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Pray 4 Shakewell

Branzino

[VERSE I: Lord of Loneliness]
ruby be pulling these hoes all over the globe
but still i'm alone putting shit up my nose
all of the money, the cars, and the clothes
it comes and it goes
one day i'll be ready to gather my bones
dig me a hole
say goodbye as my two eyes start to close
but that day ain't even close
all of yall leave me alone
leave me alone
who the fuck won't copy us?
no stopping us
she blocked me cause i'm stocking up on foxy sluts and shoddy cuffs
no roxy dust
i'm oddy nuff
the next bitch who wanna lock me up i'm knocking up
the rope in my hand keeps knotting up
i'm so tired of thinking i'm not enough

[VERSE II: Lil Remains]
pull up in a drop top
(why?)
people tryna take what's mine
(who?)
people i called my friends
(where?)
people i called my fam, goddamn
speed dial my style for a fix
(when?)
right now and i don't wanna hear shit
(wait what?)
i tell a hoe take off before i cut the dope off
living too painful to quit
i been dreaming of a reason not to paint the fucking ceiling with my brains and mypain
that's just how the fuck i'm feeling
tired of hurting
feeling worthless
is this God thing really working?
pointless searching for a purpose
meet me at my service

Sing Me a Lullaby, My Sweet Temptation

In Constant Sorrow

IN CONSTANT SORROW

KILL YOURSELF Part VII: The Fuck God Saga

$UICIDEBOY$ - Crucify Me Wearing Tommy

[Verse I: Scrim]
Rolling with them animals like Noah’s ark
Bitch I got the blade like I’m Joan of arc
Crazy with the chop when I’m off a bar
Spraying in the air hollering kill em all
Slick baby off of that shit
Devil from outta that pit
Levels to this I been sick
Fuck it up up in the pit
Yea uh I been popping pills and sipping drop
I spent 20 years up on that block
Beating on my chest I feel like Kong
Lemme talk my shit it’s been too long
Plugged in like a socket
Up in space like a rocket
Glock tucked in my pocket
Choppa here it got bodies
Bought that bitch a new body
Crib came with a lobby
Rappers know I’m they papi
Sipping drank and rolling slow my bitch powder her nose
Haters mad and want me sad but my net worth said no
Mad cuz they still broke
Mad I kicked that dope
Ten toes germ my folk
It’s your time gang go go go go

[Verse II: Germ]
First off im that nigga
step in take my picture
greyfivenine the army
Walking deadman bitch this thriller
I been ducked and duckin
puffin onions
bitches stank ain’t munchin’ nothing
I been around still can’t call it for nothin
these niggas still bluffin and these zooties I’m puffin
Started off giving no fucks a lot
watch me hop in and out keepin it hot
rocks in the dial bussin Kodak bop
get higher than the moon and stars a lot
stones and the rubies they bussin like fye
crosshairs on my mind cant seem to take me out
hold up she on my line gimme some time
i cant get away
no time to unwind
slidin
im in my own lane
slidin in n out of dames
slidin
never needed fame
slidin
you ain’t even paid
slidin’
still dont hold weight
another homicide
another homie died
another subject you couldn’t relate too
i been out roamin long time losin my mind I think I just had me a breakthrough
hate you
59 bring da business
59 shots my ammunition
59 we draped in linen
59 might toss you some Pennie’s

[Verse III: Ruby]
never looking back
do my best to cover my tracks
feeding the monkey thats climbing my spine
and in return my itches always get scratched
never again have to wait in a line
but i wait for the lines to get formed out the sac
fuckin a different bitch every night
but id rather get fucked up and pass out
platinum plaques
stadiums packed
stackin up racks
hoes on my lap
dont give a fuck i need to know where my stash at
losing my mind
wasting my time
aint doing fine
hating my life
wear my heart on my sleeve but it aint balenciaga
prolly FTP or G59 or something by Ariagga
bought some Prada boots just to curb stomp me a pussy
why they always lookin at me?
cuz they see what they never could be
oddy nuff stay on alert
yeah she pullin up her skirt
and then i skirt
avoid the swell but i still fuckin surf

DIRTIESTNASTIEST$UICIDE

BUCKHEAD

$UICIDEBOY$ x GERM - BUCKHEAD

[Verse I: Scrim]
I put hemis in my auto to speed up to my bardo
Da Vinci code my blood line
Paint ya face like Leonardo
Ima grey stepper
Off the 8th letter
check my cardiac
More turnt than the Maury show when he say you are not the dad
G
Grey the gang stain a lame with the A
R
Relapsed off them bars before I nod I pop that
E
Enigma my stigmata baby momma hollering
Y
Young Christ baby I was sent here just to die

[Verse II: Germ]
praise the grey
G-R-E-Y
seize the day
no pain today
rollin’ dem blunts it’s a rollover crash
can’t see a thing
shit ain’t the same
Where the fire?
i could of caught a body
slimy highly likely crash the Masi
Oxys in my Yerba Mate diet
slidin’ flexin’ hopin’ they don’t find me
put up bitch better shut up
raptor truck pulled hopped out with the cutter
barber with me he ain’t on the clock
fades all day ima clean up the block
stickin’ and movin’ I do that a lot
rocks in my clock could’ve bought me a yacht
neck look like the ocean
I need a lifeguard on god

[Verse III: Ruby]
stand my fucking ground
lil shawty tryna fuck me up
spinnin round and round
my head feel like tires on a bus
no fuck boys allowed
grey 59 is an exclusive club
it looks like i drowned
all these diamonds got quality cut
ruby such a mystery
dodging all these inquiries
blame my dope addiction all on made up abstract injuries
on the road to misery my feet are fucking blistery
im not even dead yet but all of yall still missin me

I Dream of Chrome

$UICIDEBOY$ x GERM - I DREAM OF CHROME

$uicideboy$, Germ — My Swisher Sweet, But My Sig Sauer

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$UICIDEBOY$ x SHAKEWELL - WHOLE LOTTA GREY

$UICIDEBOY$ x SHAKEWELL - GUTTER BRAVADO

$UICIDEBOY$ x SHAKEWELL - WENT TO REHAB AND ALL I GOT WAS THIS LOUSY T-SHIRT

$UICIDEBOY$ x SHAKEWELL - SIX LINES, TWO DRAGONS, AND A MESSIAH

$UICIDEBOY$ x SHAKEWELL - BIG SHOT CREAM SODA

Cold Case Cypher with M0TH Cynical J

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[Verse 1: Yung $now]

fucking with the clique, we got a problem
throw em in the dirt and then burn up a fucking dollar
show em what he's worth when he's six feet in the earth
since birth yung plague been rising up out the bottom
all hail the one with the long tail
7 headed dragon breathing fire
make you all bail
all hail to the frozen shogun
slice a frozen ocean open
throw em in and then claim it was all a tall tale
no treasure in my chest
all that is left is a half blacked heart that's decaying
it barely pumps
blood stuck in clumps
what i'm paying for pills all this pain should be numb or delaying
that's it!
i've had enough i'm going to grab my wrist and slash it
don't need a napkin
put me in the casket
ruby dead and bloody matching with the fucking maggots

[Verse 2: Pontius Pilate]

god of the sun 
bitch i shine like the summer
gripping the ak
hanging out the hummer
sent here to make all these pussy boys suffer
reign over the grey and strike fear with the thunder
i am the darkness and i am the negligent
now you not relevant
out of your element
father forgive them for thinking they testing me
father forgive them whenever they rest in peace
smoke in my lungs swallowed pills in my throat
my antidote for that murder he wrote
stuck on this road, i just want to go home
stuck on this dope, and i can't leave it alone
knot in the rope
end my life with a slice
flies will arise when i die by tonight
live by the knife, bitch i been paid the price
you can see death when you look in my eyes

Eternal Grey

WATER $UICIDE (FEAT. CHRIS TRAVIS)

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[VERSE I: GERM]
I just might ride with your bitch
Told her i loved her
Lying like shit
I'm still boolin' tho
Bleedin' concrete
Snortin' oxys
Feelin' god body like who gon stop me now?
Runnin' round while blowin' pound after pound
See me now?
Get hip
Get it now
I'm gone til november
Got into pickin' pockets kinda often
Big ass gas bag
Passenger side of the cadillac
Seat slightly sat back
On my side i got my baghdad
Hotel hoppin'
Bombin' back back
Dynamite in the gucci napsack
Ruckus in the church
Jesus meet this heathen he kinda hurt
Buzzin' im loud
Never stoppin' til they stick me in the dirt

[VERSE II: $LICK $LOTH]
Took a benzo
Wrote a manifesto
Yung hot boy straight from the ghetto
Yung $carecrow dyin' where the wind blows
Cut throat motherfucker robbin' when my ends low
$outh $ide $uicide
Wanna ride in the caddy like do or die
Formaldehyde leakin' drippin' down all my eyes
Terrified when you see me creepin' in the night
Ride like no limit in '96
Stunt like i'm wayne on the carter 6
Now i got money to get a fix
Now my old ex wanna be my bitch
This that motherfuckin' gospel
Kanye i'm a motherfuckin' monster
Cock back, put the barrel in your tonsil
$uicide, bitch, we the council

[VERSE III: YUNG $NOW]
Yung $now spent a fat check
Pull up cause i'm pickin' up a hoe in a black dress
Silk sheets on the mattress match the blood type o on the hatchet
Match the hunnid spokes when i whip it lookin' like the cadillac bent
Lookin' like a car accident
Spilled my guts and i spilled my cup
Lean on my liver i ain't sippin' it up
Hollow out a fuck boy skull so i can sip in peace my g
Don't follow me cause bad shit happens with germ and $lick
That makes three
Sad to see these casualties
They lack the seeds
No matchin' me
These bags of weed
Yeah, that's for free
We trash the scene no gasoline

DIRTIERNASTIERSUICIDE

$UICIDEBOY$ x GERM - HERE WE GO AGAIN

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[VERSE I: LIL REMAINS]

we be them gorillas creepin' inside your motherfucking mind
germ got the axe
watch him lift it up and then swing it from behind

[VERSE II: GERM]

who is he?
that fucker a beast
came with the fleet, knock you out your fleece
cold summers with them long winters, if need be
fuck the world, bitch, i'm balls deep

[VERSE III: LIL INFECTED]

demons surround me
i'm drowing
i'm fiending for opiates
scheming
i hope it gets colder
the seasons they change but we holding
defeating the opposition
opposite of the competition

[VERSE IV: LIL REMAINS]

we start a fucking riot
don't try me
i strike like lightning or tyson
do drive by's riding on bikes, man
i swear that murder excitin'
i'm expediting your life's end
we multiplying alliance
you biting? well, i'm delighted
welcome to hell, i'm your guidance

[VERSE V: GERM]

hold on
call on me
diamonds dancing, homie
running for office
offensive and lawless
balls of the rawest in jaws of the new elect
fucked up be my set like ratchets with hatchets wilding
catching necks.
i'm bout bad shit like where the plague at?
that guy with the lost cause
fifty one fifty
spazzing, screaming where the flame at?

[VERSE VI: LIL INFECTED]

flame on
plague calm
stained palms
pop eight pills now the fucking pain's gone
slaying yall
chain flawed
same song
change long
long mane
raised kong
trained kong to slay them broads
reign strong

[VERSE VII: LIL REMAINS]

dirty nasty up the ante
drop top, dat way
mr. pop off on a banny

[VERSE VIII: GERM]

i got a bottle of thompson
bunch of shitty whiskey in me
gentilly with the 7th ward lord
razor blades slice the vocal chords

[VERSE IX: LIL INFECTED]

from new orleans to atlanta
sip a dirty big shot fuck a fanta
sell out a show in santa ana
dirty nasty propaganda

$UICIDEBOY$ x GERM - SLIP ON A BANANA CLIP

Grey Gods (Feat $uicideboy$) [Prod.By Tacet]

[VERSE I: NORMAN ATOMIC]

barrel full of gasoline and still they try matching me
plague with the wicked ways
it's back to the rapturing
actually capturing souls in a black canteen
open the cap and become blackened
back to the back of the lac
flicking cigarette ash
got a chain made of crack
i smoke diamonds and laugh at yall strapped with the gat
like i'm actually scared to die
pull the fucking trigger
back to the back
eyes rolling back
spent all my racks
spent it on crack
spent it on smack
look where i'm at
ain't going back
ain't going back

[VERSE II: ANTHONY MARS]

got a heart so cold
remember selling dope
remember selling coke
DEA pulled me over
plain cars, plain clothes
i didn't bend an inch, strictly sticking to the code
few years ago, was masked up
robbing stores
i set em up on craigslist, then
robbed em em at the door
i'm at the bottom trying to eat
i got no hope
fuck
big ben's death had my head fucked up
i'm popping roxys with the benzos
chest fucked up
i guess my lucks up

KILL YOURSELF Part XIX: The Deep End Saga

INTROVERSION 2.0

[Verse: LIL CUT THROAT]

Ate a couple jiggas with that Glock on my side
Riding, hanging out the window, screaming "Who wanna die?"
Savage lil addict with 100 bad habits
Say "I need prayer," all I need is my ratchet
Pull up, swang with the blade
Then I pray over dead prey
Banging grey till my grave
Milli rock, sa passe
What that mean? I don't know, took about four Xans today
Sipping lean, dying slow, drugs make me feel okay
Jackal from the flames, make a stang of a bitch like you
Fuck the 12, fuck the cops, we ain't forgot about you
Kill mo', kill mo'
Gleesh walk on a sack
Burn a half a mil in cash
Fuck that paper, turn it ash
Walk away and start to laugh
"Ha-ha-ha-ha ha-ha"
No more, I got cash, cash, cash, and cars and broads
Hit that seven figure mark without an A&R
$carecrow walking in the fog
Life got worse than it was before, ho

[VERSE II: LIL INFECTED]

Prolly cop a script of roxys
Oddy kinda sloppy
Got me dodging all these bodies
Body bag em in the lobby
Dropping adderall in alcohol and then i pop a fucking oxy
I'm a zombie
I'm a motherfucking dead man walking
Speak on oddy name
It's just another dead man talking
Got these dead man stalking
Copy silhouette chalky
Typing out your problems
Just another red handed hawking
Cherry flavored dick
Ruby got these chicken heads squawking
Do it how i does it yeah fuck the way they say they taught me
Please just fucking off me
Plague is pleading for diseases so yall get the fuck up off me
Only saying cheese when i ask how much they brought me
Fuck a frame freeze
Command delete on these fucking paparazzi offspring

KILL YOURSELF Part XX: The Infinity Saga

NOW I'M UP TO MY NECK WITH OFFERS

[VERSE I: SLICK SLOTH]

playa haters surround me like vultures on a dead body
get the fuck from 'round me, ain't tryna be yo' fuckin' friend 
white boy with the nappy hair
bought the platinums, nah, not double-O, bruh
bunch of all you thirsty
thirty somethin' motherfuckin' bald head headass
won't get off this playa nuts
test yo' luck, might catch slugs
this that middle finger up
shit, fuck a bitch
and fuck you too for thinkin' we would not make it
tell me, really (How does it feel?)
if you were in the field believin' the vision that we living
fuck the fluxes of competition, we got the leverage (How does it feel?)
fuck you punks, we stock weapons
47s, .45s, TECs, poles on deck
cut throat, boy
there's more than one reason that I'm a—

[VERSE II: Ruby da Cherry]

broke boy ain't broke
i got a lot of fucking bread now
i've seen the globe
muffaletta loaf sitting in the right and left pockets
but my pockets got a lot of fucking holes
leave a trail of the crumbs for them fuckboys to follow
yeah fill up that hollow stomach with my sorrow
tomorrow ain't promised - a tough pill to swallow
but roxycodone ain't a tough pill to snort
it's a tough pill to kick
always fall short
standing tall with my vice
fuck yall for the sport
the money the bitches the fame
feeling like a hoard
now i'm smoking more ports
and i'm closer to death than i was when i was poor
cooking pizza in the kitchen
passing out on the couch
i'll die from being bored
sing a sadass song with just 4 chords
oh lord
sing a sadass song
another death in the 7th ward
oh lord
sing a sadass song for yung $now 
putting in hours at the morgue
sing a sadass song for another tally on the sword
blizzard storm when i mourn

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