gone

LONG GONE (SAVE ME FROM THIS HELL)

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[VERSE I: LIL MURDER]

i am GOD
motherfuckers better bow down
dead bodies all around
100 rounds drown
smell it in the air every time i'm fucking round town
lay em down
one by one i pick em off without sound
cock the hammer back
brain splat
hauled off on a bloody mat
chain snatched
i like the way it shines when i'm back in black
blood diamonds glisten 
hear the victims yell
got the choir singing all the songs of fucking hell
as i hear the voices swell
i know the demons wish me well
bath salts in the nose
feel like eating a fucker's face
now i'm speeding in the Bronco like it 1998
take away the cameras mother fucker
now it's war time
behind enemy lines
PTSD just means i'm high
bring me life
bring me life
so i can end it on my own time
meeting the reaper
all day trying to take me off the front line
i just want some peace of mind
sick and tired of feeling tired

[VERSE II: 7TH WARD LORD]

i declare war
armageddon let it swarm
i bring the fucking storm
bury me in uniform
units form under the rising sun
G59 the tide has come
wash the blood unite as scum
fill the air with tyrant dust
tonight we die
grey flags wave em high
point your guns up at the sky
yelling we know god has died
palm trees drip with fucking fire
smoke and ash all in my eyes
its war time all the fucking time
now who wanna die?
follow me we can see the other side
and if anyones in the way rip out their spine
leave em behind and repeat til we die
GREYFIVENINE army we bleed til we're dry
enemies nothing enemies
kill em all
burn it all down
no new friends with
piss on their graves and then claim it's our legacy
we were all doomed written in our destiny
peace? there will never be
at least until i am deceased
underneath the ground
shoot off a round
watch me bleed
got the lead separating my head
tag my feet
bury me in the sea and try not to forget me
i'll become a ghost and haunt you daily
taunt you til you remember me daily

WAR TIME ALL THE TIME

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[VERSE I: RUBY DA CHERRY]

ruby rarely rap about stacking up cash
probably why my wall is missing platinum plaques
from depression to profession it happened so fast
took some dabs last night
now i'm back to no wax
always got to get fucked up i can't last one day without fucking it up
fuck it i'll consume whatever
pills are better whenever the going gets tought
i'll bash in my casket
climb in and laught until the grass is growing through my skull
walk into the CVS with vvs's dripping on my chest
bright white lights make the diamonds flex
but they also reveal my face without a mask
oh what a mess
looking for a reason but i want to rest

[VERSE II: LIL CIG]

lil slick jump in the bitch
tell me do we got a problem?
emo bitch sucking dick
punk rappers
yeah they all flodgers
smoking dope 
los angeles in a corvette
knock it out the park like a fucking dodger
got the .45 on me and all time
bullet with your name
bullet with mine
why mine?
for the sake of $UICIDE
you see anybody riding with me in the chevy?
i ain't think so
stay solo stay dolo
lights go dim
low key i'm all alone and sit on a throne of illusion
every drug i'm on i start abusing

KREWE DU VIEUX (COMEDY & TRAGEDY)

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[VERSE I: YUNG PLAGUE]

straight out of hell
ring the bells
plague is here to stay
roaches and locust they cover me
no halo hovering
follow me in your grave
ain't got no patek because i'll be here until the end of fucking time
thy kingdom come, thy will be done
and still you wonder who am i?
i am the devil's son borned and raised
preaching $UICIDE
googly eyes
tell me more
okay
praise the fucking devil
god can suck my dick
i scorch the plains
making mountains crumble
glaciers melting
oceans swelling
i'm lord of the flames
wait a fucking minute i got more to say
threatening swordplay
some would say nay because the tip of my swrod blade is dipped in chlordane
yung pague breaking fortes
scarecrow in the corn maze
haunting board games
for war we pray
plague is cold in norway
hanging from the doorframe with sores and stains
for war we pray
7th ward the grey
for war we pray

[VERSE II: LIL CHOPPA]

death is inevitable
the fucking scarecrow
walking on his tip toes on your blood stained wood floor
you know mr. typical
hearing the fucking voices through my window
begging to be dead
but no worries
just like chucky, cut throat got the blade and the knife
may thy rise for the yung christ
never even died
my father has forsaken i
i'm still $UICIDE until i die
it's an eye for an eye
speaking of I
I... (someone help me out)
I see the reaper having a busy season
it's getting harder to watch from the bleachers
the father of evil like Knievel
ruby and i stay jumping over people
xanax eating
close to lethal
cigarette breathing
junkie used to needles
so i grew up a fuck up
load the nine up
my time's up

10,000 DEGREES

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[VERSE I: YUNG MUTT]

used to smoke crack now i count fucking racks
mack daddy smack licking a powder bag
back on my bullshit 
white benz coupe fit 3 in the back and that's not including your bitch, too
shit
mutt hit the blunt like a bum
slick in the cut with a cut
no we never gave a fuck
here i come suck it up
bitch i'm fucked
lead in the brain i got tar in the lungs
threads full of stains in my car fucking slumped
nothing to gain i got nothing but bad fucking luck
lean the seat back as i swerve and i crash
yeah theres blood mixed with glass as my dreams turn to black
i'm ash
put em in the back
no strap in the backpack
just a bunch of trash
told zac:
if we ever fell off with G59 or FTP let's just be terrorist n blow up on NBC

[VERSE II: TONY WIT DA TOMMY]

this for any pussy boy wanna act up
find yourself dead with no guts
voice in my head saying "kill yourself"
so
so
so i wrote a note
hot boy turned cold
to whom it may concern
fuck you and the world
nurse these xanax
anxiety on panic
fuck
fuck
FUCK
i got to go
i got a 60 pack waiting at home
feel like a zombie
i'm all alone
everyone clones
please tell your bitch to stop hitting my phone
before i put the .45 at your dome lil bitch
hollow tips to the whole motherfucking game
hollow tips gonna insert in my brain

BRING OUT YOUR DEAD

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[VERSE I: Ruby da Cherry]
dirty ass air max 95s when i step
i regret nothing bitch
dont give a fuck about respect
dont give a fuck bout what you think of me
im sick of fucking stress
ill rob myself in public just so i can get a blue check
keep a hoe in check make sure she keepin track of all the checks
only way she fuckin wit me
now i wish that hoe the best
$UICIDE i got my set
euthanized im off the Tec
who am i?
well take a guess
i got the blade against your neck pressed

[VERSE II: LIL REMAINS]

Eyes red as mother fucking blood
Victim in the tub
Roxy 30 getting crushed
Drop two sticks up in my mud
Raw dog dirty dick a bitch
Slip up on them opiates
Hold up
I milli rock on any cop
When that Chevy hit the block
Let the chains swang
Platinum teeth
Might retire any minute...
Soulja rag
Souls tennis
Whole world bitches
Fuck who hears it
Ruby & $lick still bending corners till the coroner
Fuck your press
Fuck who’s next
Fuck your cypher
And awards, too.
You a mascot
We really represent the ridiculed
You mother fucking bitch!

HUNG UP ON THE COME UP

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[Verse I: Oddy Nuff]

Lasting longer than a prison sentence
Oddy Nuff stay reinventing
reinvented demon presence
now my presence deemed offensive
pull up in front the entrance screaming "Someone grant my death wish!
I don't get this fucking life
bitches make my head itch
haven't slept a wink all fucking night
trying to win by losing twice
I can't pick one soothing vice cause I'm a heathen hooked for life
refuse advice
choose $UICIDE
Grey *59 is you and I
we must stay unified
we've always been the losing side

[Verse II: Slick Sloth]

Lucifer coming straight out of hell
slow down
Slickity Sloth that butterfly turning back to a moth
woah now
stay depressed suicidal
homicidal and such
so fuck off and don't ask me about no fucking drugs
who else wouldn't try to numb up?
fuck rap
fuck money
fuck all your companies
take the strap - reload
now death is my company
no more people who judging me
old fake ass industry
now peace is my company
slick sloth is six feet deep

Live Fast, Die Whenever

$UICIDEBOY$ x TRAVIS BARKER - SOUR GRAPES

VERSE I: Lil Remains]

still riding with my devils
ain't shit changed
gun to my temple
sharpen up the blade
feel the motherfucking phonk like it's '93
grim reaper in a jeep when i hit the streets
motherfuckers better hide
better duck quick
it's the sandman
better run
shift back to my old ways, old days
pill bottles in the cabinet
i can't feel my face

[HOOK: Lil Remains]

baby
fuck what they say
full of drugs
can't feel my face
x2

[VERSE II: Lil Remains]

Dope in a bag
brown-yellow rock
they don't know slick
they don't know the block
tell me what you want?
Tec or the Wok?
say the world is yours
got your world in my sock
hoes tryna fuck
hoes tryna lock
eat that bitch's box
suck my dick and give me top
how could I forget?
medicating with Gelatto
car sports model and my gun is semi-auto
lately trip a lot
lately sip a lot
scripts from my doc
finesse him like a cop

[HOOK] x1

[VERSE III: Yung Maraschino]

Three houses, 2 cars
I'm a boss
facts
spent a hunny thou sucking all my snot back
fucking ducking
that's a small quack
blowing out a broad's back
I can't fucking cum because my dick is numb and all that
fall back
I'ma call back (psyche)
where my dogs at?
lining up the chalk fat
yeah, her ass left
but she brought it back
shawty pointing at that shit
so I bought her that

[HOOK: Yung Maraschino]

baby
fuck what they say
full of drugs
can't feel my face
baby
fuck what they say
next time they talk
I'ma fuck their face

[VERSE IV: Yung Maraschino]

reach into my pocket
yeah, I fucking got it
oooh that shit was fire like the bottom of a rocket
blunt full of gossip
just so I don't vomit
never play it cautious
could give a fuck if I lost it
fuck a 4
yeah, gimme 30 o's
it's time to fucking go
it's time to fucking go

[HOOK]

[OUTRO: Yung Maraschino]

I can't stop now
what's the point?
I can never calm down
x2

BIZARRO

[VERSE I: Northside Shorty]

Hot boy off the north with the tats on his face
run, run, run, find a place where you safe
far from grace
in my maze where I play
pray on your faith when they claim that they saved
laugh in your face
trying to jump home boy?
you might want to refrain
keys to the gate
talking hell, little bitch, and you ain't gonna escape
hold up
jump out with the glock cocked
going non-stop
aim the red dot
shoot a mother fucker dead where he laying
ain't stopping until the gun lock
mother fucker out my box
head been knocked by the worst kind
gorilla from the 59
I'm a psycho
check my bloodline

[VERSE II: Southside Shorty]

all of these bitches afraid of me
and all of these fuckboys - they hate on me
so just to sum it up
basically, i really couldn't give less of a fuck
I'm from the era of terror
the product of financial pressure
social conformity
religious error
mention the devil
they'll fuck off forever
the new millennium brought nothing better
I wanna see blood stains on the grill of the Mustang
couple pills just to numb the pain
six roads, one way
flames arrise
burned my eyes
I'm late for judgement day

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