Scriptz

SCRIPTZ

Chill out

Suicide

Grim Peaks III

I Don't Feel At Home In This World Anymore

You'll Float Too 🎈

Lullaby For The Dead

[VERSE I: PAPA PINE]

ruby smoking like he's haunted
big blunt
i light the front end
me and my bitch, we keep it 80/20
get it how i want it
double cup
i fuckin double deck
sippin piss
i'm sippin tussinex
told that bitch i'm cutting necks
pulling out her throat while i pull up in the fucking benz
told her fucking friends "ruby ain't that cool in person"
so i asked her fucking friends if it was cool if i insert
snatch their purses
now i'm counting all this money
practice makes it perfect
money can't buy you happiness
all my life i fucking heard it
but money can buy a lot of drugs
at least enough to last me
shit, i think i fucking earned it
earned it
ain't got a purpose
what's worse is a deserve it

[VERSE II: YUNG $CARCROW]

smoking on the bud sac
ounces of that indo
paranoid illusions
tap the gun against the window
substance in my lungs
slow motion
benz cruising
masked up
insuing
rob cuz of overusing
6 double 6 elements
never quit or dope sick
the d the o the p the e
i'm always on a chase
to hit up outer space
ain't no case
where i don't need it every fucking day
when you see us
yeah you know we're on them fucking drugs
percocets, xanax, roxycodone crush em up
snort it
top notch
bud crop
maybe quit later
fuck that til i'm dead
i am popping medication

KILL YOURSELF Part XVI: The Faded Stains Saga

SMOKED OUT, SCOPED OUT

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[VERSE I: YUNG MUTT]

they told me "heavy is the head that wears the crown"
which is why i'm always looking down
looking like i'm always down
another year 
another clown
another round
another down
another grave i dug
another stain that's on my gucci gown
flip a fucking cross when i cross dress
satan in the flesh
bitch i never gave a fuck about what they said
put a whole in a fuckboy head
his face a fucking mess
yeah his face look like some mesh
fishnet
he a fucking pussy but ruby no rookie
yet another god is what i fucking could be
if i ever left my room
my fucking tomb
dreary wishes bitch i'm doomed
the king of gloom
got imposters on the roster
claim they fostered what i offered
watch me zoom
fuck it

[VERSE II: YUNG CHRIST]

it's that motherfucking anti-christ born through immaculate conception
perspective or perception
sick and tired here's a lesson
fuck your god
i'm your god
i'm your false idol
killed your fucking archangel st. michael
it's that devil in disguise, bitch
everybody dies, bitch
electric chair to fry 
switch
say goodbye then i blow a kiss
everybody welcome to my heron paradise
all my demons colonize
G R E Y
it's the 5 to the 9
we are them dogs that will bite
dreams that terrorize your mind at night
i spy a loaded 9 mm
$UICIDE mind
slipping deeper
creeping out my motherfucking grave
creature corpse slick and plague always remain
praise thy grey
caesar of these fucking apes

GLOOM

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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

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[VERSE I: HEARSE BOY]

fuck you 
suck my dick lil prick
choppa be off the xan
rope tied neck boy
gold grill
dope boy
ain't no limits to my city
bout it bout it
born dead
drug fiend
skinny gritty
face tatted
might be strapped
savage savage
semi semi ey
cut throat committee ey
give it to em raw
yung soulja slim from the darkside
grey stripes ey
turn em to a second line ey
hearse boy hearse boy
burn your body in the pine ey

[VERSE II: CHOKING BOY]

it's that former broke boy
breaking even in the 7th ward with bag of dope boy
hope the smoke will clear out by the morning
got me choking boy
whatchu hopin boy?
that we broken boys?
we ain't open boy, no
cut throat
blood spoke
504 got the furl in my pocket
your bitch stay in my motherfucking wallet so i flaked on her
told her meet me by the lake
yeah that's wear i stay
come and blow me like grenades

SECOND LINES COME WITH BROKEN SOULS

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[VERSE I: LIL CHOPPA]

choppa with choppa stay loaded
bullet shells all on your floor
trying to get higher
ruby got fire
i'm fucked up
he fucked up
whole grey fucked up
you done fucked up
passing the blunt
boy you know whats up
whats good my g
drunk driving but its just codeine
keep that heat on my side
welcome to my life everyday
life every niht
we all gon die
prolly gon fry
fuck being sober i stay getting high
40 oz got sipped
purple and yellow and red
only drink i mix
big bag of that dope
drip down my throat

[VERSE II: ROMEO DA BLACK ROSE]

got your bitch besides my coffin
yeah i call her juliet
told her not to weep
just make sure that you fix my fucking neck
i'm out of breath from smoking blunts
i'm too fucked up from sipping tech
was i kissing on your bitch?
or did i kiss the fucking tec?
paint me a new picture
picture that i pictured death
now my picture perfect moment stained with pieces of my head
hate all of this bullshit
man i hate all of this stress
imagine that
the more press that we get the closer i can feel my death

FACE IT

[Verse]
Demon chick lickin her lips
Lookin for that long dick
Twistin on the level, feels wrong kid
She needs to be in the underworld with the prong king
Sitting it on my throne, looking dawning
Eating shrimp off a platter, now athena is my mistress
Lookin for something real, need unimaginary kisses
Ive been at it so long but god always keeps me missin
These hoes dont give me a chance and that's what keeps me hissing
On the mic now I'm gonna take down the whole damn system
It's my right now, cleaning up the mess that you've been listen
Do with rap first, and then I'm trasnfering all my pistons...
To sophistry, mathematics, literature and all the pissin
in the pot, I want you to grow up a bit, not
Join my team I'll show you the way to the devil's pit his lot
Eat the fruit, suck that juice and rest with prada's bitch caught
Rick jaw lady demon he is slicing shit off
Yeah
Cutting to the top, blood is sliding  now dripping of, blades are drawn
Looking for a new team will accept my song
I'm writing from the heart
But now I'm feeling wrong
Second guessing my raps, now she wants me fucking gone
Uh

Gone

Trying a clearer mix on this one, getting rid of the old school sound

[Verse]
Picture esque demon being flying in the sky now flap his wings and rub his horn and then give up yo bitch's guys
Taste of the fo-five declining to the bottom falling laser beam just like it's UFO time yeah
He's got that racer beam
Inject the fluid, start the engine and ignite -
Reject the steward, I dont need her help now to blow me fine
I'm flexible and I'm unhexible try it you'll fail impeccable 
Steel my rights
From gods
the press of the freights
The ghastly type
Yeah
And I'm picking out her dresses
I am giving her the light
She wants my devil prong a blessing 
Oh She is so tight,
Now the flip the record and give it a hard jerk and now whip back down that red kite
I need to bait her in
Almost perfection exactly my type
So I make these
Raps - and I'm feeling mighty fine
Dont give two fucks if she has heard them
I'm improving overnight
Gonna be famous
A little rich if I play it right
So join my team you little bitty
we're starting to take flight
Yeah

Flight 666

[Verse]
Wrist slit, drop kick up in the town rick ross kid
Demi at the top, got duh lost whip
Whippin your back in the moss pit
Demons are rising it's costly
Eating your flesh they are flossing
With your bones
Swallow you whole
Collosus's massacre rows
All of these hoes
Dont give our boy scriptz a chance and it shows
So he's becoming a rapper do shows
Writing dark lyrics for all of these bros
Waiting for snow, make music video
He's dressing her up, twisting in his mind he cant this shit anymore
Look for rejection shit, or a trajection he now just needs something to hold..
Jester is rising he's breaking from mold
Guess she is hiding her body is sold
To a mother fucking chad in her mind he is old
Gonna fucking slit his mother fuckin throat play a role 
Tear it open, Bleed out it's soakin
Covered in red now I'm resting I'm toking...
Drawing a breath dropping knife for the mic 
Become a rapper over a few nights
Making a slapper money in my sights
Giving the world the wealth and the rights
Give scroll a furl for health and the might
Designing a cult will be ready to fight...
Scriptz

Halcyon

Hunt
Cut
Strum
Shut Down
Fury up
Mass a crown
Scurry strut
Im a clown
Jester with the lesser demons in his fuckin town
Mindscape is fuckin corrupt it's lookin like a god damn mound
Of fuckin trash, fiends turn to ash, their scraping by and now their lookin back 
At their home, gonna mess with prada in my dome, a task
Price the data god is on the phone he is so fast -
Asking them  return if they want to bring show at last
Evil will be removed from the world snow and glass
Sucking them back spitting out a throne the dome is brass
Wont break it if you fake it want you salivate then take it 
Power is so god damn massive but it's fun so we will rake it
Generation millennial growing up with the heart aching
They will now take over the world, strip her bare she will be naked
Uh
Lookin for a new perception and a paradigm of satan
Jesus reeses pieces stigmata wrist marks I am fuckin latent 
Power in my fuckin veins I am the next one up who's tastin
Rulership is fuckin hard but I will prepare and be patient 
Hunt
Cut
Strum
Shut Down
Fury up
Mass a crown
Scurry strut
Im a clown
And I'm flying...

GEN_MILLENNIAL

[Verse]
Red alert the demon's rising from the hidden hell
Hollow on the bloodlust why is metal in the smell?
Mercury is runnin through my veins, I'm shifting lanes and shells
Turning inside out I'm like the thing without his cheap-ass kills 
Shapeshifter, rage quitter - I'm the fuckin cage kicka
Break out of prison with all of the massive dun ice mage trickas
Yeah
Chantry's pissed but we are taking off
Breaking through our chains we are like django with the glock
Cop yo top
//
Im the kingpin jin want manicure
Start the engine and then pan the air it's in your hur
Breeze fucking sneeze gotchya with your geez cautchya with your sleeze
And we're marchin for the trap we want the cheese
Crunchin numbers and the fact for fuckin lease
Sell my soul to the devil and eject the last release 
Ready to drop you in the fuckin hell gonna burn you like a tease
Ash tray sizzle whip I'm branding both your kneeze
Ink blots in your clots internal tattoos with the bleed 
Turning into angel who will eat my enemies 
Flying to the peak this eagle hunting mana keys
Looking for the answers that will bring back dire peace
uh

NIGHTCRAWLER

[Verse]
Etch in the frost
Yeah
Write up your name with the blood in the snow
Brass in the basement, fuckin temptation
Gettin in my head get in the way of flow
I cant get it out these voices are cold
I cant expect help I'm lost and I'm old
I cant inject hell from massive bolt pull
Insert the shell and then cock back the bolt 
Got my rifle - but I'm fuckin stifled
Cant aim in this blizzard now its getting frightful
The mass is complacent but I am lone wolf 
The task is adjacent to taking out a god
The mask is for faces that golden teeth rock
The brass is in basement, like I said in pump
Now I'll pump it back and massacre the some
Shotty on my mind and I'm bleeding out some gunk
Shooting all the goons giving pleasure for the cunt
Got the hoes on fleek I'm a pimp with a gun 
Pass from erasing, looking for the sun
Jack up the latent, power has begun
Yeah
Rasp up a reason to tinue with all of the filth
Pass up with prada and draw on your skill 
Cross up black border and break out of shell
Last of the hoarders that bodies do fill
//
Twist up that fuse
exit grenade
We're not blowin bodies were throwin parades
For the best of the demons and the masks on the apes
Fiendy linguistics icing on the cake
The pain is so hard
But I am a god
I nest with the dead
And I give them my call
Summon lich army for the motherfuckin cull
gonna lick a bitch farme looking for the salt 
Bad baby in the fuckin world with a pro 
Sad baby gonna fuckin furl when it snows
Gonna read her
Gonna feed her
Gonna task up a list and compete her
Twisting and listing the meters 
Kilometer hours are sneakers
We're going too fast and we're going to peakers
A queen and a king and the last of the seekers
Yeah

LONE WOLF (prod. Sketchmyname & Vaegud)

[verse]
Call me a fucking god
Call me what I am not
Cull me with sumthin tough ->
Sell me to the fuckin ruts
And eat up all the rot 
Casper is purpose
Ghostly and masked up my life has the surplus
Of freedom and artistic dreamin the curses are on my back I cant determine...
Whether or not I am vermin
Wheter or not I am learnin
Weather is hot I am burning
Sun down moon is out now I am turning
Yeah
//
Break -- down
Brass from the clown
Lookin to the finals, looking for that round
Pi is shiny vinyl, shook me on way down
Kinda like a rhino, chargin for the crown
Cost is so high so ill massacre town and eat up all the souls and plant bodies in ground
Pass up the stressed up sound
Let it breath - be a team and wick up that count
Getting bands getting fined from the hounds
Shifting sands now the earth is burning out
Slitting hands cuz the time is now found
No more left in the fuckin hour-glass by the pound

DIMEBACK

[Verse]
Enter the reaper and pull down your scythe
Cut drawn fuckin yo mother yo wife
I'm a dogg
Yeah - I'm lickin the knife 
Blood on my lips I am haunting this life -
Got all the shits and the giggles entice
I'm a jester on throne and i'm telling you thrice
Joker in pattern I'm now between ice
Cold as the freak who will hide in the night 
Retch out, cheap off, cold
Lie lot, break off, rake it into mold
Rise up to the top and give into the freedom world
Bow to the devil and learn to rest with the only gman fold
The fuckin suited who are at the top and they are only nestin demons
Stab em in the back when the least expect it they got the will to free jin
Let that genie out the weather's lookin like were cheesin
Puttin in that fuckin buttered clout wer're robbin easy
Banks and the jewel stores weatherman is sleazy
He's looking for that finish thing so he targets us with breezy
Jetstream dotted bullets at our dome from fiendies
Now we're bleeding out I cannot beleive it the brains are so creamy 
Retch in, rich on, warm
Lie no, piece in, rake it into swarm
Yeah
Cars are foreign - whippin in the fuckin GTR that's armed with horns
Step outta car yakuza katana is now flipping out my core
Kisses from the phantom I am bleeding out your list 
I'm the bride lookin to kill bill cept your the target of my fists
Press cicada into dirt and give that lucky bug a squish
Life is not worth living if you are an insect by the inch
Let me help you with that shit

Cicada

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