Germ

FUCK YOU (FEAT. POUYA) [PROD. OGYIZZLE]

FREE DOWNLOAD: germjeezus.bandcamp.com
PROD. BUDD DWYER
ENGINEERED MIXED/MASTERED: @CASHMERECHASE

SIP THAT JUICE

THAT P

FUCK Y'ALL HOES (FEAT. $UICIDEBOY$)

BAD SHIT

OPENING CEREMONY

$UICIDEBOY$ x GERM - UZI LOOGIES

$UICIDEBOY$ x GERM - HEPATITIS G

$UICIDEBOY$ x GERM - SLENDERMAN

DIRTY NASTY SUICIDE

$UICIDEBOY$ x GERM - WEST END

$UICIDEBOY$ x GERM - NOT MUCH TO LOOK AT

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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')

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

$UICIDEBOY$ 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

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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

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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

$UICIDEBOY$ 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

OUT DA GATE YALL AINT SEE ME
ROLLIN UP ONLY DA FINEST STUFF
BACK IT ON UP BALLERS ONLY YOU CANNOT TOUCH
ME IM OFF DA SCENE
I DONT NEED NOBODY UNLESS YOU GOT GREENS CHEESE
AND REVENUE DUDE
AND DO I NEED TO MENTION MY POCKETS PREGNANT TOO
HA
CHECK YO BEDROOM BET YO BITCH GOTTA SHRINE WIT
MY BALLSACK FLICKED UP ON A PEDESTAL
IM DAT GUY BEEN TELLING YOU 
YOU RAW DAWG OR NAH DAWG
FUCKED EM WIT DA THUMPER
HAUL EM OFF

LOOK AT ME NOW
STILL BLEEDING FUCK IT LEMME ROCK 
CUZ YOU OUT HERE LOOKIN DUSTY
BEEN DAT NIGGA BET I BEEN IN DISCUSSIONS
PLEASE KEEP TALKING BOUT ME
I GOTTA GODDAMN PHD IN 
ICONIC FUCKERY BETTER NOT RUN FROM ME 
STEPH CURRY MY BEST BUDDY HOE

MAN DOWN
BADSHIT HAPPENED TO EM
CUZ I SWEAR HE A CLOWN 
WHO GOT DAT CROWN LEMME ROCK AROUND ROCKETS IN HAND BOY
LAY IT DOWN

SUPER SAVAGE AINT DA AVERAGE DA PASSION I GET TO GASSIN

BOOTLEG NIGGA

Bad Shit Bootleg

WHO DAT THERE [Prod. Budd Dwyer]

RIDE WIT DA MUHUFCKN MASK ON
YOUNGINS SMOKIN TIL DA BAG GONE
BITCHES LOVE ME BUT DONT LAST LONG
HIGHLY HOPIN SCOPING FOR DA CASH HOLMES
HARDLY TALKIN NEVER HATING 
CONSTIPATED WAITIN TO FUCKIN DUMP
PULL UP SLUTS HOP OUT TRUCK
RAW AND UNCUT DIS AINT WHAT YOU WANT (X2)

NEVER ON TIME NIGGA FUCK A LINE
ALWAYS ON GO
FOR WHO
FOR WHAT THO
HOES BY DA BUNDLE FUCK ONE
GET ONE FREE EVERYBODY EAT
HEAT UNDERNEATH THE SEAT WHILE I TWEET 
WHERE DA FUCK BOYS AT
WHERE DA MUHFCKN CUT THROATS AT 
DUMB SHIT BITCH IM WIT DUMB SHIT
MY HOMIES IS LOADED GLOCKS LOADED 
BLOW UP YA WHOLE FUNCTION

SNAPPIN AND SPAZZIN BENZOS IM IN TRAFFIC
SWERVIN LIVIN LIKE AN ASSHOLE
CASH FLOW SLICK GOLD 
ROLL OVER OPPOSITION HIT OR MISS WIT DA GLOCKS BITCH
BOSS SHIT
BOOTLEG'N COP SUITS 
CLAP SHIT
RAW DAWG LONGIN FOR LONG HAUL 
MIDDLE OF DA MALL WIT DA SAWED OFF 

[HOOK]


FUCKIN RIGHT IM OUTTA SIGHT 
YOU ON ICE IM TOO SLICK
WANNA FIGHT?
BANG SCREW TOSS BEANS NO RICE D
DROP DAT TOP DAT BOP GON FLOCK

STEP BACK PASS WIT DEM BULLETS BACK BACK
SAVAGES ACTIN LIKE WHOS REALLY LACKIN
IM RIDIN IN A CASKET DEAD INSIDE STILL WALKIJ
FEAR NOTHING DEEZ TECS GON GET SPARKIN

METH GRAB DA DOPE
METH ROLL DA DOPE 
WATCH US SMOKE AND WATCH US FLEX ON ALL DEEZ HOES
RATCHETS IM IN IT 
DEPENIND ON DIGITS AYE (X2)

BAG OF DOPE [Prod. Budd Dwyer x Crystal Meth]

LOOK AT DAT JAG DAT BITCH SO FAST
KETCHUP LIL GOOFY I AINT LOOKIN BACK
LOOKIN REACHIN GRABBIN BAGS
LIKE MAGIC ITS COMIN IM RUNNIN AND HUNTING 
FOR WORLD ORDER SLAUGHTER DAUGHTERS DAILY
PAY ME NOW IM DEMANDING DEM BENJIS
IM SORRY YOU HATE ME IM TRYNNA CHANGE IT 
BUT MOMMA DONE TOLD ME IM FUCKED UP

OFF DAT BAG
LIGHT IT UP
HOL UP
HIT DA YAK
YOU BOUT IT YOU CLAIM IT YOU LOST IN SEDATION
TRYNNA TRADE PLACES WIT SOMEBODY FAMOUS
ILL NEVER BE DAT GUY MASTER OF DISGUISE ALL BLACK 
NO MASK ON YA BACK MY MANS GOT 223 AND THEY SMACK

OFF DAT BAG
LINE IT UP
HOL UP
HIT DAT YAK

BE READY TO BRUISE DEM KNEES 
YOU SUCKIN ME DOWN TIL YOU BLEED
AINT NEVER HAD I WANTED TO DO YOU FEEL DA GREED
PASSI UP BITCHES NOW DEY SEE FLEE

RIDE WIT ME BALL WIT ME HOLD ME DOWN
I GET DA CALL WE RUN DOWN SERVIN HOT SHIT
BELIEVE ME 
PLEASE DONT PLAY WIT ME

BIG BANK TAKE LIL BANK
FUCK LEFT EM STANK

BIG BODY CANDY PAINT 
HOES IN DA BACK AND THEY THROWIN DA PINK

59 KILLAS AT DA FUCKIN BUFFET
YOU KNOW WE EATIN GOOD TODAY
MIGOS WIT DA SHITS 
ANDALE

OFF DAT BAG
LINE IT UP
HOL UP
HIT DAT YAK (X6)

FOR THE WIN [Prod. Budd Dwyer]

I GOT PROBLEMS AND I CANT SOLVE EM
BUT A NIGGA GOT HOES
NEED DAT BEST BELIEVE ME 
ITS HELLA SAVAGES ROUND ME BOUT TO BLOW
POWDERED COATED LAMBOS ITS STOLEN
DONT ASK ME HOW IT GO
RIDIN ROUND WE LOOTIN HELLA BOOTED
FLEXXIN SPIELBERG SHOOT IT (2X)

CHOPPERS SHOWER WHEN IM IN YO CITY 
CHANCE OF STAINS
 LIL REMAINS DONE BRUNG DA CANES
I CAME I SHOOK DA STATE
NOW WE STRAIGHT DONE BLEW PLACE
SWERVIN IN DA VETTE ITS YOUNG MINOR THREAT
WHO IS NEXT
CUP OF TECH
FEEL NO LOVE
NO HEART IN CHEST
FLOSSIN IM KINDA LOST MAN 
FUCK ALL DIS GUCCI SHIT
DESIGNER BELTS IM SWINGING
RAN EM OUT AND NOW IM RUNNIN SHIT
BADSHIT SAY IT WIT PASSION
OUTLANDISH ACTS WIT
A FOREIGN ACTRESS 
WE NOT THE SAME 
WE LIKE DIFFERENT CLASSES 

[HOOK]

LIGHT DAT BLUNT
TAKE IT TO DA FACE
DIAMONDS DRIPPIN
BLOOD ALL OVER DA PLACE

WHO IS YOU
MEET MY 30 
OO
WHO IS YOU 
MEET MY 30 
OO

BEEN ON SOME YOUNG SHIT
STUPID LIT BOSS BITCH
IM GOING IN LAWLESS
 IM KINDA FLAWLESS
IM OFTEN COUGHIN FROM
BLOWING LOGS AND SHIT 
SLIGHTLY NARCISSIST 
I FEEL JUST LIKE GUCCI
FRESH OUT MARVELOUS
IM OFF DA SHITS

Germ

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