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[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

DIRTIESTNASTIEST$UICIDE

My Swisher Sweet, But My Sig Sauer

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

Follow $uicideboy$
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$UICIDEBOY$ x SHAKEWELL - WHOLE LOTTA GREY

Are You Going to See the Rose in the Vase, or the Dust on the Table

Are You Going To See The Rose In The Vase, Or The Dust On The Table?

The Thin Grey Line

Buffalo_Farm_Killer - im_a_killer_but_only_in_my_dreams

Buffalo_Farm_Killer - im_very_sorry

Buffalo_Farm - Bruh

Buffalo_Farm - RUN

chad (feat. RJ Pasin)

https://G59Records.com

[Verse I: Ruby da Cherry]

Crucify me wearing FTP
Cadillac swerving like it's necessary
roll the window down
peeking out
carbon monoxide is leaking out
paranoia turns me into spooky da scary
UFO sightings
I might be responsible
veins look like lightning
better call up the constable
ruby unstoppable
shit is impossible
locked and loaded
left a mess on the wall like the glock exploded
don't knock the slogan
"$UICIDE FOR LIFE"
bitch the clock is broken 
don't try and approach me
trying to hit my roach and hoping we can go to the liquor store if it's open
whatchu think that we gonna become fucking friends?
it's hopeless
better think again
solo til the end
I'm hoping
causing shit to bend until it's fucking broken
Ruby da Cherry fucking focused

[Verse II: Lil Remains]

crucify me reincarnated 
I am the lion riding solo til I'm in the dirt
switch!
now i am Beelzebub 
all of the skies will fall when i rise from the earth
switch!
keep me an AK and keep me a Tec
grey till the grave
tank on my neck
truth or dare?
pick a dare you gonna meet death
9 millimeter
6 in the chamber
one for ya head and one for ya neck
switch!
now i got your bitch on my Nextel
asking for the dick in the hotel
fuck that
need my fix and about 20 mil
dead man
skin dry
ridin' in a hearse
death bed
flat line
put me in a church
watch the mother fucker burn
watch the mother fucker burn!

Live Fast, Die Whenever

$UICIDEBOY$ x TRAVIS BARKER - DON'T TRUST ANYONE! (FEAT. MUNKY)

OFFICIAL MUSIC VIDEO: https://youtu.be/fE9t2IrrDlU

LYRICS:

Run around like I’m hot shit in the mosh pit,
met a goth bitch, now she’s fucking sucking on my rocket,
everyone’s the same, all you lames better stop it,
flyer than a plane and my brain is the cockpit,
heart too full, bitch, it’s nothing like my pockets,
trapped inside a heart-shaped box and I’ma lock it.

Prove ‘em wrong, who the fuck they gonna doubt now?
About to take off, where’s my motherfucking countdown?
I’ll be getting what I wanted, been rewarded,
I’ma stay in my own lane until the day I’m in a coffin,
After that I’ll stick around, the underground becoming haunted,
I’ve been loving what I got and if I got it I’ma flaunt it.

Dumb shit you’ve been buying with your cash flow,
you’d be better off fucking wiping up your asshole.
Going dummy with your money, ain’t shit funny,
there are people in the world, they’re fucking dying, going hungry,
you could spare a couple dollars till their tummies looking chubby,
I’ll be giving fucking lectures like professors acting nutty.

Run around like I’m hot shit in the mosh pit,
met a goth bitch, now she’s fucking sucking on my rocket,
everyone’s the same, all you lames better stop it,
flyer than a plane and my brain is the cockpit,
heart too full, bitch, it’s nothing like my pockets,
trapped inside a heart-shaped box and I’ma lock it.

I’ma rock it, I’ma rock it, come alive in the sky like a rocket.
I’ma rock it, I’ma rock it, I’ll be flying to Orion like a rocket.
I’ma rock it, I’ma rock it, come alive in the sky, I’m a rocket.

ROCKET (prod. bearded legend) [OFFICIAL MUSIC VIDEO OUT NOW]

uh
Imma mo fuckin punk
I Like to get fucking Drunk
At Times I act like a mug
Cuz I might be off dem drugs
I think that I might be nuts
EEE

F in for the chat 
I’ve had 4 days of crap
From a bitch
Who just really wanna smash me
Fuck alla dat
get all da back
Den fuck off a pack
That’s tax free

Ay
Had to ditch that mask and the vest
But yet I’ll rep a bally if you were out with the chef 
if any fucking pussy moving left
Imma put him in check 
With a quef thru his chest
I dish out the death
I spark up the meth 
I’ll pop a few pills 
I sniff up dat ket 
run up the set
I make yo bitch wet
Ay
They don’t own me
Yet nevertheless the mic knows me
I’m Coming straight for yah neck 
I’m no phoney Uh
I live for the blood that flows on me 
wanna go toe to toe I’m like broly 
shadow box your face into the unholy Moly
If you got a plan for p then come show me
Got too many homies that owe me 
Might have to run up on bro
with tha pokey Slowly 
Pull up with Henny2 fucking cozy 
Spin mans jaw Like a rollie pollie 
Then Ill smoke up And go do ghostie
need you to face the facts
Pick a step and fuckin take it back
Got the motherfuckin blade in tact
Got an army up in russia that’ll beat your face from black To Blue To black
To blue To black
Yeah
I’m sick of fucking sleeping 
Im a demon
You can fuck you fuckin goals
That You be dreamin
I don’t do what I am told
I Do up treason
Fuck a heathan
I got no time to fuckin wait 
Id rather leave em
Id rather die young than get old
So Fuck a heathen 
I drink monsta ultra 
with my vodka 
You should Call me Kyle 
like you oughta
Shoulda Thoughta Be fore ya
Found out that uh

Imma mo fuckin punk
I Like to get fucking Drunk
At Times I act like a mug
Cuz I might be off dem drugs
I think that I might be nuts
EEE

F in for the chat 
I’ve had 4 days of crap
From a bitch
Who just really wanna smash me
Fuck alla dat
get all da back
Den fuck off a pack
That’s tax free

FUCK OFF
THIS BEAT IS NOT PUNK!
I AM THE ANTI MONK 
YOU UNDER A ROCK LIKE GUNK
SMOKING ON A PACK OF THAT

FUCKING UP A NIGGA LUNG
AND PUT HIM ON HE BACK
I AM IN THE ALLEY TAKE A PENNY
FOR THE CRACK
XANNY WITH THE HENNY 
MAKE A LITTLE NIGGA YACK
EVERYBODY WANNA BE PUNK
WITH THEY TATS 
BUT IT ISN’T VERY PUNK TO
DO SOMETHING IN THE PAST
IF WE STOPPED HUFFING NOS
AND MADE MUSIC DIFFERENT THAN EACH OTHER’S DAWGS
AND WE STOPPED BREAKING EVERYBODY’S JAWS
SO THEY CANT SAY NOTHING ABOUT YOUR CAUSE
AND INSTEAD OF FOLLOWING WE MADE THE LAWS
AND INSTEAD OF WALLOWING WE KICK A FUNK
AND IF WE MANAGE THAT BEFORE THE SHIP HAS SUNK
THAN ALL YOU PUSSY BITCHES CAN BE CALLED A PUNK
I WANNA
LET YOU KNOW THAT YOU WERE NEVER SHIT
AND YOU WELL NEVER BE ABLE TO FIT YOUR DICK
INSIDE YOUR OWN JAW UNLESS YOU BREAK YA BACK
OR YOU PRACTICE THAT UNTIL YOU DRAIN YA SACK
OF ALL
SEMEN AND MEANING IM SEEMING REAL MEAN AND I 
MEAN IT WHEN I SAY A NIGGA IS FIENDING
IM SICK AND IM DREAMING 
YOU SWEAR THAT YOU SEEN HIM 
UP ON A ROOF SCREAMING “HEY,”

PUNK! Ft. LIL DARKIE (Prod. CHASE)

YUNG - RARE - FALL IN LINE W KXNG (Prod. MARS MISSION)

GIMME A SECOND

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