Name: Tim Cribbs - Cold Shoulder (MASSIVE RECORDINGS) by Tim Cribbs
Duration: 3 min 8 s
Description: Jazz saxophone, trap snare, big room kick, house effects; all here in this original track previously known as Lost At Sea, so sit back, relax, and do whatever you do while listening to saxophone music.

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Jazz saxophone, trap snare, big room kick, house effects; all here in this original track previously known as Lost At Sea, so sit back, relax, and do whatever you do while listening to saxophone music.

Tim Cribbs - Cold Shoulder (MASSIVE RECORDINGS)

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My Liver Will Handle What My Heart Can't

SHATTERED AMETHYST

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[VERSE 1: ODDY NUFF DA $NOW LEOPARD]

bitch i came here to destroy
everything i touch turn grey
i'm lacking coin
slit my wrist so i get paid
fuck them other boys
i'll slap them in their fucking face
knot the noose they think they're grey
endless bites like a buffet
Grey *59 great white
i'll chew on your bitch and then end your shit all in the same night
don't fuck with them fake types
i be just like moses
i make my own way like i'm parting the ocean
i'm part of the ocean
i be like a tidal wave crashing on shore in slow motion
these hoes get wet when i pull out the net
leave em on deck just to dry then i gut em whenever i feel fucking hopeless

[VERSE 2: YUNG $CARECROW]

put a motherfucker's face on a white tee
riding in the Honda while i creep with the G
lil uzi with the AR-teen
hit em then we dump the bodies in a 6 foot stream
red dot beam
woeful king
fiends on my line every time the phone ring
since eighteen
sipping codeine
promethazine covered all on my spleen
aqua marine trapping out of the water
my alma mater is the school of the slaughter
every since i first heard "Wanna be a Baller"
dreams of whipping Dubs on the Chevy Impala
the fucking shot caller 
no commas or dollars
just stank marijuana i got from Nevada
i'm hitting nirvana and fucking Madonna
mirage of a brain that's encompassed by trauma

Dark Side of the Clouds

CHERRY P.I.E.

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[VERSE 1: $LICK $LOTH]

back up in the spot with a hole in my skull
bitches all around me
lining up just to fuck so light up a cig
pass me the rig
been chasing this high since i was a lil kid
now i'm in and out of rehab
fucking bitches while we relapse
run up on you with the ski mask
stick em up
stick em up
stick em
isolated/forsaken
these bitches still chasing
withdrawals got me aching and shaking and vacant
looking like satan
pray to the pagans to ride on some Dayton's and feel so complacent
fuck it get faded
can't take the temptation
i'm killing myself all alone in the basement

[Verse 2: RUBY DA CHERRY]

pull the mask off of my face and only my skull will remain
look in the fucking empty space that is my eyes you'll see the flames
trying to step out of this fucking frame
chemicals offered to numb the pain
damaging certain parts of my brain
damaging certain parts of a dame 
i grab a brush and paint the rainbow until it's covered up in grey
until it's covered up in grey
stone globe
whole world decay
until it's covered up in grey
stoned boy can't relate to the problems of today
i've been explained
i claim these graves
i've been exposed
remain the stain
i gain new fame 
increase my chains
these fuck boys slain
drain blood from veins

PAPER BAG MASK

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[VERSE I: RUBY DA CHERRY]

i asked your bitch if i could bum a cig
she said she got a kool
i said thats cool
i don't give a shit what kind of cigarettes that you prefer to smoke
i needed a reason to talk to you
girl it's true
what it do?
you making Ruby drool
$lick slapped me across my face 
snapped me right back in my place
what the fuck?
my pace sure lacks an ace
i'm such a slave to my old ways
make no mistake
all of these hoes want Ruby cause of the cherry
fuck her pussy i want to be buried bitch

[VERSE II: $LICK $LOTH]

she want to be my girl and ride with me
she want to creep off in the night with me
blowing up my phone like $lick i love you
i'm too detached i don't feel nothing for her
i might relapse and put these drugs above you
i might just snap and kill another for you
you see it's dangerous when i think of her
when i think of us
when i think of love
think about my ex
think about the rest
none of them hoes used to give a fuck
call Ruby up get the uzi bruh
i'm so sick of these hoes
light up the joe
bury her in the grave i dug
did it all in the name of love

Grey Sheep II

A GIRL NAMED DROOL AND A PACK OF KOOLS [PROD. JCKIE JEWLZ]

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Radical $uicide

$UICIDEBOY$ x GETTER - MAGAZINE

ETERNAL GREY 09/11/16

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Eternal Grey

ULTIMATE $UICIDE (FEAT. DENZEL CURRY)

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[Verse 1: Yung $carecrow]

bitch boy back up off me before you catch these hands
you're in the pit
don't give a shit and off a couple tabs
extend my fist and bust his lip
fuck no, i can't relax
put on my mask and rob the trap just so i can relapse
coming to end your fucking life
straight out the fire to terrorize
look in my eyes
this your demise
fuckboys going to die
straight out the wild
bound for the mile
$lick the mortified
the devilish child with a crooked ass smile
welcome to the night

[Verse 2: Shawty Burn-a-Church]

grey blade
grey came rag wrapped around my face
yung plague dodging ammo
animal instinct to erase
dragon asking blunt in my fucking talons
grab em
drag em to the fire
let em burn up
we ignite em
plague robbing grave
laced blunts with fuckboy brains
plague up in flames
let the ash rain
ash king reins
plague so fucking insane
don't touch my fucking lane
don't brush my fucking mane
go tuck your fucking chain 

I WANT TO BELIEVE

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: $LICK $LOTH]
IM PULLIN UP WIT DA RATCHET BOY
PUT DEM BULLETS THRU YOUR JACKET BOY
MR. NEVER SNITCHING
DONT BOTHER ASKING BOY
BAD SHIT WITH LIL GERM
WE PULLIN CAPPERS BOY

DIRTY KITCHEN WHIPPING
TRAP HOUSE MY FALL BACK
POSITION
ONLY VISIT WHEN IM FIENDIN OR ITCHING
THEY CALL ME MR.FIX IT 
MY AMBITIONS AS A RIDER
ITS THE CRACKER PAC
SERVING ROCKS OUT MY SOCK
GOTTA KEEP DA BLOCK HOT

[VERSE II: RUBY DA CHERRY]

TOO BAD YOU'RE A FUCKIN HATER
MUTT THE FUCKIN NUT
BREATHIN MARIJUANA
KATANA SWINGIN
SPLITTIN HUNNID DOLLA CUTS
I CUT A FUCKIN RAZOR
RUSTY BLADE
STUFFING GUTS AND FUCKIN BITCHES UP
AND NOW MY BLUNT ABOUT TO BUST
I GOT A BUNCH OF CRATERS IN MY FUCKIN BRAIN
WHEN I ARRIVE I'M LEAVIN PLENTY STAINS BEHIND
I'LL SEE YOU LATER
GORILLA MASK 
I'LL CROSS THE LINE
BANANA CLIPS 
I'LL RIP OUT YOUR SPINE AFTER I FUCK AN ALLIGATOR

[VERSE III: GERM]

I DON'T LIKE THE LOOK THAT'S ON YOUR FACE WHEN I WALK IN THE PLACE
I'M WIT THESE SAVAGES
SHOOT YOU IN YOUR FACE
FUCKIN ROUND
LIT MY CIG WITH A PAD AND PEN
BETTER BET I'M BALLIN
ROSTER FULL OF SCHOLARS
NIGGA DON'T PLAY NO GAMES
NIGGA RUN UP ON YOU COCKED
AIM FOR THAT BRAIN
SECURE THE BAG BITCH I NEED ALL CHANGE
YUNG NIGGA FADED
PLEASE STAY OUT MY LANE
BLUE HUNDON
BET YOUR BITCH KNOW MY NAME
RIDIN'
PROVIDIN' WAY FOR THE SHEEP
THUMPER TUCKED BY MY SACK WHILE I SLEEP
GIVE NO FUCKS
COUPLE HOES IN MY BRONCO TRUCK
BEER CAN DAN DON'T NEED NO LUCK

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RUKUS (FEAT. $UICIDEBOY$) [PROD. BUDD DWYER]

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