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You ever wake up after a hard night of drinking and your body is asking for some more booze but you ran out and gotta wait till stores open and you’re just trying to distract yourself in a haze and can’t help but hum a tune over and over…the deep bass flute in this song is exactly what that sounds like. Anyways I’m sober 6 months now and so fking grateful for the sanity

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[LYRICS]
Born to lose, took it from the fool, then I bailed out
Ridin' steamer, got a bag, now I'm back
Born to lose, took it from the fool, then I bailed out
Ridin' steamer, got a bag, now I'm back
Born to lose, took it from the fool, then I bailed out
Ridin' steamer, got a bag, now I'm back
Born to lose, took it from the fool, then I bailed out
Ridin' steamer, got a bag, now I'm back
Born to lose, took it from the fool, then I bailed out
Ridin' steamer, got a bag, now I'm back
Born to lose, took it from the fool, then I bailed out
Ridin' steamer, got a bag, now I'm back

[Bridge]
Yeah, bitch, this shit getting deeper and deeper...

[Verse 1: RAMIREZ]
Keep my name up out your mouth unless you wanna fucking die
Look me straight into my eyes and see the devils deep inside
Creeping slowly out the shadows with an Uzi and a Nine
Tucked away inside the flames is where G*59 will reside
Deeply in love with the murder
Lookin' for bodies so I can just hurt 'em
Throwin' they ligaments inside of rivers
I'm pumpin' the Glock, and I'm pulling the trigger
Not giving a fuck about my life, throw me in the pit
Laying inside of a bathtub, let me slit my fucking wrist



[Verse 2: YUNG $CARECROW]
What you want? Run or you duck
Fifty bumps until I'm slumped
Fifty pumps until you done, $carecrow bathin' in the blood
Nicotine smoke in my lungs, 59 bodies in the trunk
They throwing shade, I shoulder shrug
They wanna hate, don't give a fuck
Catch me runnin' with them thugs
My whole mouth filled up with slugs
My whole life involved with drugs
Looking for the right one, you lucked out
From the bottom of the darkness, bodies dead in the street
I can show you God is dead, come take a walk with me, hoe

[Verse 3: 7TH WARD LORD]
The devil in me got an easy job
Demons in my head, I must confess they speak in tongues
Speaking of my lungs, they seeping blood from chiefin' blunts
7th Ward hot boy, choppa drums
Dragon breathin' in the sun
Reaper cheatin' me, but I'm resisting existence for fun
Diamonds gleaming in the flame, Ruby untamed
A pistol whippin' piston, pistol whip a pussy just for fun
Just for fun, I got a blade I call K.O
I cut them guts like you a slut


[Outro: Buckshot]
Born to lose, took it from the fool, then I bailed out
Ridin' steamer, got a bag, now I'm back
Born to lose, took it from the fool, then I bailed out
Ridin' steamer, got a bag, now I'm back
Born to lose, took it from the fool, then I bailed out
Ridin' steamer, got a bag, now I'm back
Born to lose, took it from the fool, then I bailed out
Ridin' steamer, got a bag, now I'm back

g.r.e.y.g.o.d.s.ii

$UICIDEBOY$ x RAMIREZ Gorilla Warfare

Gorilla Warfare

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Polluted Paradise (feat. $uicideboy$) [Prod. $crim]

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[Verse 1: $crim]

'96 Impala with a bottle full of Roxys
know i got suboxone when i run out from the popping
drug addicted
I admit it
i said before i ain't trying to quit it
codeine, codeine
got it dripping on my shirt from sloppy sipping
popping some percs and some vicodins
leaning back hoping that life would end
again and again
that's everyday
everyday
fuck a rehab i just wither my life away
grey forever 
drug possessors
 my life expectancy up on the dresser

[Verse 2: Yung $lumber]

pathetic
i need anesthetics
i ain't energetic
all these drugs never regret
i guess it's genetic
it ain't my aesthetic
that's fucking generic
$uicide the epidemic
make the kids quit academics
take drugs until you're epileptic
call the paramedics
depression magnetic
i'm anti-kinetic
fucking apathetic
again, i'm pathetic
just move on without me and then fucking forget it
though i moved on but i keep forgetting

Eternal Grey

IT'S HARD TO WIN WHEN YOU ALWAYS LOSE

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[VERSE I: YUNG MUTT]

i'm the type of person to burn alive while on a sinkin' ship
flickin' ash out of my lash
i know what yall been thinkin' bitch
$UICIDE
fuck 'em all
i'm drench in gasoline and lit
then $lick will tell yall fuck boys grab a broom and gon and sweep the shit
i don't give a fuck about the internet
motherfuck the illusion
yall confused
don't get my image yet
666 for life
grey my fuckin' army stripes
yall keep flossin'
yall keep ballin'
all yall caught up in a net

[VERSE II: LIL CUT THROAT]

call your patrol man
i've been programmed to fear no man
you see these tats all on my face? 
i don't have no care 
i walk around in any city like my home there
you want war, motherfucker, but yet to declare
hop on a chariot
ridin' through heaven
i'm aiming a .45 at your god
$carecrow the scariest
cut throat the deadliest 
frozen $hogun at my side
every night rise and die
grey five nine the parasites
who am i? anti-christ
the one who makes hades flames ignite


[VERSE III: GERM]

catchin' top in the whip
ridin' cruisin' wylin'
just take a look at me
i'm booted and ashy
talkin' down bout a stupid bitch
lookin' for a stupid lick
you really new to this
been on my bullshit gucci linen draped on my women
sinnin' with women out here pushin' limits
worry bout me you stupid nigga
stack digits
up my heat in public
air 'em out if they get ignorant
left 'em heaven sent
his partner called on christ, but he irrelevant
lurkin' the pit
die bout my shit
just look at the wrist, ain't no slits but it drip
ronda roussey in the audi with me
knock a nigga out for me
love that bitch

DIRTIERNASTIER$UICIDE

$UICIDEBOY$ x GERM - KING COBRA (DRIPPIN')

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[VERSE I: YUNG MUTT]

they told me "heavy is the head that wears the crown"
which is why i'm always looking down
looking like i'm always down
another year 
another clown
another round
another down
another grave i dug
another stain that's on my gucci gown
flip a fucking cross when i cross dress
satan in the flesh
bitch i never gave a fuck about what they said
put a whole in a fuckboy head
his face a fucking mess
yeah his face look like some mesh
fishnet
he a fucking pussy but ruby no rookie
yet another god is what i fucking could be
if i ever left my room
my fucking tomb
dreary wishes bitch i'm doomed
the king of gloom
got imposters on the roster
claim they fostered what i offered
watch me zoom
fuck it

[VERSE II: YUNG CHRIST]

it's that motherfucking anti-christ born through immaculate conception
perspective or perception
sick and tired here's a lesson
fuck your god
i'm your god
i'm your false idol
killed your fucking archangel st. michael
it's that devil in disguise, bitch
everybody dies, bitch
electric chair to fry 
switch
say goodbye then i blow a kiss
everybody welcome to my heron paradise
all my demons colonize
G R E Y
it's the 5 to the 9
we are them dogs that will bite
dreams that terrorize your mind at night
i spy a loaded 9 mm
$UICIDE mind
slipping deeper
creeping out my motherfucking grave
creature corpse slick and plague always remain
praise thy grey
caesar of these fucking apes

KILL YOURSELF Part XVI: The Faded Stains Saga

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RVMIRXZ x $uicideBoy$ - Fuck A Hoe (Part II)

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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

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: 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

[whispers Indistinctly]

$UICIDEBOY$

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