(I hate you big chase)

Ekkstacy: 

(All these pills in my right hand)

All these pills in my right hand 
Ima take a shot with my night stand 
I ain’t got no friends I don’t like them 
Mama found my pills guess I’ll hide them


Suisside:
And ever since that you left 
I fell in love with the pain
She fell in love with my name
And now she riding the waves
And since the day we met
I knew this shit wasn’t meant
And now I’m cutting myself
Even though she ain’t care
I walk around I ain’t scared
I see a sign in the air
I used to love you I swear
But girls like you ain’t that rare
I see the shame in your stare
I know you still wanna care
I’m looking out for her breath
She never walk where I stand 
Yeah, she never walk where I stand
She never walk where I stand
Yeah, she never walk where I stand 


Ekkstacy:

Guess I’ve always felt dead
Cuts all on my wrists I ain’t felt that
Baby called my phone 10 times
Sui just did 10 lines
Why she always gotta cry?
Shawty asked me if I wanna die, yeah
We just wanna die, yeah


Suisside:
And ever since that you left 
I fell in love with the pain
She fell in love with my name
And now she riding the waves
And since the day we met
I knew this shit wasn’t meant
And now I’m cutting myself
Even though she ain’t care
I walk around I ain’t scared
I see a sign in the air
I used to love you I swear
But girls like you ain’t that rare
I see the shame in your stare
I know you still wanna care
I’m looking out for her breath
She never walk where I stand 
Yeah, she never walk where I stand
She never walk where I stand
Yeah, she never walk where I stand

suisside x ekkstacy- walk where i stand (prod. ihatebigchase)

smoke.

Hollow Squad
Water Boys

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Xavier Wulf + Chris Travis - Session Cypher

GODS (w/ Lil Tracy)

slowly driftin
pain is liftin
baby im just damaged not depressed you got it all wrong

reminiscin
of us kissin
baby tell me whats the reason in the end to fall off

dull knife up to my head
sick and tired of livin in dread
wish i could stack up my bread
i know it wouldnt matter in the end

i still evolve feel like i need to
i need to
i need to evolve now

fall off (prod. pyctur)

I Can't Fold Feat. $uicideboy$ (Prod By Grimm Doza)

mixed by @nzabeatz 
mastered by @gucciwitch
art - @sowhatimdead

Thank you @g59
LYRICS:
Verse 1 (Scrim):
They said we wasn't shit, Now they all want to die 
Sold souls grow cold, With the devil on my side
Sippin 4s, swervin' slow, with them 20s on my ride 
Pussy strong because I GLO, but all them hoes they get denied 
Nother bitch, nother day, with another blunt smoked 
Hit the switches on the lake, on my mirror is a rope 
Suicide til we ashes, fit the Nine Grey bastards 
After that just take my urn and fucking dump it on the pastor 

Interlude (Mitchell Bay):
I used to be passive, so when I pass please 
Just grab a wrap and, roll me up and smoke me
I'm talking bout' my ashes, Yeah just let me go off.....

Verse 2 (Ruby Da Cherry): 
I'm from the Se7en, aint no heaven, in my destination
(?) your breath and aiming for the lake 
I'm betting on how long it takes for me to sink below 
I go so low, so low, aint got no hoe I know I'm dead 
Cause when it's cold outside I see no breath 
I know I'm dead 
Because my neck is red from rigamortis 
Settling, I'm settling down underneath the ground, inside the grave 
I slick keep digging, yeah you never finished because death is eternal 
Bitch im Infernal, eternally determined 
To MURDER MYSELF

Verse 3 (Mitchell Bay):
With the pain that I've engraved all up in my sub conscious 
From the self doubt among a couple other problems 
I make my way through the flames 
Unmasked like Kane, brimstones in my pocket 
There ain't shit that you constructed 
So the fuck down is where you can sit 
Ridin round with suicide 
In the N.O. on that Voodoo tip 
When I blow up I'm gonna cop a necklace that's doubles as a belt 
And when I murder myself
Please play reservoir dogs at my celebration of life 
I don't want a funeral I don't want no crying 
Tell my mama that I'm sorry 
This is not her fault 
Remember when I spilt the apple juice in the hall 
Feeding what's eating at me 
I will feast until I starve 
Behaving self destructive 
Hip hop cracked my shell up open 
Unleashed my soul planted a third eye up on my fore
Closing out the openings of stores 
When I go off, when I go off
Feelin like Gorilla Zoe mixtape a month 
I get so lost when I'm in the booth, when I press record 
I just might say THANK YOU BASEDGOD
On a song with $uicideboy$ oh my Lord 
Feelin evil lucid I might peel em like I'm Luca Magnotta 
Rockin Rothco with my papa Derek Deano, bumping Clams Casino 
Wrestling with my demons like Ricky The Dragon Steamboat
MitcHy Man Savage Carlito 
I record on an Apple with a Hawaiian shirt on
Rowdy Roddy Piper mixed with a rowdy mothafucka off the street 
I'm always spittin' one too many

Spotify

Suicide Bay Feat. $UICIDEBOY$ (Prod. $UICIDEBOY$)

Download / Stream: http://hyperurl.co/suicidalthoughts2

Produced by Mikey The Magician
Buffet Boys playlist: smarturl.it/buffetboys

Ima down south florida boi 
aint goin back to hollywood
from da gutter to yo guts 
let me ignite da firewood 
still I roll slow in da chevy donk
never forget where I rose up from 
spit on my face get rid of my funds 
and who am I 
just another guy 
stuck in desperation 
lookin at da ceiling fan  
spinning around 
havin a panic attack 
I dont pop no pills cause it dont to take the pain away from me
I dont crack no seals cause it done took the gang away from me 
I been known to pimp a hoe 
got dirty loafers on my feet 
bitch you got me mesmerized them thighs the size of me lemme slide inside yo body beef bitch I got my chain on ain't a thang wrong with a broken frozen wrist
them suicidal thoughts inside the Cadillac won't fade away another day I piss away another day don't go my way
another hoe gon look my way
looking for a paper chase 
but bitch im not da one so get your comfort from another 
everything I did is crumblin beneath my feet im feelin lonely feelin like im only stuck with memories 
take me back to what I was 
take away what I've become
take away the grayer days
take da bullet out my brain
take my dick 
out yo mouth an let me be myself 
I wonder what da people around me think about me back to my shady ways I go pack da gat and let it blow
just let my lover brother mother sisters father know I love em
mikey I told told you we was gon be somethin 
look at us now cause now we buzzin pressin buttons diamonds dancin by da dozen 
nick I told you we would rise from nothin 
look at the way they look at me now
rich forever blowing money til I'm senile
I got addicted to the money as I fell inside a hole 
the cries and crowd get louder 
the deeper that I go 
nobody know what I been doing 
tell myself I hate myself i can't control the cards I'm dealt 
I spent a lot time alone inside my room 
thinkin about what I do if I knew you was on the fence about me too 
bitch
I crash da whip an hit a bitch 
an almost killed da bitch
an now im back in da caddilc with that black pistol grip 
the AC dont work an im feelin like I was kid again feelin like I wasnt 
getting in 
with da cooler kids 
how the fuck can I get out of this funk
If I dieee
you cryyy
then move onnn 
the next dayy
Im ill advised 
fuck you bitch 
you cant even look me in my eyes

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Produced By:
twitter.com/_MXTXM
@damsunmtm
www.instagram.com/mikeythemagician/

Art by:
twitter.com/Gian_Lo
www.instagram.com/Gian_Lo/

Pouya

Download / Stream

Suicidal Thoughts In The Back Of The Cadillac Pt. 2 (Prod. Mikey The Magician)

RVMIRXZ x $uicideBoy$ - Fuck A Hoe (Part II)

RVMIRXZ x $uicideBoy$ - Dolemite

NIGHT LOVELL x $UICIDEBOY$ - JOAN OF ARC

[lyrics]
Nowadays everybody wanna copy and paste
While I lay in my grave and I turn into waste
They all claim that they bass
Claim they ain't fake
Claim they got cake
And they claim they got weight
A bunch of fuckboy traits and you're just another clone
Way back in the day I would catch you alone
Kick doors off the hinges
While I break in your home
Put that chrome to your dome while I break all your bones
I ain't playing little bitch
Candle sticks slow burn watch that clock go tick
Sick lunatic from the pit better known as $lick, hoe


[Verse 3: Oddy Nuff da Snow Leopard]
$now leopard in the desert
Bitch, I'm never gon' feel better
Spare wings, got the four [?]
But I'm never gotta shine, bitch I'm from the NO
Broke as I choke, I ain't never gonna sell my soul for the life with the hoe
See their eyes ever glows
Hypnotize, breaking O's
$uicide, have a go
Keep it on the fucking down low
Keep your crown of gold, bitch, I got that crown of bones
That I'm collecting from the motherfuckers rappin' 'bout the pound of blow
Blow a pound of dro, light that blunt from the five
[?], hoe knockin' on my door
But I keep that bitch shut
Fuckboys in the cuts

fall off (prod. pyctur)

spookyman*