what is that melody

[VERSE I: Ruby da Archangel]

sold my soul to the GREY
became a household name
i claimed my grave and chained my name
i'm out the game
i don't play to win
i don't play at all and win by default
i climbed to the top just to see how far down i would fall
looked up at the heavens and thought it looked small
below me a valley a demons constantly scheming
i looked back down thinking "fuck all of yall"
i came into this world as an accident
blazing trails just to get a whiff of that blackened scent
pull up in the porsche if the benz got in an accident
fuck
ima have to get my car wrapped again
i'm back again 
back against the wall
tryna live it up before the curtain falls
white knuckle grip holding up my GREY cabal
any questions?
give one of my managers a call

[VERSE II: Lil Apache]
used to hide from the pigs now it's the IRS
wetto stil white trash 
fuck all the alphabets
ain't a damn thing changed but the change i got
all these chains came from pain and the blame i rock
just gimme the drop
gimme the spot
gimme the time
gimme the place
ringing the 9
bringing the mob
keeping the iron by my waist
off of the lines like a race
my decline gave me space to get my ind to redefine what the fuck i'm looking for today
so it's fuck an intro
fuck what you think you know
"scrim was better on dope"
fuck i heard that before
pulling crowds like the pope
heard your broke and it shows
i won't say no names though but he got a cameo
$UICIDE til the murder show
been getting head all around the globe
backstage hoes tell em tally-ho
maybe oddy though

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Sing Me a Lullaby, My Sweet Temptation

Genesis

GENESIS

[VERSE I: Anthony Mars]
yo light that cigarette
i'm tripping
ash it on my bitches
taking my dose
i never skip it
still in my hood up pistol gripping
still got 100 blunts
got that bape up in my cup
stay with a bitch in the cut who stay with my dick in her guts
wetto the king of the GREY
self park i don't fuck with valet
sheesh
private jet fuck a delay
went to paris and back in a day
okay
no i'm never okay
bitch stop asking
came up and supported my family
just for that they should give me a grammy
running and ducking the slammer
thinking bot cocking the hammer
the lights the glitter the glamour
none of this shit even matters
none of this shit made me happy
wound up in rehab instead of a casket
locking me up and they had the rooms padded
made a straight jacket my fashion

[VERSE II: Norman Atomic]
ruby that motherfucker
grim reaping
i'm undercover
soul seeking
i found another bitch who's thinking that i'm her lover
no
reason i keep on shrugging
blunt is cashed let's keep 'em coming
only weed keeps me from bugging and from seeking out more destruction
i'm a pro at self doubt but i doubt i'll ever know 
that these bitches want me to fly 'em out all because i upped the glow
all these fuckbois wanna be me but they keep it on the low
and talk shit about me and my cousin while we're thumbing through our dough
all this fame is such a curse sometimes i wish i was a ghost
watch me raise the fucking dead next time i'm on stage at a show

[OUTRO: Anthony Mars & Norman Atomic]
haunted, haunted
i can't escape my mind
it's like i'm doing time all the time
exhausted, lost it
just one little line
have this talk with god all the time

1000 Blunts

1000 BLUNTS

[VERSE I: Yung Maraschino]
southside shorty on them all black forgis
$UICIDE for life, but i ain't touring at 40
bitches begging for a ring just cuz i can kinda sing
but the only thing that i want is to be a fucking normie
hold up, lil mama
i got them thangs
what about 'em?
whats the problem?
i got my own, you ain't gotta solve 'em
i promise it won't effect you
i'm just tryna holla
starving for attention but i'm not tryna bother you
i used to come in last
focused on the past
now i'm drifting down the highway until i run out of gas
don't wanna be recognized but i ain't wearing a mask
just point and fucking wave
i don't wanna be tagged

[VERSE II: Young North]
ima north side playa snorting southside dope
pull up in the benz
give the southside hope
joe exotic what i’m smoking
backwood flaming
backwoods claiming
(yo slick what you saying?)
ima praying motherfucker
(lying motherfucker)
okay up and spray a motherfucker if they step in my business
(keep spraying motherf—-!)
sorry that’s my mental illness
need to pop me a pill before i finish these lyrics
(ahhh okay)
now i’m stunting like my daddy
swerving in that caddy
thinking about getting high because my fam rather me that way
just know that i tried but i think it’s time
sincerely signed, $UICIDE

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Unlucky Me

UNLUCKY ME

FUCK FACE

[Verse I: Scrim]
Lil Scotty in the mazi go to war like bush
I been running through New Orleans like I’m Reggie bush
Kush lit it’s the pimp from the underground G
North north out the trench I keep death around me
Fuck you mean
It’s that fiend
Middle fingers stay up
I got them bitches
They praying up to me like Slicky the devil or something
Hand of God
Direct the mob
To pull up and put an end date on your life
But it don’t stop there
We come in and share
The other bullets with the whole second line
God damn
Ima psycho when I’m manic
God damn
Im fucking dykes my dick got magic
My doctors deemed me sick as fuck I guess I’ll manage
Just ice me up when I take that dirt nap with them maggots

[Verse II: Ruby]
flex my winter garments
something fine up under my armpit
just another bitch i harvested
i reap what i sow
all day plowing in the garden
spread my seed on these hoes
oddy got them thotties
on they knees bout to choke
southside shawty
put the ice in isolated
all these bitches think im lonely
but really im fuckin flakey
all these bitches tryna holla
but their voice is always shakin
i got a long ass bridge to get across baby
you wont get passed these ribs
make sure my heart dont cave in
would you really be bout it if i wasnt famous?
always tryna get my money i call that “juicy j-ing”

[Verse III: Germ]
swervin’ lanes
catchin’ plays
stars in the cullinan
jets finna pull it in
hoes in the hangar
scopes on the banger
she need some money i pay her
i’ll see ya later
ruby the mayor
scrimmy came round with them flavors
bitches chew us now and later
beating these bitches like walker texas ranger
i flipped me some whips
i flipped me some hoes
you know how that shit go
i’m out the door with cash for them bows
i ain’t even up my pole
these niggas hoes
i won’t fold
can’t hold my tongue no more
let’s go chops out lookin’ for foes
wait watch my story unfold
hope i don’t get knocked off
visvim socks off
suck me til she lockjaw
forgis with the top off
my wrist gone pop off
molly look like rock salt
my nigga let shots off
we done took his top off

DIRTIESTNASTIEST$UICIDE

Sorry for the Delay

$UICIDEBOY$ x GERM - SORRY FOR THE DELAY

[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

BUCKHEAD

$UICIDEBOY$ x GERM - BUCKHEAD

[Verse I: Germ]
please check the time
please check the clock
Its time to rock
this shit on lock
slid with the mops
don’t reach for that water you’ll get popped
I’m up at the top
dolo no flock
still in the way
I need all of the guap
still in my bag but I need a big box
it ain’t gon work cuz a nigga too hot
Movin’ whoa
holdin’ whoa
way too t’d might crash the rolls
outta my body I still ain’t gon fold
That bitch actin right I might put her in gold
white on her toes and some white up her nose
pints on the floor please leave me alone
i move wit the fleet you def cant get the low
popped out wit the rocket and blew up the store

[Verse II: Ruby]
wasting my time might as well of stole the rollie
burnin big blunts
breakin glass
i might summon the holy ghost
slowly smokin
nose is sloping dope
1000 thoughts at once and now i&#39;m focused
feelin atrocious
feel like provoking these hoes into chokin each other
im hopin i pick the right one
because one is a buffer
the other ones fucking nuts but i think that i might love her
im willing to suffer
im willing to give anything a try at least once
if i like it it’ll be months before i see the fucking sun
and check the clock or ask the time

[Verse III: Scrim]
3 fingers 6 digits for the gang smoking swisher blunts
Ridin middle finger up
Residue stuck in my nose go (snort) and I get high as fuck
Blicky toys
We Greys R Us
Got my bitch on Angel dust
Grip my pistol while she sucking
For a hoe I got no trust
Call the doc
Slick going out his mind
Forgis on the Benz floating like a poltergeist
Till I die it’s grey five nine
100 dollar bills snorting 1000 dollar lines

Champagne Face

$UICIDEBOY$ x GERM - CHAMPAGNE FACE

[Verse I: Ruby]
i think tonight is a good night to die
spent most of my life tryna hide
i’ve tried to see the whole world through a crack in the blinds
lost track of time
pull back the tide
isolating inside of the hive
ready to die
in hell i arrive
leave nothing behind but empty backwoods packs
raised by the last wolfpack
yung mutt in attack mode
taking off the sheep head mask
everything i touch turn ash and my whole soul burnt til its black
now i got horns on my head aint made out of brass
i got horns on my head like a certain zodiac

[Verse II: Scrim]
AK toting
Codeine toasting
Hoodlum from that Northside
Frequent overdoser
Im tip toeing right through hells fire
Break the law
Or break your jaw
Don’t any mother fucker come close to me
Fuck your cause
And fuck your boys
If you really wanna die then come try thee
Yung Christ
Yung Christ
Demons all around
You don’t wanna go outside
Knock knock at the door
Hey honey are you home?
You can hide but you gone die
Ride for the five
And I die for the nine
For my sin can’t atone
Mom raised a killer
Dad turned me gorilla
Ima Psycho down to the bone

[Verse III: Germ]
i don’t wanna be that nigga livin’ no lie
i don’t wanna be on bad sides of .45’s
keep it on me no lie
keep it boppin’ hold fire
mama told me keep it solid
boy these niggas fried
bitch on my dick
lemme beat them insides
i been that nigga
can’t see my demise
ride with the fire been the motto for some time
i def seen that text i’m just not gon’ reply
GREY*59 army
right foot left
peanut butter seats i keep my lil bitch fed
i only see the money i must confess
i can’t rock with these niggas
bitch im pressed
bitch lemme flex
bitch i need checks
bitch i need neck
die for the set
pulled off in a jet
got a dub on my neck
niggas down bad i might buy the whole set

The Serpent and the Rainbow

$UICIDEBOY$ x GERM - THE SERPENT AND THE RAINBOW

[Verse I: Germ]
fire spitter
wood grain whipper
percs cut out the liquor
drank sipper 
fuck a doctor bitch and it’s still fuck my liver
head spinner
Dior on my bitches
they all bout the benjis 
lane switchin 
paint drippin 
hope the feds ain’t on my pimpin 
caught the flight 
we done took off we on pluto now 
walk em down 
his ass fried 
he in them pits right now 
bounties up 
heard they want my head 
This ain’t GTA
NBA ballin like I’m Kobe 
hella choppa blades 
smokin’ potent 
just put down the potion I can barely breathe 
Hennessy colored Mercedes big body we came for the cheese
Pretty please bitch I said once and now you gots to bleed
forgis on the truck when I pull up it’s easy 
bet these demons see me and they wanna be me 
I been out my body uptop like a beanie 
heard that boy he crazy he’s been hot like fevers 
please dont lose yourself you ain’t never gon please me

[VERSE II: Scrim]
Don’t give no fucks I was raised by them goons
Came out the womb I was gripping that tool
Kept the glock 45 in my backpack at school
Grey 59 boy and my click filled with wolves
Sub 8s just to keep my fuckin mind straight
Auto steering and I still can’t even drive straight
Eastern bloc wetto raising up the crime rate
Suicide bitch I’m everything you’re mom hate
G R E Y till I die
Drug addicts up and down my blood line
Chains more flooded than the lower 9
Hear my battle cry oh ohhhhhh
This that DNS slick
Call the EMS quick
Seats color period
Paint PMSing
If them pills pressed then
It’s still fuck it ima pop em
From the west of the Huey
Where we pop, lock, and drop em

[Verse III: Ruby]
gimme all your fucking hate
i need that shit like yesterday
only way 
that im able to motivate myself
“ruby such a loser”
bitch i agree with you what the hell?
insecurity what i sell
g59 the cartel
g59 the army bitch im bout to buy a fucking tank
east bank 
bound 
bitch im south 
of the lake
runnin round town everyday like wow ruby really on the prowl 
better pray
better take your family somewhere safe
i got demons with me i might let em out the cage
suicide live coming at you from the fucking grave
bitch i hide from the limelight im chillin in the shade
when the times right
ill be sidelined 
pay attention to my eyesight
checkin highlights
find the future of the 59 get em signed might let em shine bright and thats really all i gotta motherfucking say

My Swisher Sweet, But My Sig Sauer

$UICIDEBOY$ x GERM - MY SWISHER SWEET, BUT MY SIG SAUER

[Verse I: Germ]
diamonds hit like pop rocks
we got too hot
lightin blunts with lava
we dont do the drama but the Oscars where I’m posted at Grammys on my neck
shoot for the stars I swear to god on that
ima need you to stand on that
im tryna tap in with your almanac
wavey homies hated I got demons in my basement
nigga might piss me off ima lay his ass down on the pavement dreads swangin’
smokin’ Jamaican lookin’ for all my payments
paper chasin Haitian
move the chains like 4th and inches
im here to slay ‘em
all this lean bitch i can’t feel my body
all these pills bitch i can’t feel my body
ain’t no love in my heart I dont feel nobody
keep it to my self I might lose it cant catch a body

[Verse II: Ruby]
white dove fly high
throw my 3s up in the sky
throw my 3s around my eyes and then i call it my disguise
mask off im just outchea with a raw face
ask me how i been and i draw blanks
hold tight til my claws break
full metal jacket kinda heavy
at the bottom of the fuckin lake i parked my chevy
waiting to die but i wasnt born ready
shaking up my life im just tryna hold steady
birds of a feather flock together
grey the fucking gang
aint no one could do it better
two odd numbers right behind a fucking letter
me slick and germ our alliance is forever

[Verse III: SCRIM]
i just popped a pill
pull up what the deal
pistol whip a pussy have em looping on a reel
wood grain wheel
chromed out rims
million dollar deals sign my name as H I M
tales from the north
back from the dead
hard to feel for a pussy when these thorns in my head
2 story grave
trauma on my wrist
3 fingers high other 3 in my bitch
i got problems that won’t go away
don’t understand cuz i been hitting pay
lord i pray that my bitch gay
new opps but my click grey

Center Core Never More

$UICIDEBOY$ x GERM - CENTER CORE NEVER MORE

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My Liver Will Handle What My Heart Can't

KILL YOURSELF (Part III)

Re-upload because the original track was deleted

GHOSTEMANE - Caligula

killstation - perception (prod. killstation)

"RESURRECTION" [ALBUM] - 10/22/16

lyrics :

fuck a fucking placement I don't need you motherfuckers

i'mma get it on my own before I get on your production

cause you fucking pieces of shit don't show no motherfucking love to me

I see right thru your guise you try and hide but you can't run from me



you see me standing here but you won't come inside

you see me and you fear the thoughts inside of your own fucking mind




balance me between the beams

my life is slipping thru the seams

alive but don't know what it means

my mind has stopped producing dreams

production speeds across the seas

American soldiers on the streets

and I cannot help but to see

a land the opposite of free



you see me standing here but you won't come inside

you see me and you fear the thoughts inside of your own fucking mind

you see me standing clear bitch i'mma let you die

you'll never fucking hear from me until the depths consume your life.

resurrection

killstation - exxidae (prod. killstation)

xxxtentacion Feat. Kin$oul & Killstation - Slipknot (Prod. P.Soul)

VEXATION [ALBUM] SOON

lyrics

THEY TRY TO HOLD ME BACK

TO HIDE THE FACT THAT I'M A THREAT

MY MIND'S THE TRUTH BEHIND THE LIES

AND I DEFINE WHAT THEY REGRET

AND FACT THE MATTER IS

IT ISN'T YET A PROMISE TIL IT'S KEPT

AND HONESTLY, WE'LL SEE THE PAST

REPEAT ITSELF UNTIL THE END


I'M MEANT TO BE THE ONE TO FIX THE CYCLE

SPINNING TIL I'M DEAD

I'LL RUN INTO THE SUN UNTIL IT'S COMING

BACK BEHIND MY HEAD

I NEVER KNEW THE REASON THAT 

I WAS ALIVE, UNTIL I BLED

I KNOW I WON'T BE HERE FOR VERY LONG

I'M HANGING BY A THREAD

vexation

killstation - extinction (prod. killstation)

[VERSE I: LIL CUT THROAT]

You mother fucker’s pitiful 
I’m too sick of you
I’m a walking visual
You boys refillable
Unforgivable, once you cross me hoe
Now you a mother fucking stain to Lil Cut Throat [pop]

Let the gun bang
Nuts hang
Drug game ain’t the same
“$avage” tatted on my face
GREY Ape
Reason why we hot box
Fuck a badge
Fuck a cop
Even if the ‘K hot
Watch me bust on any block
Northside Knotty
Scope on the shotty
Semi-blow ya body
Tony gripping on the Tommy bitch

I bite the head off a bat like I’m Ozzy
You got a problem mother fucker?
Come and try me
I’m nothing like what you punk boys wanna embody
North, north
East side
Five nine
Tony grippin’ Tommy...
Fuck around
End up get ya body autopsy
I be that walking zombie
Bath salts
Eating bodies
3 choppas and a shotty
Shooting everybody

Cigarette wet
Bumping Boosie Bad Azz
On them drugs, Jiggin’
Jaws locked - clinching
Trigger finger itching
If you think I’m kiddin’...
Smoke leaking from the sticky that we smoking boy
Fuck a backwoods
Swishers what I use boy
Smoke what I choose
Do what I wanna do
Mother fuck you
And your punk friends too, you bitch


[VERSE II: RUBY DA CHERRY]

blunt lit lungs itch bitch i like the sting

smokin potent thinkin im the chosen one bitch im a king

i can hear my dead homies sing

now my eyes always hurtin wipin tears with diamond rings



hol up fuck boy

who the fuck said we cool

man i quit smokin wit hypebeasts back in 2002

what it do

motherfucker ima fool

ruby da cherry is ghoulin with goblins

if you got a problem then you betta move

from the womb to the tomb

bustin out early bustin out soon

black out the city bitch im back on the 30s

in bout 20 minutes we’ll be on the moon uh



drugs got me fucked up

sluts got me drugged up

fuck 

slap my face against a pill to crush it up

government id

helps get me high

seein stars in the mirror like im lookin with a bright beam

lime green paint but the rims lookin spike lee

mighty sloppy might be cocky

an i in the right scene?

highly unlikey and im willin to fuckin bet





leave a pussy wet

then i leave a pussy wet

im a fuckin vet

im a motherfuckin threat

G59 the set

G59 will make you sweat

i dont give a fuck is my fuckin epithet

lace up my nike decades

meet me at heavens gate

7th ward by the lake til my death

I Want to Die In New Orleans

CARROLLTON

https://G59Records.com

[VERSE I: YUNG $NOW]

mirror mirror on the wall
who the fuck was that ugly ass boy i saw
yung mutt what a dumb fuck
dirty like a dump truck
such a fucking bum haunting slut's guts
i'm disgusted 
i'm busted up
what the fuck did i just put up my nose?
i'm bugging out
knees buckle
i'm ducking out
i'm in trouble now i can see the clouds light out
now i lay myself to sleep
now that i can rest in peace
no questioning my misery
my deathwish granted blissful sleep
my body turns to worms for the birds to eat
internal decay for eternity

[VERSE II: SCRIM]

i can't lie
lately i been on the fucking edge
pistol grip up on my lap
xanax, heron
bunch of meds
fantasizing about death
just need one in my temple
put the gun up to my head
fuck this shit
i shot the lead and now i'm dead
descending though hell
nothing but burning flesh smells
i scream and scream and scream and hear the others yell as well
oh well
just my luck
devil opens up to devour me
that was my old life
now anti-christ he has empowered me

COMA

https://G59Records.com

[VERSE I: YUNG PLAGUE]

straight out of hell
ring the bells
plague is here to stay
roaches and locust they cover me
no halo hovering
follow me in your grave
ain't got no patek because i'll be here until the end of fucking time
thy kingdom come, thy will be done
and still you wonder who am i?
i am the devil's son borned and raised
preaching $UICIDE
googly eyes
tell me more
okay
praise the fucking devil
god can suck my dick
i scorch the plains
making mountains crumble
glaciers melting
oceans swelling
i'm lord of the flames
wait a fucking minute i got more to say
threatening swordplay
some would say nay because the tip of my swrod blade is dipped in chlordane
yung pague breaking fortes
scarecrow in the corn maze
haunting board games
for war we pray
plague is cold in norway
hanging from the doorframe with sores and stains
for war we pray
7th ward the grey
for war we pray

[VERSE II: LIL CHOPPA]

death is inevitable
the fucking scarecrow
walking on his tip toes on your blood stained wood floor
you know mr. typical
hearing the fucking voices through my window
begging to be dead
but no worries
just like chucky, cut throat got the blade and the knife
may thy rise for the yung christ
never even died
my father has forsaken i
i'm still $UICIDE until i die
it's an eye for an eye
speaking of I
I... (someone help me out)
I see the reaper having a busy season
it's getting harder to watch from the bleachers
the father of evil like Knievel
ruby and i stay jumping over people
xanax eating
close to lethal
cigarette breathing
junkie used to needles
so i grew up a fuck up
load the nine up
my time's up

10,000 DEGREES

SMOKIN A RAPPER LIKE GRABBA
I’M HIGH LIKE A LADDER
I DO THE SHIT BADDER IM ROLLING UP FATTER
AND DOWNLOADING DATA
IM SEEING THROUGH MATTER
MAKE EVERYTHING SHATTER

LIKE I WAS ON ACID
MY DICK IS NOT FLACID 
IN FACT IT IS MASSIVE
I CANNOT BE PASSIVE

IM SMOKING THAT SALVIA
DIVINORUM
IMMA RUN UP AND GIVE AN ORANGE
TO AN ALIEN IN THE MORNING

IM FAILING AT LIVING BORING
I BE LEAVING MY BODY INSIDE THE SHOWER
CUZ BODIES FOR PUSSIES AND IM NOT A COWARD
LIL SHAWDY BE WORRIED BEEN GONE FOR AN HOUR
 HUH

DROWNING IN ALL OF MY POWER 
YOU COWER IN FEAR WHILE THE BEAT GET DEVOURED
I SCOUR THE EARTH FOR THE FLOWER TO SMOKE
NOW IM UP LIKE A TOWER YOU SOUR YOU BROKE

(0:38)

LIKE THE DEISEL INSIDE OF MY BLUNT
YOU A WEISEL INSIDE YOU A CUNT
NOT A DOG YOU A RUNT
NOT A BALLER GET HIT WITH THE PUNT
IMMA RUN UP MY DOLLAS NO FRONT 
IN THE BACK WHERE I STUNT

ON A BACKWOOD I DO WHAT I WANT
IF I SLAP GOOD I BUMP IT A TON
LIKE I HUMP ON HER BUM 
PUT A THUMB ON HER CLIT AND SHE CUM
LET IT HIT LIKE A DRUM I COMMIT
AND IT DUMP WHEN IM DONE

(0:51)

WITH THE PUMP IN THE SUN AND IM BUSTING A MISSION 
I RUN WITH MY GUN CASE A NIGGA BE TRIPPING
HE PISSED AND HE DISSIN MY SHOOTING 
MY GROUPING 2 INCHES YOU LOSING 
YOU MIGHT JUST GO MISSING

SHHH

NIGGA TALK TOO MUCH
BUT HE DO NOT DO MUCH
NOT WORRIED HE WILL NOT ACCRUE MUCH
OF CURRENCY
BRINGING INSURGENCY
CAUSE AN EMERGENCY
MOVE WITH SOME URGENCY

THIS IS THE PURGING
EMERGING GET CUT LIKE A SURGEON
YOU BLEED LIKE A VIRGIN
IM SHARP LIKE A STURGEON

AN URCHIN IM SEARCHING FOR 
VERMIN IM SMOKING
BURBON TOBACCO
IT BURNING THAT BURDEN

NOT HURTING NO MORE 
I WONT SHOULDER THAT WEIGHT
I AM COLDER THAN BOULDER
THAT’S OLDER THAN FATE

TAKE A HIT OF THE LIQUOR IM LOSING CONTROL
TAKE A SHIT ON YOU NIGGAS LIKE YOU IN THE BOWL


(1:16)
(POOP SOUND)
(CLAP)
HA HA HA HA HA
IM BAKING LIKE CROCKER
SHE KICKING LIKE SOCCER
MIGHT COME AS A SHOCKER
BUT IM NOT A KNOCKER
AINT KNOCKING ON SHIT

YOU IS A TALKER 
AND IM VERY QUIET
IM BETTING THAT HOE TELLING
PO LIKE A HYATT

IM PARTYING TOO LOUD IT SOUND LIKE A RIOT
IT SMELL A PACK CUZ I HAD TO GO TRY IT

GO ON A DIET INHALING MY VEGETABLES 
BLUNT IS IMMACULATE BUD IS IMPECCABLE
BAG ON THE CEILING SO IT AINT DETECTABLE
I FUCK IT UP ANYWHERE SHIT IS WRECK-ABLE

ALL OF MY IDOLS ARE DYING OR TURNING TO PEDOS
AINT JOKING LIKE LETO
IM PUTTING THAT PETAL TO METAL
CANT SETTLE DOWN
LET EM DOWN
I HAD TO PULL UP I FED HIM ROUNDS

(1:43)
THU!
WHO YOU?
BOOM, BOOM
POW, POW
ZOOMING TO THAT LOUD SOUND
BURN IT AT THE POW WOW

BOOM, BOOM
POW,POW
SOON SOON 
NOW NOW
I CANNOT LET YOU DOWN
LIL DARKIE A TRUE HOUND

what is that melody

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