how this one only have 4.8 mil? other songs on this album sound like some depressing lil peep shit.

Different Breed

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[VERSE I: Lil Oozing]
living on this earth is parallel to living in hell
i can't seem to break the spell
detach my soul and separate my cells
let my spirit dwell inside another realm
throw my lifeless body down the haunted wishing well
my carcass starts to swell
the explanation's that i fell
at the hour of my death make sure they swing from broken bells
wipe the blood off of my face but leave the stains on my lapel

[VERSE II: Lil Hurt]
horrifying images on replay in me mind
come take a walk with me and see the other side
counting down the days until me sacrifice
secret seances me feel the poltergeist
come and play down by the river
got 59 killers in masks
scarecrow deliver the pull of a trigger
while you fucking die and i laugh
hear the sounds
demons surround
swell from the ground
feel the flames
we drown in pain
let's die in vain, mane

Long Term Effects of SUFFERING

DEGENERATION IN THE KEY OF A MINOR

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[VERSE I: Lil 2/3rds]
benzo, enzo, rari the pedal that's on my feet
push it to the floor
i just know where i wanna be
in your house
in your room
don't look under the bed
northside on the map
i won't rest til i'm dead
running down the street with a 9 in my hand
put it up to his head
tell him "i don't play fair"
empty the clip
end your life in a second
christ be the king
you gon leave with a blessing
empty the shells
hear a pin drop
scrimmy bipolar
flip and i flop
switch it up quick
fuck every last enemy
act like a friend
leave a blade in your kidney
rata the tata 
i let your brains splatter
leaking all over with bloody matter
shirt in my hands
i sit back and i laugh
mental fucking case
closed casket where i sleep
only smoke that crack rock
i don't on tree
banging my veins
put that dirt on my name
devil to blame
middle finger the game
fuck all the fame
it ain't no thang

[HOOK: Lil 2/3rds]
scrimmy insane

[VERSE II: Ruby Rougarou]
all of my enemies end up bending the knee
all my enemies begging me
begging please let me free
as my fist grips the axe i yell "let the bells ring!"
and then swing the blade down
now he's headless but free
ruby been a boss for like ten centuries
i'm the alpha, omega, and every letter between
step on the scene
rest in peace
leave me dead in the street from opiate dependency
codeine and promethazine
bury me up on a hill with evergreen and a creek
not the type to live until i'm fucking 73
pull up in a chevy from '73
who the fuck want war?
i got acres of land protected with weaponry
a bunch of guns in my name
no need for open felonies
accessory to murder with murderous accessories
AK, AR, 12 gauge shotty
.44 magnum and a uzi from the 90s
.38 and a 9 mm in my pant lining
i might cop a .45 and hold that one behind me

[HOOK: Ruby Rougarou]
ruby insane

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[VERSE I: Traphouse Scrim]
i'm back in this bitch like a menace
running these hoes just like tennis
fuck what you thought of my image
blocka blocka blocka blow
semi auto with the scope
i'm back in this bitch with the cult
i'm back in this bitch with the phonk
scrim back in this bitch better know
i'm back and i'm hating and plotting
back and i'm scoping with robbers
come back and then jaws get to dropping
come hard when you step in my yard
scamming
gimme your card
off of a couple them bars
choppa k-k-kicking
auto f-f-spitting
talking a lot of that guala
from the eses to the shottas
lil wetto with yoppas
get my pills straight from the doctor
off of the jump with my shit
offer the dump off my hip
50 shots like i'm back in the crack
smoking that pack off the jack
OD slowly

[VERSE II: Spooky da Scary]
i have become what i hate
sad to say i saw this coming from miles away
too bad that it ain't a race
coughing my lungs out
stuck in last place
always in bad shape
blunt to the face
i want all the smoke
let me get a fucking taste
what the fuck you gotta say?
yung plague untamed
yung plague got nothing to hide
now i've never been one for picking sides, but i choose $UICIDE
yeah i reject almost everything bout this new world
i reject all the people inside
they can run
they can hide
they swim
they can fly
but i'll hunt 'em day and night for the rest of my life just to watch them die
then shed tears like a crocodile
all the while my choppa smiles
bite the bullet
that's not my style
belly full of lead and stomach bile
you thought that your life would be worth while
just another fucking rank-n-file
first came school
then you got a job
now your fucking bitch is walking down the aisle
safe neighborhood for the domicile
redoing the kitchen picking out new tiles
don't touch that fucking dial
let's see what's on TV!
world war III in a couple hours
but at least the house is clean
bodies will be piled for miles and miles
but the maid service was free

BLEACH

LYRICS-
[VERSE I: RUBY DA ARCHANGEL]

when i die auction off all my body parts
lets see what oddy costs
under my skull the shotty's cross
got all these opps on my dick like it's made of metal
making so much money it's like my boss is the devil
she loved me she loves not i done ran out of petals
littered the ground with rose bits ill grip this thorny stem forever
a portrait of my pain an homage to my suffering
same tale i been uncovering
im staining the whole world grey yall get back to coloring
in this mental prison im locked up like a pitbulls jaw

[VERSE II: HALF CIG]

Slickity slickity sloth
Thug Bach
Shoot up the mass
It will B minor
Jabbing my arm no Pfizer
Dick cuffed like it cum with priors
Liars, All around me talking hugs and love
Attaching kisses that come with wishes for death so they can touch my trust
Fuck
That’s some hard mother fucking truth
Still contemplating suicide
Just upgraded a couple coupes
Morally bankrupt
Call a skank up
To pretend she love me
“But I do love you”
hoe don’t talk while you fucking sucking

[RUBY DA ARCHANGEL]: 
uhhhh
should we?
i...
that was a lil short bruh

[HALF CIG]
well 
fuck, bro

[RUBY DA ARCHANGEL]: 
can we?

[HALF CIG]:
i just did 8 bars cuz i thought you said all you had to say

[RUBY DA ARCHANGEL]: 
i got-
i got more shit to say, broke
like...

[HALF CIG]:
well i mean...

[RUBY DA ARCHANGEL]: 
what?
tell me

[HALF CIG]:
they saying you lost touch...

[VERSE III: RUBY DA ARCHANGEL]

who the fuck said ruby done lost his touch?
blame my success on lots of luck
but lots of luck didnt get your bitch unfucked
blame my absense on the fact that my dick got stuck
call me evergreen
your bitched never seemed like she lost touch
begging me she wants her jaw fucked
withdraw from dope before i withdraw my cash
use her tongue to collect ash
for the stash i guess ill smash
pull off in a gle wagon fucked up i might crash
just thoughts and feelings from the half of me that is white trash

[VERSE IV: HALF CIG]

Bitch I cheated death
Ain’t a thing that I can’t do
Manipulation shorty
I could sell ice to Nanook
I could sell ice to the jeweler
I could sell Christ like I’m Judas
Self righteous type of a shooter
Make my life insurance shoot up
Wet screwed up
Product of my environment
My therapist was talking Freud
I rolled my eyes Then fired the bitch
Why would I quit?
My drug of choice is overdosing duhhh
My dick got no limits
I’m master p pimping
And making them bitches say ughhhhh

[OUTRO: RUBY DA ARCHANGEL & HALF CIG]

rain, rain
go away
200 on the dash
watch me hydroplane
gang, gang
gang’s all grey
from new orleans to ottawa
from atlanta to the bay

THE_EVIL_THAT_MEN_DO

everything has its season, live your age, embrace and smile through the pain. use love as your sword and gratefulness as your shield, don't forget to pray and drink your water. With passion- orpheus and monk vishn.

no tomorrow (god fearing)

DIRTY NASTY SUICIDE

$UICIDEBOY$ x GERM - WEST END

PRESENCE OF A LORD

Paid In Full (Prod. RXLVND)

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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

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[VERSE I: BIG GRIEVE]

Make a punk bitch bite the curb
American history X
Burning churches until the dirt
Walk off and throw up the set
Just another Sunday purge, I'm Isis with blades and a neck. throw his body to the herd
This what happens when you flex
Fuck boy, I lace your mama's drink with LSD, gave your sister mescaline, then chased her up and down the street
Never sleep
Stay on the creep to kill you sheep
Mark of the beast
Walking disease
Hell is my theme

[VERSE II: LIL OOZING]

Gimme a cigarette, my nerves is bad
What the fuck your name is, boy?
I never heard of that
Germ is back in the n.o. we made a murder pack
She let out a nervous laugh
Swimming in the deep like where the surface at?
Make the sign of the cross and then I'm skrrtin' in the church's ash
Let me soul escape I'm switching bodies like a hermit crab
Home is where the dirt it at
Lemme circle back to the days when i said "fuck the world"
It's still me versus that
Ruby stuntin' like a circus at

[VERSE III: GERM]

Who that there with all that flare?
Stare into my eyes, I dare you
Ride with the carbon
Pistons in the hood
Ben Wallace with me
Just might shoot you down
Don't make no sound
Big gun sounds get to rushing, bitch
It's nothing
DirtyNasty$uicide
It's you or I
It's do or die
Bitch, it's me
I got hunnids and i heard your tank's on "e."
Boot me down, I stomp you out
Big body bitch hold on my heat
Clap 'em with the ratty just for acting all types
Of cheesy
Better believe me, hoe
Gimme the cheese and dope

$UICIDEBOY$ x GERM - 20TH CENTURION

Gwap House  prod TokeZombie

[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

MEGA ZEPH

[VERSE I: OG Corpse]

The fuck I need with life?
life is what needed me
they looking around for who?
who the fuck gonna save me?
Yung Christ been dodging death
dodging death done became my thing
take my chances with the glock
cock it back and let nina sing
looking out my window
feel my pulse going down
been mixing chemicals trying to find a compound
I don't wanna feel a thing
give me the drugs numb the pain
get away
fuck out my face
you want to switch?
well here's my place
bitch you can take it
how the fuck does it look from my view?
tell me what you thinking
it ain't all that it seems when you got to face it huh?
save lives daily but I can't save me, nah
all that glitters ain't gold
ain't that the saying? 
fuck

[VERSE II: George Washington's AR-15]

catch me at the cemetery visiting my enemies
gripping the machete
glistening it's rinsed and ready
reflecting wishes of death
if mine is selected tonight, I know the devil's sweating
"You have until I count to seven to escape" he threatened
please bury me
under the cherry tree
standing on the floor of my grave pissing on my destiny
rejecting death
gasp for breath
my existence they'll be questioning
ruby back from the dead and better than ever
yeah, I guess we'll see
panoramic views of me whipping the Panamera is infinitely better than me dead and gone 
on Nutella interior leather
chain still swanging
only now it makes my neck hurt
rain or shine
Grey*59 can measure up in any weather

[whispers Indistinctly]

[VERSE I: Black Window]

It's the most wanted
most hated
most haunted
boys that paid the cost
slowly dying but I'm flossing
looking good, ain't he?
boy bounced back from the dead
my business still shady
I still tip toe on the ledge
that shit ain't ever changing
I take my chance riding dirty while speeding
lane swanging
I fucking made it to 30 without my neck breaking
my gun that's holding a 30 that got his legs shaking
meanwhile his girl in the room with my picture masterbating
slowly crawling out the dirt
when it comes to death I like to flirt
my hills have eyes and a smirk
my cuz got blues and he got that syrup, boy

[VERSE II: Duck Boy]

If I keep it up, all these 30s gonna kill me before 30
another day wasted up my nose and it's still early
don't you worry
i'm always in a hurry
so i copped a foreign coupe
riding around town 'til i got to pull up to the court at noon
snort another blue
now i'm feeling sorta blue
nothing new
one of the chosen few
the rest of yall give him some room
it's best if yall didnt assume that he was destined for imminent doom
unless he is ready to get in the tomb
ruby such a bum but he make it look good
trunk in the front
yeah, that's what's under the hood
talking all this shit, mane
i wish yall really would
another million plays, mane
i wish yall really could

ONE LAST LOOK AT THE DAMAGE

sahbabii - squidrific (slowed + reverb)

SEQUEL TO "BEFORE THIS LIFE" 

please enjoy my art. I have too much fun with it.

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