CHAINS LIKE A CENOBITE

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"IT'S NOT A REAL SONG ITS JUST DEMONSTRATION HOW YOU CAN SOUND ON THIS BEAT"

$UICIDEBOY$ Feat. GHOSTEMANE - Move In Silence

$UICIDEBOY$ Feat. Bones & Juicy J - Where Dem Killas Hang

[HOOK: VAGUE]

Just another kickback
And go ridin with the folks
As we mobbin in the numbers
Confidin life on the road
You have to face facts
The test of what you know
Make incisions on decisions
It keeps goin back and forth
Just another kickback
And go ridin with the folks
As we mobbin in the numbers
Confidin life on the road
You have to face facts
The test of what you know
Make incisions on decisions
It keeps goin back and forth

[VAGUE]

Back and forth and it’s all gone
Deep thoughts
In the dark, when you alone
Keep thinking bad
Cause it’s all wrong
My grip gettin loose
As I’m holdin on
Is that what we can call life?
And it’s surrounded by lies
Watchin the tragic demise
The plague is bleedin thru eyes
You know
You know that the pain never dies
Buried beneath, a very thin disguise
Truth cuttin sharper than all my knives
Still echos and it’s floodin our lives
Thoughts keep circlin, they drag me along
When I’m up, cause it’s all night long
Shadows on the wall, where my hope once shown
Carryin the scars, that will never be known

[HOOK: VAGUE]

Just another kickback
And go ridin with the folks
As we mobbin in the numbers
Confiding life on the road
You have to face facts
The test of what you know
Make incisions on decisions
It keeps goin back and forth
Just another kickback
And go ridin with the folks
As we mobbin in the numbers
Confiding life on the road
You have to face facts
The test of what you know
Make incisions on decisions
It keeps goin back and forth

[T.R.I.P.]

Yeah, I gotta bone to pick
Fake mothafuckas, all around make me sick
UAV built this shit, brick by brick
Can’t make it in this game without some grit
Uh
Been a long ass time, going down that road
Been a long ass time, since I’ve felt that low
Now we up with the fam, that’s built like a cult
No chains untamed, underground’s my home
No, I do not plan to go ghost
I'm mobbin low with my folks
And for my fam, I'm Psycho
And thats the same for my bro
If you don’t like me no more
You’ll have to deal with it hoe
It’s UAV till I’m gone, ha ha

Incision

INCISION [prod. Roosevelt x Luffysome]

ALL MUSIC AND LYRICS BY BEARDED LEGEND

LYRICS:

My boy, why have you gone so suddenly?
Taken away now from me,
This world can be so ugly,
But you are beautiful.
Someday, I know I’ll leave this dumb place,
And you’ll be waiting for me,
With all those I’ll be missing,
For now I’ll keep on living,
In your name,
I’m loving,
And helping,
You helped me,
Love little things.
I’m healing,
I’m healthy,
I’m crying,
You’re with me,
I feel you, 
My love won’t fade.

I MISS MY FUCKING CAT!
BINXY BOY, COME BACK!
I MISS MY FUCKING CAT!
BINXY BOY, YOU’RE MY SON FOREVER!

I LOVE YOU, BINXY!

I MISS MY CAT

Prod. YCK

Bodies burning Uma Thurman imma gut em up like Beatrix
The heat created make a motherfucker wanna plead the fifth
Now it’s fight or flight I see how bad you wanna flee the sticks
You’re nothing but a follower afraid and you ain’t leading shit
Who is of my caliber I’ll wait for wrong answers
And what is important to you just wanna dog dancers
Say you got mob ties well I say let’s test it out
Imma cut up long lines, y’all will need an exit route
Ought to update that LinkedIn ‘stead of a link up with a bitch that don’t love you
Bought her a drink won’t let you hit and you is a chump nah that’s no W
When you not problematic better go make some fucking statements
Sliding with fools that they think on you will find they tend to act the lamest
Talking I’ll wait imma live in the torrid where too many people got something to say
Hit with a federal case and the warrant obtained you going up up and away
Born on third base nah you ain’t some kind of mastermind
Even broken clocks get it right what you make is pasteurized

Bitch bitch tryna cancel
Swipe up get handled
Back the fuck back yo
‘Fore you get dismantled
They be fiending just to kill a hoe
Fight or flight you riding with a choice to sink or swim alone

Stepped on like a doormat bitch you got expensive taste
Snatching up them floor plans peek at what it generates
Ransom for the badges in the furnace to incinerate
Ain’t pleasing any deities I’m pissing on their dinner plates
Fucking inauthentic like what’s trendy and popular
Overwhelm ya with the shells that imma send to your ocular
Hook line and sinker they riding round hitting blinkers
I’m born and raised inside the Valley wanna see middle fingers
No entertaining stayed in my lane and tried to avoid me speaking to broke
Hoes I don’t fuck with thought it was done with showing no grace and I leave em to choke
Prideful and you entitled I would say cry me a river hoe
Or keep it up with that grudge you holding I think you still bitter though
Look at em flexing racking up debt they’re popping like an artery
Ain’t a concern you’re waiting your turn to eat but we got ours to feed
Niner niner where’s the finer things you seek you can’t afford em
Turn that gutter music off you repping imma die of boredom

Bitch bitch tryna cancel
Swipe up get handled
Back the fuck back yo
‘Fore you get dismantled
They be fiending just to kill a hoe
Fight or flight you riding with a choice to sink or swim alone

Fight or Flight

Creme Brulee

$UICIDEBOY$ - Can't Escape The Grip

[HOOK: T.R.I.P.]

Aye, yuh I don’t wanna deal with ‘em
Send a 100 shots, hallow points of steel in ‘em
Aye, yuh ima keep it real with ‘em
100s in the Duffy, rappers I don’t fuck with ‘em
Aye, yuh I don’t wanna deal with ‘em
Send a 100 shots, hallow points of steel in ‘em
Aye, yuh ima keep it real with ‘em
100s in the Duffy, rappers I don’t fuck with ‘em

[T.R.I.P.]

Riding in the LS4, yea I gotta go
Caught a body dropped him off at the Catacombs
Hanging out the window
Handing out the fuckin smoke
Pick another victim playing Eeny Meeny Miny Moe
Where the fuck he go?
Grab that pussy by his throat
If he hollers, let it blow
Now his brains up on the floor
Just another day that I go insane
Told you I don’t want the fuckin fame
I just want to break down
Break, break, break, break, break, break, I just wanna break down
Break, break, break, break, break, break, I just wanna break down

[HOOK: T.R.I.P.]

Aye, yuh I don’t wanna deal with ‘em
Send a 100 shots, hallow points of steel in ‘em
Aye, yuh ima keep it real with ‘em
100s in the Duffy, rappers I don’t fuck with ‘em
Aye, yuh I don’t wanna deal with ‘em
Send a 100 shots, hallow points of steel in ‘em
Aye, yuh ima keep it real with ‘em
100s in the Duffy, rappers I don’t fuck with ‘em

[VAGUE]

Get the fuck out
Pull my name up out yo mouth
Bullets piercin, always fearin
If you time out
Demons talkin
You keep tryin just to tune ‘em out
Grab the hammer, break the chains
Let the reaper out
Hit the lights off, mask on, don’t let ‘em breathe
I ain’t makin new friends, only enemies
I’m at the crossroads waitin, just to crawl to me
I didn’t make the quarter, but they keep on testin me
I’m always goin thru the model
Get defiled, to make it
Pullin out bottles of faces
You gotta have it, to fake it
And every line that I crossed
I’ve always learned to embrace it
So burnin bodies in basements
And seein death on their faces

Outta my face .wav

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