How it’s already been 3 years? Dam bro. Time is moving dangerously fast.

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[VERSE I: Traphouse Scrim]
i'm back in this bitch like a menace
running these hoes just like tennis
fuck what you thought of my image
blocka blocka blocka blow
semi auto with the scope
i'm back in this bitch with the cult
i'm back in this bitch with the phonk
scrim back in this bitch better know
i'm back and i'm hating and plotting
back and i'm scoping with robbers
come back and then jaws get to dropping
come hard when you step in my yard
scamming
gimme your card
off of a couple them bars
choppa k-k-kicking
auto f-f-spitting
talking a lot of that guala
from the eses to the shottas
lil wetto with yoppas
get my pills straight from the doctor
off of the jump with my shit
offer the dump off my hip
50 shots like i'm back in the crack
smoking that pack off the jack
OD slowly

[VERSE II: Spooky da Scary]
i have become what i hate
sad to say i saw this coming from miles away
too bad that it ain't a race
coughing my lungs out
stuck in last place
always in bad shape
blunt to the face
i want all the smoke
let me get a fucking taste
what the fuck you gotta say?
yung plague untamed
yung plague got nothing to hide
now i've never been one for picking sides, but i choose $UICIDE
yeah i reject almost everything bout this new world
i reject all the people inside
they can run
they can hide
they swim
they can fly
but i'll hunt 'em day and night for the rest of my life just to watch them die
then shed tears like a crocodile
all the while my choppa smiles
bite the bullet
that's not my style
belly full of lead and stomach bile
you thought that your life would be worth while
just another fucking rank-n-file
first came school
then you got a job
now your fucking bitch is walking down the aisle
safe neighborhood for the domicile
redoing the kitchen picking out new tiles
don't touch that fucking dial
let's see what's on TV!
world war III in a couple hours
but at least the house is clean
bodies will be piled for miles and miles
but the maid service was free

Long Term Effects of SUFFERING

BLEACH

$UICIDEBOY$ - DON'T RESUSCITATE ME

lyrics:
b*tch i run that bag until the sun down
no i cant be fazed by nun now
i been poppin x gotta cut down
f & n stick got my back hoe
no i cant een see nun like a blindfold
b*tch i roll that 3.5 for myself tho
yea this new bih want my kids i said no
you could pass me over that ball know i score
he talk down then we kickin down his door
showin racks on racks but i swear i want more
switched up on the guys yea shook me to my core
shawty say she want that bag its celine or dior
b*tch i walk up in the store and i buy it
heard they changed the price yea huh it cost yo life
everytime that shi hit yea i feel alive
yea i feel alive

blindfold prod sleepy kirian xise

$UICIDEBOY$ x GERM - HEPATITIS G

RVMIRXZ x $uicideboy$ - G.R.E.Y.G.O.D.S.

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[VERSE I: LIL OOZING]

back from the dead like i'm jesus
skip to the next track if you think that we are facetious
ruby da cherry ripe for the season
$uicideboy$
yeah we still breathing
i'm the black sheep of this music industry shit
used to be a flock of us but now the flock's depleting
7th Ward Charizard
i'll melt the ice you claim was freezing
cause i was born in april i'm that shiny diamond heathen
yall fuck boys who claim they push keys are deleted
them fuck boys who claim they got swag are competing for the same Gucci sweater that i been had the receipt bitch
i'm the fucking wave
yall just stuck in a bed in a room on a cruise throwing up because you're seasick
while your bitch is cheating on you i'm the one who beating
i'm just saying yall think that i'm playing but i ain't got a reason to
'98 benz coupe looking like pikachu
'99 benz coupe looking like beetlejuice
whatever
who gives a fuck i still feel like a teen recluse
bout to give these needles use
numb me up

[VERSE II: LIL CIG]

hear no evil see no evil speak no evil
find myself speaking to ghost's a bit more often now
devils die too
lucifer bound for the ground
get some money and watch how many hands come reaching out
lit up my cigarette
another accident
fuck anybody that thinks i'm a saint
fuck anybody that wants me to change
no one changes ever
that's why my glocks on the dresser
and if i'm keeping it real
i'm never ever lacking
mother fuckers know that slick ain't never ever slacking
whether the shogun or the 9 mm
they be knowing scrimmy keeping the heater
none the less
still got people up my ass
i smoke a cigarette and laugh
kettles calling pots black
but sometimes i get violent
silent
the fuck i'm supposed to do
when cut throat's always the problem
that's why cut throat cut throats with the sharp blade though
got my faygo on easter
signed germ
said "ball like the lakers"
DN$ III
they know they scared of it
$UICIDE DEAD BOYS
keep a tribe with me
G59 don't give a fuck boy

I Want to Die In New Orleans

FUCK THE INDUSTRY

VERSE I: Lil Remains]

still riding with my devils
ain't shit changed
gun to my temple
sharpen up the blade
feel the motherfucking phonk like it's '93
grim reaper in a jeep when i hit the streets
motherfuckers better hide
better duck quick
it's the sandman
better run
shift back to my old ways, old days
pill bottles in the cabinet
i can't feel my face

[HOOK: Lil Remains]

baby
fuck what they say
full of drugs
can't feel my face
x2

[VERSE II: Lil Remains]

Dope in a bag
brown-yellow rock
they don't know slick
they don't know the block
tell me what you want?
Tec or the Wok?
say the world is yours
got your world in my sock
hoes tryna fuck
hoes tryna lock
eat that bitch's box
suck my dick and give me top
how could I forget?
medicating with Gelatto
car sports model and my gun is semi-auto
lately trip a lot
lately sip a lot
scripts from my doc
finesse him like a cop

[HOOK] x1

[VERSE III: Yung Maraschino]

Three houses, 2 cars
I'm a boss
facts
spent a hunny thou sucking all my snot back
fucking ducking
that's a small quack
blowing out a broad's back
I can't fucking cum because my dick is numb and all that
fall back
I'ma call back (psyche)
where my dogs at?
lining up the chalk fat
yeah, her ass left
but she brought it back
shawty pointing at that shit
so I bought her that

[HOOK: Yung Maraschino]

baby
fuck what they say
full of drugs
can't feel my face
baby
fuck what they say
next time they talk
I'ma fuck their face

[VERSE IV: Yung Maraschino]

reach into my pocket
yeah, I fucking got it
oooh that shit was fire like the bottom of a rocket
blunt full of gossip
just so I don't vomit
never play it cautious
could give a fuck if I lost it
fuck a 4
yeah, gimme 30 o's
it's time to fucking go
it's time to fucking go

[HOOK]

[OUTRO: Yung Maraschino]

I can't stop now
what's the point?
I can never calm down
x2

Tell Me When I'm Good Enough

Scrim

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