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Lyrics:

Alright hold up 
I been off a line 
Imma shake the internet like 1 more time 
I might throw up 
I been feeling fried 
Waking up intoxicated sleeping in the grime 
I'm impulsive 
Playing with my life 
Cocaine isn't strong enough im digging out my eyes 


They 
Been 
Judging the prophet  on how he been dressing 
While  I been addressing these nuclear weapons 
I I'm dragging his body through outer dementions 
I'm breaking Genova conventions 
I'll kill him in seconds 
I ride with the heavens 

I'm in my own climate  been drowning Poseidon 
I scortch an alliance 
Intergalactic my bars need a padent 
I just about had it 
I'm fucking irratic

I hate this feeling that's burning inside of me 
Waking up angry and everything bothers 
me 
Blend into poverty  
Hail the economy
My work is sloppy 
And nobodies calling me 

I like the way that this acid is setting in 
Napalms a sedative
 You're so repetitive 
Baby I'm better then all 
All of your idols Im out of my element 

Fuck the prophet I hunt him with central intelligence 
Loosing my Phyce and blaming the internet
 Fishing for compliments 
I'm off my meds again I need my medicine 

Everything's loudest when sitting in silence
  Oh I hate this planet  that we all reside in
I'm begging   for guidance 
I hate that I'm blinded
by anger and Hatrid emotional symphony 
I don't need sympathy 
I need a drink and some nicotine 
Dammit I'm shivering 


Quick and snappy aiming automatics I done caught him lacking now his head is leaking out the fucking back end 

All these drug wars 
Make drug lords 
All these dope fiends at my damn door 

Drug wars
 make drug lords 
Using Burnt flags as Decore  

Drug wars 
Make drug lords 
If the lands free why are we poor 
 
Alright hold up 
I been off a line 
Imma shake the internet like 1 more time 
I might throw up 
I been feeling fried 
Waking up intoxicated sleeping in the grime 
I'm impulsive 
Playing with my life 
Cocaine isn't strong enough im digging out my eyes

DRUG WAR$

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Lyrics :



Lately I been   walking with my head down head down 
Everyone  around me is a let down 
Let down 
Recently I'm waking with my head down 
Head down 
Everything around me is so dead now 
Dead now 
I don't feel like I can ever get out 
Get out 
Lately I been walking with my head down 
Head down 

pissing out this excellence
I think someone should stop me
Buddy wanna be me and they wonder why I'm cocky 
Raunchy 
I can make you famous while I'm dancing on your body 

I don't see him laughing when I kill him with the guillotine
Everyone around me is the uncertain death of me 
Laser beam 
You'll be on my trend when they make me in a factory 
Actually 
I been packing data killing families 
Crawling through the dungeon I'm your majesty 


Lately I been walking with my head down head down 
Everyone  around me is a let down 
Let down 
Lately I been waking with my head down 
Head down 
Everything around me is so dead now 
Dead now 
I don't feel like I can ever get out 
Get out 
Lately I been walking with my head down 
Head down 
   
Life is not worth contemplating
Waking up is overated 
I don't think that I can make it
Running thin on all my patients 

Casually causin casualties 
I  wonder why there mad at me 
Im Tearing down his master piece 
I drip on em  like master cheif 
Acid teeth 
Calm inside catastrophes
I'm laughing at a tragedy 

I'm so sick of waking up exhausted 
I'm Anxious and nautious 
I'm so pissed that no one can be honest 
I'm tainted and rotten

HEADDOWN.

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(mixed on a redeye to Denver)

BACK-UP

cause calamity and ruckus,
unloading all this luggage
These doctors say I’m buggin
Im runnin outta options for the people that im trustin 
This bomb set and detonatin, mental left gutted

lustin
for somethin that never even was
lovin
this nothin, it’s everything I’d want

closin up the rips, I’m sewin up the seams
this everything you wished and everything you dreamed 

stayin wide awake think these walls have started speakin
listin contradictions in my reasons 
and all that I’ve been thinkin

Poisoning my mind, spreadin by the colony
reachin my divide, self operated, healin by lobotomy
apostrophes 
no one here is stopping me
thoughts got the best of me, buried in these magazines
one in the chamber, it’s the savior or the cause of my tragedy 
Catastrophe 
With how all this time keeps on passin me

High, higher than the gods on Olympus
Thicc bitch bendin like a gymnast 
test on my soul, on the fence with this litmus 
drunk as fuck, spent a buck on a pack of swishes
slurrin missin lispin 

Lines cuttin deep, most these fucks dismiss em
want that shit for cheap, pay em extra if they diss em
notice how they sleep, good dreams all I wish em
all these fucks sheep they just caught up in the system

they never gonna wake up, open up their eyes
like I’m walk-in through a graveyard these fucks all outta life 
disrupt the flow of nature, i been fuckin with the tide
get a rise,  
out these fucks just tryna hitch a ride
Over taker, claim the hive,
Take your paper take your

cause calamity and ruckus
Unloading all my luggage 
mind complex, need a rest, tangled in the rubbish
plungin
Deeper, help me reach the depths I’ve been huntin
I’d love to sink lower
reachin toward the bottom, loss of feelin, left gutted
trustin all my demons, schemin leading me to plungin 
deeper,
Nothin left my hearts content with falling through the ether
dreamer, death to non believers
wake up all the agents need the codes to all these sleepers
preacher
Speaking from my lectern 
featuring these jesters 
gotta change your texture
obnoxious in your gestures
pressure,
risin 
fluid like Poseidon 
Ushered from your hiding, 
your fighting, 
is useless 
against a god a titan
your offense a nuisance

Calamity

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Lyrics 
 
Noisy boy left hook 
Bottom dollar bed crook 
(2x)

 You pussys love projecting 
Overstepping 
I'm in his home with new weapons 
Dionysus

Noisy boy left hook 
Bottom dollar bed crook 
(She got a colorful fragrance )

(2x)

Dionysus
 will you bless me with your finest 
Divine dining while heaven shining  
I'm done hiding from tensions climates
Been  feeling good in this  plootus silk 


She got a colorful fragrance 
 7am  and I'm wasted 



pray that this vessel needs saving 
The crowns  for taking 
N
Yo story got no plot -


Noisy boy left hook 
(Armor can't stop these bullets) 
Bottom dollar bed crook 
(Earth needs a conquer)

(2x)

----
Earth needs a conquered 
-----
Execute the officer
Peace inside the flames of your future with Excalibur 

 porcelain floors 
Mahogany doors 
Swinging Swords of ork
I'm taking lords to war 
Like......


Noisy boy left hook 
Bottom dollar bed crook 
(2x)

 
This poltergeist
 is somewhat of an antichrist 
Manipulatin  bishops 
Find a sacrifice 

Im  Jumping out of Buddha's fist 
Placed upon your crucifix 


To curious To Cure the sick 
I'm Chasing after poison drips

Apallos beauty for this body of life  
Italian leather his spirit gone let up 
The soul successor that's taking a bite 
Outta 
Marble counters  

Noisy boy left hook 
(chandeliers above the golden fountains)
Noisy boy left hook 
(Stuck in fear don't talk about it)
Noisy boy left hook 
( put Hermes ear in wukongs mountain)  

chandeliers above the golden fountains
 stuck in  fear  don't talk about it 
 put Hermes ear in wukongs mountain 
I'm   feeling good in this  plootus silk 

Prophetic visions of chained weapons 
dead children on broken buildings 
Exotic peasants  that chase your riches 
I see the sickness 
Apocalyptic structures 

Noisy boy left hook 
Prophetic visions of chained weapons 
Bottom dollar bed crook 
(Dead children on broken buildings) 
Noisy boy left hook

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Slightly Stoopid's new song "If You Want It," featuring international reggae artist, Alborosie.  Streaming now on all devices: http://smarturl.it/SS_IfYouWantIt

New album, Everyday Life, Everyday People, out July 13, 2018.  Album pre-order and bundles available now here: http://SlightlyStoopid.com/ELEP

If You Want It
Written by: Slightly Stoopid, Michael Happoldt, & Alberto D'Ascola
Produced by: Miguel 
Engineered by: Joel Jerome
Additional Tracking by: Alberto D'Ascola 
Mixed by: Miguel, James M. Wisner & George Spits 
Dub Science by: Miguel 
Instruments: Kyle McDonald (Guitar), Miguel (Guitar, Bass), Roger Rivas (Organ, Keys), Gil Sharone (Drums), Oguer Ocon (Percussion), Daniel Delacruz (Saxophone), Andy Geib (Trombone, Trumpet) 

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If You Want It (feat. Alborosie)

[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

1975

I WANT TO DIE IN NEW ORLEANS DROPS SEPT 7
PREORDER: https://suicideboysstore.com

[VERSE 1: NORMAN AROMIC] 

hold up
po’ me up
double the cup just to cut the stress in half
guess who the fuck left
after all is said and done regret the past
best move along got a long way to go
i dont know
i dont know
i dont know
shawty i dont mind but your always on my mind
think about you all the time
think about you all the time
where the fuck was i when this relationship dried
i was probably (too) high to realized you left my side
i will finally give out and die
i would love it if you bring me flowers if you come by
if you come around

[VERSE 2: ANTHONY MARS]

$uicide been on my mind
Pour my heart on the concrete every fucking time
Each time you left
Feels like you died
Depressed and I don’t wanna go on any longer
Delusions keep me going
Illusions keep me hoping
Parachute woven from broken down
Men - are from Mars
But there’s nothing but cold
Grow up all alone
No fam
No home
So I do drugs just to numb up
Yea I do drugs when I wanna
Back off the Xans
Five in the morning
Ain’t tryna come down
Ain’t tryna be sober

Calamity

Neph

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