2020

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[VERSE I: LIL MURDER]

watching the sands of the hour glass
sharpen the blades for the circumstance
sit in the dark while i'm in a trance
taking that blade then i let it pass
through my wrist
blood just drips
down and down and down
don't stop
then my blood starts to clot
my heartbeat has been stopped
urge to kill
pop more pills
robbing the pharmacy
mentally illa killa
blood rivers fill my vision
that black eyed midnight dweller
bring my prey back to my cellar
more bodies than a serial killer
not scared of no pigga
.45 blow through my temple

[VERSE II: JAME$ $PLEEN]

cover the whole world up in ash and then laugh at the fact that i destroyed the past
fade to black
all my racks stained with back pain
all my gold chains in blast range
ask myself do i lack fame?
or am i famous because i lack pain?
numb to the stains
numb to the game
numb to the racks that they gave me
fuck it all i take it back
material world using diamonds and pearls as a means of self worth when i could die tomorrow
return to the earth
suicidal since birth
fuck a leader i follow the promise of dirt

KILL YOURSELF Part XVII: The Suburban Sacrifice Saga

LAMAR AVENUE

[VERSE I: $LICK $LOTH]

eyes stay bloodshot
both on fetty wap
let them roll back while them drugs do their job
same motherfuckers thinking that they still hot be the same motherfuckers i can't see at the top
6 double 6 til my crucifix
diagnosed a lunatic
blood on me no need to rinse
been dead for years no need to slit
suboxone strips so i don't slip
but all my cravings still exist
shit
sometimes i just need that fix
sometimes i just need that drip
voices say you need that bitch
convinced i'm made to die with it
scripts stay piled up with my sins
sniffing them pills all i feel is bliss
falling from a cliff no saving $lick
fate laid out no changing it
found my piece
accept it
that i am my own apocalypse

[VERSE II: RUBY DA CHERRY]

digital villain
the sin of the internet
your wifi password is incorrect throw up the set
G59 in full effect
cigarette smoke silhouette
me and slick sloth in the trunk of the vette with pouya in the front headed straight for the check
stains on the blades
no that ain't wet paint
that's your favorite fucking rappers brains on the pavement 
typical drug addict
fictional love at it's finest
i'm pissing away my whole life and it's fine because ruby the cherry is physical
i'm just a piece of shit trying to shine
ignorant swine
what a pitiful try
bitch i'm ripping out spines
$OUTH$IDE$UICIDE
sifting through pine just so i can get high one more time
let me shout i'm high til i die

KILL YOURSELF Part XVIII: The Fall of Idols Saga

I AM THE APOCALYPSE

[VERSE I: LIL CUT THROAT]

i got the gun to my head
soaked in that bloody red
i'm coming out of my body
i can't let go of the shotty
$carecrow the fucking almighty
smoking on pages of bible
lurking whenever the night come
only a few i respect
the rest i would piss on em dead
the best that you came across yet
$UICIDE
gods of the dead
ego gave you a big head
i got the the gun to my head
never been scared of the end
you busters stay stuck on pretend
i been fucked up since a kid

[VERSE II: LIL OOZING]

back in 2015 i thought we were knee deep in the snake pit or so it seemed
but 2 years later i'm up to my neck in a slithery death
hissing whispers to my spleen
i've had friends end up dead to me
now they're my enemies
enemies turning to friends
at least now they'll be bending knees
now they'll be sending these threats
i regret that we met
yeah you say its on sight
bitch you know i dont fret
bitch you know i never gave a fuck about a favorite fuck
maybe you could learn a thing or two about how to be a favorite
fuck you lil hoe
10 toes down with 10 tagged toes
10 hoes down with whatever i know
you act like 10 hoes bound to the way shit go

GOODBYE

[VERSE I: YUNG PLAGUE]

rip out a piece of my rib and give it to a bitch
as the snake whispers to her "ruby does not fucking exist"
so i bit off the head then i chewed it and spit it out
fell to the ground as i puked up and flipped around
scales started forming i think that now i am the snake
i am the one they call plague who will never escape
will forever remain
the omega
the alpha
the chosen one sent here to reign
who saves all the slaves?
lil plague breaking chains
jesus christ was never raised from the dead 
he rots away
burn a church and watch the flames
autumn embers turn to grey
wooden crosses in decay
the flock of sheep now fucking slain

{VERSE II: LIL REMAINS}

run up with the mother fucking mac
on attack
shoot back
gat gat
he flat
leave them bodies where they lay
let they mothers cry and pray
nina nina
oh nina
i need you bad up in my life
them heathens that scheming
look dead or something like demons, woah
smash a 40oz on the cop cars
probably just popped five bars
sipping hydro
got a bad cough
indica dripping down the cigar
its that dope head
drug fiend
mug mean
lonely
shut the fuck up
yall annoy me

FROM THE BEGINNING OF TIME UNTIL THE END OF TIME

[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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PART I: NO SALIVATION FOR THE PROMISE OF SALVATION

[VERSE I: PAPA PINE]

reach into my pocket and i grab a couple crumpled hunnids
weed look like some crumbled hunnids
blunted out the fuzz is hunting
paranoia turn my stomach
H1 Hummer
rough and rugged
desert camo trunk to the front end
shirt unbuttoned
seat adjusted
100 mph bitch i seem accustomed to life in the fast lane
nothing in the motherfucking gas tank
dumping ashes and laughing
fucking ducking what comes from the government
peeling out into the sunset
eyes so low look like a sunset

[HOOK:
GREYFIVENINE BITCH I SIGNED MY LIFE AWAY]

[VERSE II: YUNG CHRIST]

back on my bullshit
know how to pimp it
put my foot on the fucking brakes
signed up for a life
became yung christ
all i got was a death wish, illness, and a piece of $UICIDE
fuck this ego
fuck this pride
easily execution on my side
homicide homicide
what we used to all the time
we in the benz off the benzos
our depression clinical

PART II: TRY HOWLING AT THE MOON WHILE BEING STRANGLED

[VERSE I: LIL 2/3RDS]

meet me by the moon
half past dusk
back from the dust
cut throat he love them drugs and guns
chilling in the cut
got about 20K and a gun
got a pile of adderall
cigarette butts
everyday adds up
do i look like a give a fuck?
every day of every month
bloody nights turn bloodier
death could be right in front of you
still wouldn't recognize her
got a death list that some still got to catch this
best put the tec quick
die bitch!

[VERSE II: 7th WARD DRAGON]

you ever had to dig your own grave?
live your life with no name
backwood full of romaine
okay
'96 benz with the cocaine paint hoe
high until my death i got the propane tank low
gas seeping all over the house until my say so
light the fucking match now the tank blow
so glad i stayed home
someone call the cops from the payphone
flames all around me
man i hoping they fucking drown me
crown made of ashes only way they fucking found me
forget about me
only way you might not feel so lousy
forget about me
on my own head i would have priced a bounty

PART III: MISSED MY CUE FOR CURTAIN CALL

[VERSE I: RUBY DA CHERRY]

and for my last trick i don't think i'm cut off for this rap shit
$UICIDE i fucking scream it from the rooftop
the only thing i ever did worth mentioning ever since slick burned me a CD of lil wayne
that shit prolly still in my boom box
but now a days i can walk into an establishment and select myself on the fucking jukebox
if i wanted to cop a black countach
drive that shit like 2 blocks and then smash in the back of a new cop car
now i think i'm wanted too

[VERSE II: SLICK SLOTH]

i'm on that lean
yeah that drank
i'm on them bars
don't want to think
i'm on that loud
amphetamines got no time for sleep
lost in my thoughts
i don't know who a friend and who a enemy
nerves real disturbed
down from head to toe
ever feel like sometimes you got to let it go?
plenty days i thought this shit was over
creator of the movement
creator of the music
still feel like i'm losing

I NO LONGER FEAR THE RAZOR GUARDING MY HEEL (IV)

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[VERSE I: YUNG $NOW]

mirror mirror on the wall
who the fuck was that ugly ass boy i saw
yung mutt what a dumb fuck
dirty like a dump truck
such a fucking bum haunting slut's guts
i'm disgusted 
i'm busted up
what the fuck did i just put up my nose?
i'm bugging out
knees buckle
i'm ducking out
i'm in trouble now i can see the clouds light out
now i lay myself to sleep
now that i can rest in peace
no questioning my misery
my deathwish granted blissful sleep
my body turns to worms for the birds to eat
internal decay for eternity

[VERSE II: SCRIM]

i can't lie
lately i been on the fucking edge
pistol grip up on my lap
xanax, heron
bunch of meds
fantasizing about death
just need one in my temple
put the gun up to my head
fuck this shit
i shot the lead and now i'm dead
descending though hell
nothing but burning flesh smells
i scream and scream and scream and hear the others yell as well
oh well
just my luck
devil opens up to devour me
that was my old life
now anti-christ he has empowered me

COMA

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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: 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

BOUNCE/SWANG (PROD. LiL CUBENSiS)

FUNNY GUY (PROD. WENDIGO)

EAT MY SOCKS!

LYRICS:

LIL DARK SAMBO


BITCH IM LITTLE, DARK, SAMBO

IN THE JUNGLE LIKE IM RAMBO
KEEP A HANDLE ON MY DAMN POLE

LIGHT YOU LIKE A CANDLE

RED DOT, FOREHEAD I AM HINDU
YOUR HEAD DONT KNOW SHIT BOUT WHAT I BEEN THROUGH

NIGGAS SAY IM DARK, UH
NIGGAS SAY IM NOT DARK ENOUGH
CLOSE YOUR EYES THEN
DIE END YOUR LIFE IT’S BEEN TOUGH

PUTTING UP WIT CHU
SUP WIT CHU
NIGGA SHUT UP BITCH YOU 
SUCK DICK WONT FUCK WITH CHU
PUNKS

GUNK ROCK
MONK TALK
KEEP THE FUNK IN MY TRUNK

JUNK YARD
I DUNK HARD 
ON RAPPERS THAT BUNK

I FEEL LIKE SAMBO
I MADE THAT MY MANTRA

HOP IN THE LAMBO
IM BLAZING THAT GANJA
I WANT TA

(0:48)
GETTING IT 
GETTING IT
SETTING SOME RECORDS
IGNORING THE PECKERS

I GOTTA GO HARDCORE
SPIT SOME BARS MORE
TILL THESE RETARDS DIE OFF

BETTING IT
BETTING IT
HAPPEN NO CAPPING 
THIS SHIT FINNA DETONATE
CELEBRATE

OUR TOUR 
GOING FAR WHORE 
WANNA BE HARD THAT’S SOFT

IRONY

IRONY
FIRE ME

TRY TOO ILL REMIND YOU THAT I EARNED MY SHARE
BURNED MY HAIR

TURNED MY STARE 
INTO AN IC-ON 

KILL SHIT TIL IM GONE
LEGEND LIKE RHYDON 

[YEAH I KNOW IT I’SNT LEGENDARY BUT GROUDON SOUNDED GAY SO FUCK YOU YA FUCKIN NERD]

LET BYGONES BE BYGONES
DRINK A TALL BOY LIKE PYLONS
IN HER ASS CHEEKS LIKE NYLON
NIGGA

SHE MADE THE PYTHON BIGGER

RIGHT ON 
WETTER SAIGON WEATHER
FIGHT ON BETTER BITE ON LEATHER
GUNPOWDER DUMP SIGHT ON HEAD 
I TIGHTEN UP
THEN LIGHT EM UP
SAID I
I FEEL LIKE SAMBO AT A
HEIGHT THAT YOU CANT GO

BITCH IM LITTLE DARK SAMBO

IN THE JUNGLE LIKE IM RAMBO
KEEP A HANDLE ON MY DAMN POLE

LIGHT YOU LIKE A CANDLE

RED DOT, FOREHEAD I AM HINDU
YOUR HEAD DON’T KNOW SHIT BOUT WHAT I BEEN THROUGH

NIGGAS SAY IM DARK, UH
NIGGAS SAY IM NOT DARK ENOUGH
CLOSE YOUR EYES THEN
DIE END YOUR LIFE IT’S BEEN TOUGH

PUTTING UP WIT CHU
SUP WIT CHU
NIGGA SHUT UP BITCH YOU 
SUCK DICK WONT FUCK WITH CHU
PUNKS

I STOMACH A LOT OF THE SHIT 
WIT MY SPIT
I RUN UP I SHOT HIM I DIP
GET THAT HIT
I DIG THAT DITCH
THE BOTTOM A LOT OF EM HIT
ROT EM FORGOT HIM HE SLIP
BIT BY BIT

B-B-B-B-
BITCH I TURN A OPPER TO BUTTER 
THAT NIGGA MELTING
IN THE JUNGLE AINT NO KAISER
NO SUTTER NOBODY HELPING

LITTLE SAMBO WITH THE STICK IN HIS GRIP
LIKE IT’S AN UMBRELLA 
HIT LIKE TAMBOURINE AND GET RID OF 
BITCHES, PUSSIES, AND FELLAS

LIL DARK SAMBO (PROD. WENDIGO)

HUMAN RACE (FT. BMG/LIL DARKIE) (PROD. CAUTION)

(PROD. WENDIGO)

mean what you say

i keep a rickety ratchet
i smoke a spliffy don’t lemme go batshit 
can’t give a fuck about that shit
please get the fuck out my face uh

i don’t believe in your race uh
i don’t want shit but to be alone
i don’t want see you on screen on phone
i just wan have my own place uh

get the fuck out of my eye sight
what the fuck you mean you might fight?

left right white light
ill do whatever it takes uh
put weight on yo face til it breaks
ugh
cough*

i smoke a pound down you got baby lungs nigga
wound down bitches they be dumb thicker
gravy run slicker dripping

shoot the trigger from my hip and
on the blunt a nigga sipping
ripping flicking on my bic and 
i could tip a bitch but i go all the way 
i fuck her til she shitting call the K

9-unit, keep a large weapon
gotta fine tune it like guitar settings
start betting on me 
get a tommy
wet a commie
red tsunami
dead around me

i gotta mean what i say

mean what you say

i gotta mean what i say

mean what you say

be seen to be seeming 
you mean what you screaming
these niggas be plotting on each other’s semen
I’m leaving

I CANNOT FUCK WITH THE FRONTING
I CANNOT FUCK WITH THE DICK WANTING

be seen to be seeming 
you mean what you screaming
these niggas be plotting on each other’s COCKS

DONT FUCK WITH YOU YOU GET BLOCK
EAT SOME MORE DOO DOO YOU MOTHER FUCKING COP

BOBBLE HEAD BOBBLE HEAD
 MAKE HIM A BOBBLE HEAD 
POP HIM HE WADDLE 
LIKE BOTTLE HE PROLLY DEAD

LOOKING LIKE HOP SCOTCH 
POPPING OFF ALL HE DID
IM ON THAT POT GOSH
IM NOT A MOLLY KID

I HAD TO ROT JOSH
TO BECOME WHO I AM
I GEEK A LOT
WASH DRUGS OFF MY FUCKING HANDS
 
I DONT WANT NO SWAMP
I LIKE MY HOUSE CLEAN

I DONT WANT NO SWAMP I LIKE MY HOUSE CLEAN
I KNOW WHAT YOU WANT FAILURE AND BEANS
COMPLAIN ABOUT WHATEVER ACT LIKE A FIEND
NIGGAS DO NOT CARE WE’RE FAR TOO MEAN

MEAN WHAT YOU SAY

MEAN WHAT YOU SAY! (PROD. WENDIGO)

(PROD. LIL JUDAS/LIL CUBENSIS/WENDIGO)

wait at the gates for me 
my nigga I’m dying 
fate is a weight 
debate the state of my mind
generate hate
emotion i cannot find
I’m feeling great
and i don’t have enough time

to tell you all i want to 
aint no way to rewind
the way it seems to taunt you
the world is not kind
at moments it can haunt you
when shit’s out of line
just know that I’ll be gone too
and no one will mind

and no one will mind

that you were one of many 
who were thrown to the swine
that you were sipping henny
or you tripping on wine
that someone took a bullet
put it into your spine

smile and know that
no one will mind
any moment body might break
anybody wanna die baked?
fuck yeah at this rate
pick a date
“real late”
ho it aint no debate

with no mind

with nothing in your head
ill speak my truth till I’m dead
fuck every fed
I’m getting red in the face
i aint put you in your place

will you submit?
bow down!
stare at your feet
or “look up at me take a seat”
suck on your tit
i go so dumb on the beat
bec cuz i know one day ill be under 
some feet

like you!
like you and me
best friends forever in the fucking tress
less than a feather better sail the breeze
atoms gather in the sky and in the land and seas

murderers and people that defend the bees
women and they children and the men they please
sky dimming i be grinning i can end this tease
at what’s it like to be a god brought to bend his knees


TELL US ANOTHER ONE!


“THIS IS THE STORY OF INDIAN JESUS”



THERE WAS ONCE A BOY 
WHO WAS BORN THE COLOR OF INDIGO

MOTHER FATHER EVERY ONE
DIDNT KNOW TIL HE HIT THE FLOOR

BORN INSIDE A PRISON 
AND MISSING SOMETHING IMMACULATE

AINT GOT NO MORTALITY 
TAKE HIS PARENTS A’BACK A BIT


CAREFUL WHAT YOU WISH FOR!
YA PISS POOR, DECISIONS GET YOU 
SET BACK JUST A BIT MORE
YOU SUCKING ON A SACK OF DICKS

LACK THE WIT
TO KILL DEMON 
SCREAMING IT’S A SACK HE HIT 
WACKY KID
AS IN HE A GOOFY ONE
TACKY SHIT

YOU BE DONE
IF YOU REALLY EVIL
HE CAN START A WAR

ALL HIS HOMIES DIEING
NOW HIS HEART IS COLD

PARTICLE
WEAPONS FROM THE GODS THAT INCINERATE
AND IRRADIATE

STEPPING ON THE DIRT
HATE CAN TURN THE EARTH TO A SCARY PLACE

all of the gods we know have to die
all of the gods we know have to die
no one knows where they lie

but they live on inside you in your mind
you can be whatever that you find is fine

SO HE WON THE WAR THAT MANY PEOPLE SAID WAS GREAT
WENT INTO THE WOOD FOR A MINUTE TO MEDITATE
BUT THERE WAS NO DEVIL TO INFLUENCE HIM TO BREAK
JUST A HUNGRY HUNTER WHO WANTED SOME WILD STEAK
WAIT
DO I SEE A FOOT IN THE DISTANCE
IMMA AIM AINT NO MISSING
I GOTTA FEED ALL OF MY CHILDREN
BITCH LISTEN

LET THE ARROW FLY
AND SEE AN ERA END
“I’M NOT TERRIFIED
YOU’RE A LONG LOST FRIEND”

“SEE IN A PAST LIFE YOU WERE A MAN 
I TOOK YOUR LIFE AWAY
NOW IT WAS YOUR PASS AT ME 
I FORGIVE YOU ON ANY DAY

KARMA IS A BITCH AND SHE SLAPPING WITH TIGHT HOOKS
ARMOUR ON MY HEAD BUT IT JABBED IN MY RIGHT FOOT

that was the way lord krishna died uh
flew up in the sky what a radical guy
that little darkie never fold or gave in
now i wanna rap about the place i stay in

ONE MORE!

ANDALE ANDALE
ARIBBA ARIBBA
I RUN LIKE A CHEETAH 
MAKE ART LIKE IM FRIDA

THE CEDAR IM ROLLING 
I FEED HER MY POLE N
EXPLODE MAMASITA 
WANT SALT MARGARITA

MY CHOPPA HE KICK LIKE A BURRO
IM GRIPPING THE POLE LIKE A CHURRO
GO HIT UP THE BUREAU
AND TELLING IM SELLING THIS WHITE BY THE KILO
YOU GOING EXTINCT LIKE THE PARROT FROM RIO
GO GET YO DENERO
THROW YOU IN A BARREL LIKE WALTER
YO FAULT YOU BEHAVING REAL FERRAL
YOU FALTER YOU SLIP AND WE CATCH YOU SOARING
START WALKING AT NIGHT OTHER END BY THE MORNING

IT’S A LONG BEACH

planting marijuana outside of school
panting very hard i sound like a monster
give ya kid some acid inside the concert
give the kid a quarter i can make you a sponsor

give you a gram and i can make you TO a customer
niggas go ham the crazy few wanna bust some more
you in a jam, become a nigga who want some dough
you is a lamb, the prey and you not a foe

VVV

DARKIE STILL CANNOT RAP (FT. BRAHMAN)(PROD. LIL JUDAS/LIL CUBENSIS/WENDIGO)

05/24/2019 LIVE FAST, DIE WHENEVER
https://G59Records.com

[Verse I: Norman Atomic]

Suicide! Suicide!
Let's all commit suicide!
end the human race just like the dinosaurs
I can't decide
would you rather drink the punch?
Or do you want to burn alive?
no salvation
salutations
nothing left after we die
feed me with your hate
yeah, now that's a fucking start
stab me in the skull
make sure that the blade is sharp
put my body in a ditch
let the larva eat my heart
infest my dead body
let it rip my flesh apart

[Hook: Norman Atomic & Anthony Mars]

War! Power! Sickness! Death!
Famine! Terror! Toxic sex!
Hate! Fear! Greed! Stress!
Fire! Ashes! Nothing left!

[Verse II: Anthony Mars]

Spit in my face
kick me when I'm down
leave me to drown
lords of the underground
bash in my face
bash in my skull
pass me the gun
I'll make you void and null
nails in my hand
nails in my feet
crucify me!
crucify me!
penetrate my ribs with the blade
call on the grey
then let us pray

[Hook]

Live Fast, Die Whenever

$UICIDEBOY$ x TRAVIS BARKER - NOTHINGLEFTNOTHINGLEFT

https://G59Records.com

[Intro: Lil Oozing & Northside Shawty]

No more false idols!
Revolt revolt revolt - for we are the ones, they are afraid

[Verse I: Lil Oozing]

Remain in the earth
dirt filling' up my hearse
when I die, bury me like 10 more feet beneath 
so if I come back from the dead I'll be trapped, and you'll get to keep the peace
leave me be or just please leave me deceased
screaming "I want to be free and released!"
screaming "I want to be free of defeat!"
lace up my cleats and I fucking retreat
I really could use some more of that sleep, but I'll sleep when I'm dead in a bed with the tags on my feet
at least let me wear my FTP's
the evidence right next to me
chalk outline
the rest we'll see
he's dead so let's just let him be

[Hook: Lil Oozing & Northside Shawty]

Release the fucking doves, and I'll shoot them one by one!
Scarecrow and Ruby da Cherry
hover around us like the dying and buried
Release the fucking doves, and I'll shoot them one by one!
all of these crows and all of these vultures
doves do cry when you die

[Verse II: Northside Shawty]

Riding on the Northside, yeah, the far side
hit the 7th ward
might get frost bite
on the day i die leave me be in the sunlight
let the vultures feast on what's left of mine
almost lost my mind. but let me come back down to earth
this the year of my rebirth
pop right back out of a hearse
right before i hit the dirt
watch me burn
what's left of me then watch the crows burst
ain't no church in the wild, but my church six feet in the dirt

$UICIDEBOY$ x TRAVIS BARKER - KILLING 2 BIRDS WITH 22 STONES (FEAT. MUNKY)

ORDER: CUBENSIS, SOLSA, WENDIGO x3 
LYRICS:
MY GOD IS REALER THAN YOURS!
HE SAYS WHAT I IS DO IS RIGHT
THAT I SHOULD FIGHT IF HEAVEN POURS!
I AM VERY VERY SORRY
MY APOLOGIES
FOR COMING OFF SO HARSHLY

IMPART ME
SECOND CHANCE
SO I CAN DANCE THE WAY YOU WANT ME
YOU NAZI

GOT ME!
TAKE A LOT MORE THAN THAT TO TOP ME
SOFT AINT WHAT IM MADE OF
YOURE THE ONE ACTING LIKE ADOLF
COCKY

WAY THAT YOU GOOSE STEPPING
WAY THAT YOU LOOSE LIPPING
TALKING BOUT WHO TRIPPING
TALKING BOUT WHO TO SHOVE UNDER THE BUS
AND WHO ALL OF US TRUST THAT WE SHOULDNT 
THIS JUST IN
LIL DARKIE IS RACIST
SPREADING THE MESSAGE OF SATAN WITH FACES
BLACKER THAN ANY OF US PROLLY ARE
BUT IM STILL OFFENDED CUZ IM A RETARD

HE TRYNA BE HARD
WE TRYNA BE SAFE
BY MAKING IT HARD
FOR YOU TO CREATE
NIGGAS THAT HEARD OF ME FIGHT AND DEBATE
I DONT DESERVE NOT ONE WORD OF THE HATE

MIND CONTROL
MY THOUGHTS ARE MINE TO HOLD
DOWN IN MY SPINAL CORD
BITCH THIS AINT MY FINAL FORM

I GOT NO TIME FOR YOU PUPPETS
TAKE YO OPINION AND SHOVE IT
I KEEP MY SPIRIT ABOVE IT
IM TAKING CRITICISM IF IT ISNT IGNORANT
IM NOT CONCERNED WITH FITTING IT HIT IT DIFFERENT
IM A CARTOON
BUT NIGGAS DOING MORE PRETENDING THAN ME
BITCHES ACT OFFENDED GET BANNED ON IG
YOU DONT GOTTA BE A HATER YOU DONT LIKE ME
WHY I KEEP A GRIN ON MY FACE ON MY TEETH

ALL THESE NIGGAS MAD THEY AINT EATING LIKE CONCENTRATION CAMPS
CUT YOURSELF ESCAPING FROM LEAVING OVER THE NATION FENCE
MOST THESE NIGGAS FAKING NOT WORKING IM PUTTING THEM ASIDE
SMOKE UNTIL THERE’S NOTHING REMAINING I CALL IT GENOCIDE

PHONY ASS NIGGAS PLOTTING WOAH
FRUITY NIGGAS ACTING ROTTEN, SO
ON YO SHIT NIGGA YOU NOT BEEN, HOE
I AINT EVEN THINK OF STOPPING, THO

-

IMMA FUCK AROUND AND TIMMY TURNER TO THE TIPPY TOP
I WONDER IF THESE NIGGAS REALLY GRIP THESE GLOCKS, TRIPPIN 
ACID LIPPING FLACID DICKING TIL SHE GIMME TOP UH HUH

SKIPPING TO THE STORE I GOT A RED HOOD ON
SALVIA WE RIPPING OUT A TEN FOOT BONG

THERES A BITCH INSIDE MY HOUSE SHE KEEP ON SAYING SHE IN PAIN
YEAH SHES SITTING ON MY COUCH WITH BURNING NEEDLES IN HER BRAIN
DIVINORUM IN HER VEINS

GUESS SHE WAS ON LEXAPRO
THE COMBO MADE HER GO INSANE

SHE FEEL CALMER ON COCAINE
(TRUE STORY)
DONT RAP FOR FAME
(TOO WHOREY)
BITCH WHATCHU SAYIN IM SUPER SAIYAN YOU SUPER PLAIN
(ROOT FOR ME)

I TAKE MY PAIN 
MAKE THE MUSIC
PLANT A BOMB
CANT DEFUSE IT
I AM CALM 
I AM LUCID
THEY BETTING ON
THAT HE LOSE IT
NEVER HAD IT TO START WITH

BREAK YOU LIKE USING GUITAR PICK
CONSTIPATED ALWAYS MAKING THAT HARD SHIT
CONTEMPLATED TAKING NIGGAS REAL FAR SHIT
THINGS HAPPEN NIGGAS SWITCH YOU EVOLVE WITH

TIME MOVING
RHYME SMOOTH AND
STAY FOCUSED YOU WILL SHINE THREW SIN
STREET TACOS GET SOME DIMES
WHOS IN
KNOW A NIGGA THEW THE
LIME JUICE IN

I KNOW HOW TO LIVE
I KNOW HOW TO DIE TOO
YOU COULD JUMP OFF A BUILDING
EAT MUSHROOM FOR HEALING
PUT ACID IN YOUR EYES TOO

IMMA FUCK AROUND AND TIMMY TURNER TO THE TIPPY TOP
I WONDER IF THESE NIGGAS REALLY GRIP THESE GLOCKS TRIPPIN 
ACID LIPPING FLACID DICKING TIL SHE GIMME TOP
WHIPPING UP MY VISIONS HUMANS LISTEN TO THE SHIT I DROP

-

WHAT GOES AROUND COMES AROUND
GOES AROUND COMES AROUND
GOES AROUND COME BACK TO YOU
MY MOMMA TOLD ME THAT WAS TRUE
PEOPLE REMEMBER LIKE ELEPHANTS DO

PEOPLE FORGET ALL THE ELEMENTS TOOOO
LIVING AND BREATHING SUCCEEDING AT MUSIC
AT LEADING THE CREW WITH A PASSION THESE NIGGAS AINT MOVE 
CUZ THEY CRASHING AND TALENT THEY RATIONING

ILL GET A BAT I MIGHT BASH HIM IN
GRIPPING A BLADE AND IM SLASHING HIM 
HAPPEN TO YOU
I PULL UP ON EM NO MASKING IM
SMOKING THAT DOPE UP IN LASSEN
WITH DRAIN THE SWAMP BLASTING IM COO

IM ON THE BEACH UP IN TAHOE
PACKING THAT THC INSIDE A RAW CONE
ILL BE HAPPY WHEN IT’S ALL GONE
MARY JANE ANSWER WHENEVER SHE CALLED ON

I HAD TO FALL DOWN IM SMOKING TOO MUCH
FOLD UP A POST IT IM SMOKING A BLUE CRUTCH
I DO NOT DO DUTCH I DONT DO BACKWOODS
GRABBA LEAF ONLY TOBACCO THAT SMACK GOOD

I FUCKED THAT BITCH IN THE SAFEWAY
7:00 AM AND IM HAVING A GREAT DAY
IM PUTTING ON WEIGHT LIKE IM TAY-K
ANIME RAPPER YOU SOUND LIKE A BEYBLADE

(SORRY)

GENOCIDE (PROD. WENDIGO/LiL CUBENSiS/SOLSA)

GET UP YOU FILTHY MAGGOT
https://genius.com/Lil-darkie-colossal-conflict-lyrics

2020

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