oh shit

$UICIDEBOY$

2023 - 2024

LYRICS-
[VERSE I: RUBY DA ARCHANGEL]

when i die auction off all my body parts
lets see what oddy costs
under my skull the shotty's cross
got all these opps on my dick like it's made of metal
making so much money it's like my boss is the devil
she loved me she loves not i done ran out of petals
littered the ground with rose bits ill grip this thorny stem forever
a portrait of my pain an homage to my suffering
same tale i been uncovering
im staining the whole world grey yall get back to coloring
in this mental prison im locked up like a pitbulls jaw

[VERSE II: HALF CIG]

Slickity slickity sloth
Thug Bach
Shoot up the mass
It will B minor
Jabbing my arm no Pfizer
Dick cuffed like it cum with priors
Liars, All around me talking hugs and love
Attaching kisses that come with wishes for death so they can touch my trust
Fuck
That’s some hard mother fucking truth
Still contemplating suicide
Just upgraded a couple coupes
Morally bankrupt
Call a skank up
To pretend she love me
“But I do love you”
hoe don’t talk while you fucking sucking

[RUBY DA ARCHANGEL]: 
uhhhh
should we?
i...
that was a lil short bruh

[HALF CIG]
well 
fuck, bro

[RUBY DA ARCHANGEL]: 
can we?

[HALF CIG]:
i just did 8 bars cuz i thought you said all you had to say

[RUBY DA ARCHANGEL]: 
i got-
i got more shit to say, broke
like...

[HALF CIG]:
well i mean...

[RUBY DA ARCHANGEL]: 
what?
tell me

[HALF CIG]:
they saying you lost touch...

[VERSE III: RUBY DA ARCHANGEL]

who the fuck said ruby done lost his touch?
blame my success on lots of luck
but lots of luck didnt get your bitch unfucked
blame my absense on the fact that my dick got stuck
call me evergreen
your bitched never seemed like she lost touch
begging me she wants her jaw fucked
withdraw from dope before i withdraw my cash
use her tongue to collect ash
for the stash i guess ill smash
pull off in a gle wagon fucked up i might crash
just thoughts and feelings from the half of me that is white trash

[VERSE IV: HALF CIG]

Bitch I cheated death
Ain’t a thing that I can’t do
Manipulation shorty
I could sell ice to Nanook
I could sell ice to the jeweler
I could sell Christ like I’m Judas
Self righteous type of a shooter
Make my life insurance shoot up
Wet screwed up
Product of my environment
My therapist was talking Freud
I rolled my eyes Then fired the bitch
Why would I quit?
My drug of choice is overdosing duhhh
My dick got no limits
I’m master p pimping
And making them bitches say ughhhhh

[OUTRO: RUBY DA ARCHANGEL & HALF CIG]

rain, rain
go away
200 on the dash
watch me hydroplane
gang, gang
gang’s all grey
from new orleans to ottawa
from atlanta to the bay

THE_EVIL_THAT_MEN_DO

[VERSE I: Ruby da Archangel]

sold my soul to the GREY
became a household name
i claimed my grave and chained my name
i'm out the game
i don't play to win
i don't play at all and win by default
i climbed to the top just to see how far down i would fall
looked up at the heavens and thought it looked small
below me a valley a demons constantly scheming
i looked back down thinking "fuck all of yall"
i came into this world as an accident
blazing trails just to get a whiff of that blackened scent
pull up in the porsche if the benz got in an accident
fuck
ima have to get my car wrapped again
i'm back again 
back against the wall
tryna live it up before the curtain falls
white knuckle grip holding up my GREY cabal
any questions?
give one of my managers a call

[VERSE II: Lil Apache]
used to hide from the pigs now it's the IRS
wetto stil white trash 
fuck all the alphabets
ain't a damn thing changed but the change i got
all these chains came from pain and the blame i rock
just gimme the drop
gimme the spot
gimme the time
gimme the place
ringing the 9
bringing the mob
keeping the iron by my waist
off of the lines like a race
my decline gave me space to get my ind to redefine what the fuck i'm looking for today
so it's fuck an intro
fuck what you think you know
"scrim was better on dope"
fuck i heard that before
pulling crowds like the pope
heard your broke and it shows
i won't say no names though but he got a cameo
$UICIDE til the murder show
been getting head all around the globe
backstage hoes tell em tally-ho
maybe oddy though

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Sing Me a Lullaby, My Sweet Temptation

Genesis

GENESIS

[VERSE I: Yung Christ]
i got the glock in my yoga pants
fucking that bitch in a yoga stance
swanging that K in an open stance
loaded from smoking that opium
stain a lil boy in the clothes he's in
all of my walls they closing in
5150
they tryna come get me
just minding my business and moseying
matte black
smoking packs
panic attacks back to back
xanax on my lap debating 
should i relapse?
but back to the hoe i was talking bout
i just wanna put it up in her mouth
pimping up in my blood
wassup cuz?
thuggin that dirty south
four letter
two numbers bitch
GREY*59
three fingers in the air
main bitch by my side
slicky pull up in a quarter mill and slaughter up your daughter
young jesus with them forgi wheels
don't walk he drive on water
anytime, anyplace
any hood, any state
good til i fucking ain't
woods to the fucking face
riding with my baby Sage
lines on expensive plates
tears on my diamond chains
stoic never looking phased
poet when i'm spitting game
show me how that pussy shaved
dosage climbing with my shame
mama crying for my pain
will they ever understand?
can i even help my dad?
money fucking up my fam
giving until there's nothing left
pulling up in that latest "damn!"
chopper stay on me 
don't need no hands
prefer to be lonely 
don't need no friends
hoe we just fucking i don't date fans
i'm with my cousin and talking plans
went to my hood and copped some land
blowing through my money like democrats
2 step on the IRS fuck a tax



[VERSE II: Romeo da Black Rose]
why the fuck you look to me for help?
there ain't an ace in the cards i was dealt
i'm 31
still don't know how to take care of myself
honestly i'm scared that i might melt
leave behind a bunch of black spots on a white pelt
maybe in the next life i'll come back as a nice belt
i don't know
there's a fine line between me and you
the biggest difference is i'll snort that shit and prolly puke
dodge and juke all the bullshit yall try and put me through
but i'm shining
babygirl wylin
catch me riding by with that look in my eyes
palm starts to sweat by the way i'm gripping my 9
yeah i'm always on my toes but i'm still the same height
standing tall over my grave
make sure it's filled with all the people we supposedly saved
make sure you throw the plaques in and all the money we made
i can't put 'em on my wall that shit just ain't my taste
lil shawty wanna marry me
i said "you're better off in debt"
if it didn't work out, baby, i'd be real hard to forget
germans whips and private jets
private beaches to access
fuck on me, baby
i'm still a mess and no that ain't a threat
i ride for my family that's GREY*59
try and be all i can be and not waste my time
on the brink of insanity
i can't make up my mind
yeah i battle my vanite and think i'm blind

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Matte Black

MATTE BLACK

[VERSE I: Northside Shorty]
it's that demented motherfucker
i'm kicking it with my brothers
repping the *59
you know GREY the fucking color
my gat screaming "kill 'em, wetto, hit 'em where they lay!"
smoking 'em like some indo
let the pistol up and spray
never could be fucked with
my dick they love to suck it
they calling me game 7 slick
i switch a bitch like subjects
pull up continental
make a hoe get sentimental
i got 18K in dental
balling with no fundamentals
michael jackson off a thriller dose
hold off on the killer dose
cooking up in a rental
"BAM!"
Emeril with the chemical
northside general
pull up in that benz
forgis turn it something cynical
anyway
think i'm bout to die by anyday
half high pass five
rolling up that mary jay
i might drop 30 like Curry with no NBA
hop out Eddie Murray with the stick and let it swing away
hot boy turn the block out
pimping out the crack house
macking up on these bitches
flew a hoe to fuck from krakow
my dick threw her back out
packed and flew her back out
been running and gunning and fucking
all while tripping in a black out
mane it's the killer
northside guerilla
mom and dad both friends and my ex a pill dealer
tell me who keep it realer?
there's no drug i ain't touched
Basquiat you face and i Banksy your face up
boy aim with your face up
they clowns with no make up
this me before warm ups
i ain't even laced up
fuck boy get your rank up
robbing and dealing and homicide
Spice 1 wetto from the ghetto
i was born to die
let 'em fry



[VERSE II: Southside Shorty]
ruby getting up in them gizzards
neck look like a blizzard
keeping an eye on these snakes in the grass so i move just like a lizard
backwood tastes vanilla
popping pain killers
grip the .45
i feel like the grey gorilla
chickenheads flocking
they think i'm a quesadilla
beating up the pussy i must be a lady killer
papa pine break your spine
rub her clit like it's a vibe
now she's asking what's my sign so i threw up the *59
i'm the lord of the 7th ward
pick the lock of heaven's door
feel no need to settle scores
leave pussies red and sore
never called her back she breaking down like metalcore
everybody steals my sauce like they fiending for peppercorn
check the score
GREY*59 5 and 0 in the 4th 
what a chore
rolled a blunt so big we'll have to light it with a torch
whip looks like it might've lost the second world war
ruby such an animal
7th ward dragon
when i breathe it's fucking flammable
keep my click tight and isolated like we cannibals
all these fucking chains
you would think i'm wearing mannacles
yea bitch tell what's happening
dick so big i'll turn her pussy to the grand canyon
all my haters pussy like i keep on smelling salmon
keep it old school
i might pull up with a cannon
yeah bitch tell me what it is
wake up with a smile picking out the right fit
oj in the morning like i stabbed a white bitch
every color in the fucking rainbow sucked my white dick

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Fucking Your Culture

FUCKING YOUR CULTURE

[VERSE I: Yung Scarecrow]
on them meds like darko
riding scheming on a mission
anna for the static
in my hood i bring the friction
chucky with the blade
fuck a movie this ain’t fiction
i stay stacking up addictions
million dollar drug dependence
pimping like i’m skinny when i’m riding through the city
fuck them under covers
all them feds got is a theory
9th ward to gentilly i’m the junkie of the century
chain wet like lake eerie
slicky the scarecrow that they fearing on that northside
gang tied with the *59
fuck it just kill 'em all
they gonna blame sam hyde
always taper on
what the fuck is taper off?
you see this tattoo on my head?
the fuck you resuscitate me for?
scoping out with that beam
touch your head like ima prophet
slightly nodding off that fent but rub me wrong i get it popping
attacking the hood like benghazi
better fear GREY like a stasi
hoes they love young wetto
screaming “fóllame culo papi”

[VERSE II: Prince Mononoke the Frozen Shogun]
let me tone it down before the ice caps melt
grab the devil by the horns
for that i might catch hell
white velvet on my bitch
looks like marie antoinette
everytime she gives me head it's like my dick was a threat
cheney with the shotgun
i ain't aim at shit
fuck your spotify playlists
tiktok trends
yall lame as shit
you gon catch these fucking hands like a baseball mit
you got any last words?
i bet they taste like clit
captain of the GREY
i'm going down with the ship
down with the shit
i split just about everything with slick
still in the 7th ain't nothing has changed
still wearing FTP fits til the grave
still fuck the fame
fuck the press and pain
only thing changed is i cut off my mane

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Resistance Is Useless

RESISTANCE IS USELESS

[VERSE I: Lil Hearse]
3 AM drinking with this pistol on my lap
six medications
guess there ain’t no fixing that
it's that broken mother fucker
knuckling til I relapse
if I die they might cry til they inherit my stacks
cold fucking world,
tell me what’s the word?
only time I speak my heart is when the message come out slurred
people pleasing
always eager to fix a motherfuckers problems
leave me at the bottom
more comfortable with gomorrah and sodom
i chew on fent and rot my teeth
all for moments of peace and slow heart beats
got offered a God I dissed 
who gon save me?
all I could do was laugh and say "c'est la vie"
woe is me I know you get the picture
this type of pain will earn you seven figures
check my DNA my RNA come with predictors
this shit is scripture and for what I got there’s no elixirs
feel like I’m not enough
find myself playing my dad like Honey Boy and Shia LeBeouf
my mama crying as she watch the clock
text my bro I love him even though he got my number blocked
i would give up everything to see my brothers clean
no second thoughts
it's fuck the cost or take me
leave 'em be
take my money
say you love me even if it's lies
that connections so depressing but it's all i got



[HOOK: Lil Hearse]
when i die just play this fuckin song
i was never meant for this been torture just to carry on
couple coupes, lotta zeroes, and a couple homes
none of it did shit for me 
cock the pistol now i'm-





[VERSE II: Oddy Nuff da Snow Leopard]
head in the clouds
it looks like it might rain again
always holding back tears
it's how i manage to pay the rent
pay the bills
place the bet so i don't have to chase the check
verified through $UICIDE
the glitz and glamour came and went
wash my fucking soul and still that one stain is kept
i just wanna be loved
the root of all my pain except the type that come with age 
in death i can finally lay and rest
i'm owed a little peace and i'm ready to erase the debt
i never planned on showing the world the face that hides behind the mask
i always thought the last thing i would hear would be the gun's blast
filling the black hole in my chest with sex and drugs but it never lasts
it never lasts
shit 
two years ago big pharma should've just cashed me out
now i got a deviated septum
ima just rat me out
pat me down
ask me how i'm still depressed
all they see is my set
all they see is lack of debt
all they see is what they wanna see
calling me a wanna be
i don't wanna be in misery
exit the pharmacy
get a girl i wanna see
i wanna see how hard i bleed when she rips out my fucking heart
enter the pharmacy
i'm a private person and take pride in my verses
fuck your whole opinion
i don't care if it worsens
i'll ruin my reputation and make sure it's on purpose
fuck this shit

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Eulogy

EULOGY

[VERSE I: Wetto]
pimping sluts
pimping hoes
riding clean smoking dope
with my main bitch
pussy soaking as she give me throat
limping with no cain
it’s the mane with them diamond rings
strapped up with that thang for a lame
to blow out their brains
cruising like a mac
wetto be pulling up like he the mayor
bitches they want me to save em
nah
fuck em and put em in labor
nah
creeping with one in the chamber
smoke a sucker like crack
cut throat maniac
took his hoe down to the track
you know i’m northside


[VERSE II: Yung Snow]
landed in the 504 at 5:04
back at home where life's a bore
try not to snore
i should fly some bitches down
about 5 or 4
4 or 5 days later
later alligator
already thinking bout whens the next tour
from recording in my shed to having like three rooves over my head
ruby leveled up
i got like six whips i don't need the keys to the rover truck anymore
watching the palm trees sway in the breeze
a moment of peace
i hope there's plenty more




[VERSE III: Yung Snow]
she gave me dome so good i think she thinks the earth is flat
mouth like the fucking firmament
she got my eyes rolling back
face a blunt
she rolls 'em back to back
and when she's bitching she knows what the fuck i'm texting back
ruby slick with these hoes
i keep 'em froze
snow leopard holds a black rose real close
i've had enough heartbreak
start breaks and stop 'em like car brakes
oddy chillen like a pose i won't post

[VERSE IV: Wetto]
hoes they want the screwing
i’m just looking for the chewing mane
chrome thang
riding while i swang
swerving lane to lane
sipping on some drank with a skank who got coke head name
something like brandi, or cami, maybe tammy
fuck it
they all the same
part of the game
i don’t trip
i just give em dick
off the fent
looking like a lick
pimping like i’m mic
lunatic
slick he run the north like the bolsheviks
call my bitch
fuck her back outdoors
now my neighbors pissed

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No Matter Which Direction I'm Going In, I Never Chase These Hoes

NO MATTER WHICH DIRECTION I'M GOING IN, I NEVER CHASE THESE HOES

[VERSE I: Slick Sloth]
still here boasting my emotions
now coping while fucking dopeless
let the dope hit
breathing slowly
look baby, i’ll show you hopeless
load the ammo
scarecrow no shadow
bloody pianos
sold out gallows
my mind so harrowed
from tragic backroads traveled
waking up with dread
pop off on my meds
nose deep in narcotics
window shopping for my fathers problems
do you have some options?
my hand numb from gripping the pistol
trigger finger callous
my heart out to my girl
i know that loving me is a challenge

[VERSE II: Lil Oozing]
garbage what i'm spewing
sluggish how i'm moving
dope is what i'm choosing if you ask me how i'm doing
i be cruising, coasing, using, dosing
just don't overdue it
hoping i don't fucking lose it
rope in hand
i tied the noose
it's open
another night blacked out
lying on the bathroom floor
i ain't gonna black out
i ain't gonna last out
i guarantee i'll have some more  
ima dive into the void head first
ain't tryna avoid said thirst
i'm tryna enjoy death 
worst things about me
constantly doubting the fact that i'm blessed by a curse

$uicideboy$ Were Better In 2015

$UICIDEBOY$ WERE BETTER IN 2015

[VERSE I: Yung Maraschino]
southside shorty on them all black forgis
$UICIDE for life, but i ain't touring at 40
bitches begging for a ring just cuz i can kinda sing
but the only thing that i want is to be a fucking normie
hold up, lil mama
i got them thangs
what about 'em?
whats the problem?
i got my own, you ain't gotta solve 'em
i promise it won't effect you
i'm just tryna holla
starving for attention but i'm not tryna bother you
i used to come in last
focused on the past
now i'm drifting down the highway until i run out of gas
don't wanna be recognized but i ain't wearing a mask
just point and fucking wave
i don't wanna be tagged

[VERSE II: Young North]
ima north side playa snorting southside dope
pull up in the benz
give the southside hope
joe exotic what i’m smoking
backwood flaming
backwoods claiming
(yo slick what you saying?)
ima praying motherfucker
(lying motherfucker)
okay up and spray a motherfucker if they step in my business
(keep spraying motherf—-!)
sorry that’s my mental illness
need to pop me a pill before i finish these lyrics
(ahhh okay)
now i’m stunting like my daddy
swerving in that caddy
thinking about getting high because my fam rather me that way
just know that i tried but i think it’s time
sincerely signed, $UICIDE

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Unlucky Me

UNLUCKY ME

King Snipe

a boy whistling in the graveyard

CRAIG XEN X NEDARB X LIL PEEP -  BLUEBERRY LEMONADE

LONG.LIVE.A$AP (Deluxe Version)

Angels

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[Verse 1: Lil' Lonely]

Ruby stay at home on a Friday night
hoes blow up my phone
tell em that i'm quite alright
i might forget that my pimp game is weak sometimes
and if you slip you fall in love
now she's gone
now i gotta ball
flex on Adderall
sex on Tramadol
i guess i'll try em all
as i recollect the records i collect
most of the artists wished for an early death
i will give it my all
yes, i will give it my best
anything to replace all the static in my chest
but i know she won't be home
i feel so fucking broke
i'm lethal
i'm bleed foam and seep smoke

[verse 2: Anthony Mars]

trying to join the 27 club
so many times tried to get off the subs
yung inebriated/lil' half cut
both knees are shaking from the mass drugs i put in my body everyday
daily
ex on my mind when i start masterbating
somebody save me because i have no patience
when it comes to death i'm not trying to be waiting
not trying to be slaving for no vacation
not trying to be you or that bitch that you're dating
save all the faking
i'm just rolling, smoking with my two cups
still losing
in between if i will fold or blow up $uicide is what I'm choosing

Eternal Grey

LUCKY ME

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VERSE I: RUBY DA CHERRY

they figure me a dead motherfucker
romeo da black rose
shedding petals
hold me over until they finish digging me a hole
i need a new beginning so i tip toe behind my foe's bitch
unzip, i'm throwing it into that bitch's hole
calling all my enemies the same place where that dick go
fuck an online pussy boy 
talking shit
acting like it was a brick thrown through a window
sticks and stones might break my bones
but words will never hurt me
some slick hoes might catch me froze but soon they will desert me
get rich blow that smoke in o's
don't ever act so thirsty
sick diss though
fuck all this 
slowly die before i'm 30

VERSE II: SLICK SLOTH
isn't it so convincing how that blade slide across my throat
coke residue all in my nose
couple graves dug for my foes and it goes on and on
my girlfriend calling my phone
ain't seen her in about a week
this depression got me weak
ever wake up everyday and you want to die?
life going good 
can't figure out why
blank walls all around me keep the pills near by
play with the nine and then i close my eyes
$uicide only thing gonna gratify this urge to leave
can't you hear my plea?
i'm down on my knees

Tape

KILL YOURSELF (PART IV)

VERSE I: $LICK $LOTH

Still depressed
Still misunderstood
Still popping pills, popping seals, smoking backwoods
Still smoke a swisher if you got it with you
Everybody won't me sober, but i'm not a quitter
I say the less you know the better
That west bank fire setter
$uicide dream team
It's that codeine fiend
Hell bound is what i'm deemed
Surrounded by crime scenes
Only peace that i know is sleep or be deceased
I can't call it anymore
Get more depressed when i'm on tour
Wake up in the middle of a war
Wake up wishing that i was a fucking corpse, fuck...

VERSE II: RUBY DA CHERRY

Yeah, now if we got a problem, then we got a problem
I don't give a fuck
I can't even see that far at the bottom
My cousin toxic, and i'm rotten
This ain't an option
I was opting out responsibility
Turn a new leave and get it poppin
Pull up on their fucking ass
All they do is fucking ask "can i flash you with the gas?"
And so i pull up on their ass then i ask "want to catch the gat's blast?"
It's always back to back
$uicide used to calm my depression, used to call it my progression, used to make me less upset and $uicide now causes all my depression

VERSE I: LIL NO FLASH

Sold out shows, but i don't believe in souls
So i doubt these shows are going to leave me feeling whole
A couple blunts i blow and now i'm idolized, a role model
That'll get 'em to get me to model clothes
I'd rather snort up roxy's until that dope battle rattles
Nope, i'm not about to tackle yet another problem
I'll have to put this one at the bottom
I feel like fucking sodom and gomorrah, but life is sweet
Another black petal falling down right at my fucking feet
Another flower rotten, a bouquet of efforts
Sour scents are haunting my defeat
Sold out funeral no live nation fee
Captivate 100,000 people
Still me and the reaper me
100,000 want to meet me
I hope they'll let me be

VERSE II: LIL HALF CUT

I'm able to paint a picture most people can't even see
Basquiat mixed with Monet when that heron in me
Self-critic thats speaking in cryptic
Defying the laws of physics
Let me be specific
Sadistic, mr. pessimistic
Slickity sloth the motherfucker they call the anti-christ
Used to dream of fans chanting, screaming that "$uicide!"
Now i get on Instagram and they're posting my personal life
I promise it's not what it seems
Climb up just to fall down a stream
Drag me to the river
The richer i get, the worse my liver gets
No strippers on my zipper
Still in my room
Keep it dark as i can
Remember scraping up change just for cigarettes
Immortalized $uicide
No they won't forget

VERSE I: LIL REMAINS

Yeah playa
Yeah playa
All my teeth gold
Damn playa
Damn playa
I still can't sleep though
Yeah playa
Yeah playa
I be that sheep eater
Wolf creeper but disuised as the grim reaper
Sad playa
Sad playa
I be that sad playa
Damn playa
Damn playa
Thought you was money making?
Yeah playa
Yeah playa
Don't change that i'm forsaken
Grey playa
Third razor
Laugh at you bitches hating
Yeah playa
Yeah playa
My pupils dilating
Dope shot up in my veins
I'm feeling nauseated
Law breaker
Law breaker
I'm trying to feel alive
Make sure my teeth gold when i'm filled up with formaldehyde
$uicide

VERSE II: PAPA PINE

Used to be called a bunch of things before they called me snow leopard
I froze up and shivered off the shards of cold weather with no effort
Leather belt around my throat feels so better than the rope i had before
The results are the same, but now i'm comfy when i go
I got hoes that burn their wrist with the blunt they rolled for me
And now i'm always stoned
Always home alone
In the back of the benz, i got my squad i know
But, i only see them on the road, and the rest i know just want to use you
Always want to used you
Snakes in my face, yeah, i think i'm medusa
Polo pajamas with the pockets ripped
The red, white and blue ones
That's why i'm always losing money, but don't let that confuse you because now i got a mouth full of gold, but baby i'm still a loser

I No Longer Fear The Razor 3

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

[VERSE I: RAINDROP WALKA]

another day waiting for death
everyday that i waste on my list of regrets
so i tell myself "it's okay. day after next we'll make all these arrangements to change. you can better yourself."
i know i'm wasting my breath as i inhale
i know i'm escaping my death as i inhale
i can't recall why i'm suffocating
my lungs are failing

[VERSE II: LIL CUT THROAT]

Step into the mind of a cut-throat
Empty streets
cold weather
all alone
Blackness
grey air, just snow
Feelings low
being followed by crows
call list overflowed with hot lines
Drug help, mental, suicide
Feel tired, feel dried and you wanna die
Pride fried, closed eyes and you start to cry
Swear I spent a lifetime trying to get it right
Still isolated, still out of sight
Keep my dreads swinging like they in a fight
I just wanna kill everyone in sight
Take the money, take the bitches, take the drugs, take the gold
Baby, let me decompose
Never names said more shade spit
I'ma see you one day, that’s a promise

NEW CHAINS, SAME SHACKLES

[VERSE I: RUBY DA CHERRY]

ruby slipped a roofie in cream soda with a two piece
riding uzi
riding two seats
slide two cups inside the koozie
i'm so slumped
i'm so numb
swerving, skrrting with the pump
serving bumps
ruby da chump gotta loosen the blunt
gotta screw that's loose, too
but no the noose
stunting
gotta watch the fucking news
making my debut
stunting
getting goose from your bitch, too
juicing up the oven
yung ooze 
gotta prove that i'm a dime a dozen
$uicidal, so is my cousin
i gotta gut feeling theres a blade up in my stomach
i don't fear god cause i know that he's just bluffing
ima die one day
open up the gates to nothing
heaven ain't an option
so before the buzzards start crunching
ima keep on fuck it
ima keep on saying fuck em
ima keep on saying nothing
unless you want to get to fucking, best keep on trucking

[VERSE II: ANTHONY MARS]

curb checking when i'm whipping with the leopard in the '94
hearing voices in my mind hoe
heroin down my nose
like houston, coming down
hundred blades on the tahoe
light up my tabacco
rebirth of the scarecrow
i just put my hand in my pocket found a xan ay
cut throat with draco
it's the yung slenderman ay
you ain't seen a psycho till lil slick without his pills
my life just wants to give in every time these burdens build
on me
on me
on me

a boy whistling in the graveyard

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