Fukkit & Dutchman - Ready Or Not (feat. Snubnose Frankenstein)

LYRICS-
[VERSE I: RUBY DA ARCHANGEL]

when i die auction off all my body parts
lets see what oddy costs
under my skull the shotty's cross
got all these opps on my dick like it's made of metal
making so much money it's like my boss is the devil
she loved me she loves not i done ran out of petals
littered the ground with rose bits ill grip this thorny stem forever
a portrait of my pain an homage to my suffering
same tale i been uncovering
im staining the whole world grey yall get back to coloring
in this mental prison im locked up like a pitbulls jaw

[VERSE II: HALF CIG]

Slickity slickity sloth
Thug Bach
Shoot up the mass
It will B minor
Jabbing my arm no Pfizer
Dick cuffed like it cum with priors
Liars, All around me talking hugs and love
Attaching kisses that come with wishes for death so they can touch my trust
Fuck
That’s some hard mother fucking truth
Still contemplating suicide
Just upgraded a couple coupes
Morally bankrupt
Call a skank up
To pretend she love me
“But I do love you”
hoe don’t talk while you fucking sucking

[RUBY DA ARCHANGEL]: 
uhhhh
should we?
i...
that was a lil short bruh

[HALF CIG]
well 
fuck, bro

[RUBY DA ARCHANGEL]: 
can we?

[HALF CIG]:
i just did 8 bars cuz i thought you said all you had to say

[RUBY DA ARCHANGEL]: 
i got-
i got more shit to say, broke
like...

[HALF CIG]:
well i mean...

[RUBY DA ARCHANGEL]: 
what?
tell me

[HALF CIG]:
they saying you lost touch...

[VERSE III: RUBY DA ARCHANGEL]

who the fuck said ruby done lost his touch?
blame my success on lots of luck
but lots of luck didnt get your bitch unfucked
blame my absense on the fact that my dick got stuck
call me evergreen
your bitched never seemed like she lost touch
begging me she wants her jaw fucked
withdraw from dope before i withdraw my cash
use her tongue to collect ash
for the stash i guess ill smash
pull off in a gle wagon fucked up i might crash
just thoughts and feelings from the half of me that is white trash

[VERSE IV: HALF CIG]

Bitch I cheated death
Ain’t a thing that I can’t do
Manipulation shorty
I could sell ice to Nanook
I could sell ice to the jeweler
I could sell Christ like I’m Judas
Self righteous type of a shooter
Make my life insurance shoot up
Wet screwed up
Product of my environment
My therapist was talking Freud
I rolled my eyes Then fired the bitch
Why would I quit?
My drug of choice is overdosing duhhh
My dick got no limits
I’m master p pimping
And making them bitches say ughhhhh

[OUTRO: RUBY DA ARCHANGEL & HALF CIG]

rain, rain
go away
200 on the dash
watch me hydroplane
gang, gang
gang’s all grey
from new orleans to ottawa
from atlanta to the bay

THE_EVIL_THAT_MEN_DO

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lyrics:

Baby bring a friend or else it's pointless
They toggle with my joystick
Im getting heads or tails just like a coin flip

Playing with your pussy watch it moisten
Then swim in there like koi fish
I heard the dick is toxic like some poison

Her ass fat but check the PH
You a fruit like V8
Ball hard like EA
And I give her my kids like YMCA
Out the dirt like D-Day
Told her move it slow like instant replay
Baby it's your B-day!
Show me what you got go run the relay

Pass the stick to your bestie
Let her touch my testies
She making my dick empty
I busted it's plenty

Then hasta la vista
Told her senorita
Tu eres bien bonita
Y quieres que te pinta?

This a bump like a coke key
It's bread you get toasty
The shadows what has cloaked me
Do not come provoke me
I fucked on her lowkey
That n**** really saw her as a trophy
My brother got the hammer like im Loki

Pussy say stroke me!
Peek at you she playing with my balls like it's Poke
I gotta let her throat me
Ass like a donkey
She said can you poke me? 
I put that in slowly bend it over touch your toes please

Money in the bank like WWE
It's just me ain't no W, E
We blowing up like IED's

Get inside that pussy like a IUD
She got good brain like Ivy League
It's just me ain't no I in team

Fuck yall!
Really on my balls
Im just busy making calls, why they in my draws? 
Fuck off!
You could suck it soft
The body getting tossed flip ya switch and turn you off

Pushing P

Peroxide