[RUBY SOHO]

[VERSE]
pull up get your motherfucking skull fucking cracked
Yung Christ has been risen with a Mac up on my lap
20 shots I’m sending out at every fucking gang who’s festering inside the game 
nooses hang 
and ain’t no way out
other than committing suicide 
bitch I’ll die I’m committed for life 
I pull another fuckboys card as I’m pulling the knife 
I’m taking that bitch right out ‘fore I make you swallow lead put a bullet in your brain hoe
stomping fucking creeping 
while this blood leaks out my eyes 
still I am no fucking heathen but I’m sick of all the lies 
I’ll open up your fucking mind and let the lyrics terrorize your mind at night I’m taking one last fucking breath before I take the knife and swipe 
bitch got my bullet vest fully fitted lets motherfucking test it
just to let you fucking know cracking ribs won’t cease sinning

MIDNIGHT $UN (INTERLUDE)

[RUBY DA $LOTH]

[VERSE I]
glock cocked block shot talking bout you fucking rot 
no one better than the god of flesh you losers fucking walk 
squawk squawk crows flock to the body of the sloth
ruby dead again boy watch him fucking drop from the self inflicted gun shots 
hopping right out the black e30
gonna hit the ground right before I’m 30
dropping dead right at 20 got a fucking pocket full of  motherfucking nothing 
cutting nucking motherfucking god damn motherfucking bucking go and cause a tc fucking ruckus 
got me pulling out the cutlas sever heads up in the rusty tainted soaked in flames god damn motherfucking bucket hoe

[VERSE II]
gripping the pole on top a totem pole 
ima whip it out the bowl while I steal your soul I got limericks flashing up in my eyes 
it’s guerrilla warfare and your time is nie 
nine semis loaded when it’s fucking midnight 
heavy motherfucking potent still in my eye 
ima ash it when I cash it bitch I’m ready to die 
roll the fucking dice when my hoe on the line 
no place safe mane 
atom bombs so bombs away
ain’t no other way to convey the all the caverns in my brain
no place safe mane 
atom bombs so bombs away
ain’t no other way to convey the all the caverns in my brain

GLOCK COCKED

[SHAWTY BURN-A-CHURCH]

[VERSE I]
predisposition to murder
creep up behind your girl and slit her throat 
with a blade made of gold 
all these virgin sacrifices 
burn a pagan with a pump
proper fucking death
suicidal prophets
rather he let it burn down 
with a rope on his throat 
than to save all the masses with the pain that he will quote 
from his brain as it stains from the murder that he wrote hoe

[HOOK I]
666 pull a tommy on your bitch
666 burn a church and slit your wrist 
666 pull a tommy on your bitch
666 burn a church and slit your wrist

[VERSE II]
creeping out of the foundation in flames 
I now summon from scrolls I’m a product of pain 
I got black now all lining my lungs 
as I cough up the blood from the storm and the flood and then endlessly rot on the top of the mountain because of the ways the bodies all dropping 
this shits never stopping 
I clutch a new glock and then bust 20 shots at your family let em all rot 

[HOOK II]
666 pull a tommy on your bitch
666 burn a church and slit your wrist 
666 pull a tommy on your bitch
666 burn a church and slit your wrist

DEATH BOUND $OULJA

[YUNG CHRIST]

[VERSE]
Jesus, crucifixions, portrayed on the burning paint of churches
in the dirt of sermons who provided to you by of which they preach to hell against 
so its death and reverence 
shotgun pointed at the preachers head 
pull the trigger send him hence 
2 shots buckshot 
wet him up and let him rot 
pussyboy got caught up shoulda drop 
drop top dropped right down to his motherfucking knees and prayed to his god 
may he never Rest In Peace 
right now after he has sunk to the bottom of hell let the ocean swell
right now yung Christ has been risen imprisoned in the lakes of the ice with a knife in his right that reads dollar sign l o t h and I seem to somehow have forgot to mention it’s murderous
into sprees 
thinking bout killing me
fountains of blood will now have to be shed 
and you will not go delegate god has been dead

[$LEEZU$ CHRIST]

[VERSE]
we from the north, lil bitch
pop the kicks on my stick
ride around with that sticky syrup 
slide the blade all up on my wrist 
pain, you lil bitch 
wanna go and talk this shit 
44 with a platinum grip 
I’m talking them poles then the will trigger slip 
I’ll run to store and then burn it while you all be talking that shit 
you ain’t earned it yuh
you ain’t relating to me or myself so I’m uppin the heat then burn ya yuh 
pussies be talking and talking and talking but you ain’t been known bout the murda
rubberizing grips up on some poles and shit 
I creep out the cut with a burna yuh

KEEP A 'K WIT US [PROD. JACO]

[RUBY DA $LOTH]

[VERSE]
midnight colored cloak 
left to die all on my own oh
gotta get it how I got it 
blow my brains out center fold 
little neurotic 
but so is the prophet who led the exodus right outta the snow 
got no options so I'm turning a profit 
it’s homicide, suicide, you never know 
cut his face off 
cut his face off
take his chains off 
you’ll get the same, god 
cut his face off 
cut his face off
take his chains off 
bet you’ll get the same, god 
sin for the dead who have risen the vision of spirits all walking in corpses 
I’m grabbing lighter fluid burn it inside and out til erupting charcoal ash is foaming out the mouth 
and purest of forms are now brought out the flame 
bitch you mistaken cuz we not the same 
wanna come test me put tags on your gang and I'll roll down your block bitch it’s fucking
E-Day

LOCUST FEAST ON THE EYES OF THE WEARY

Prod: @marrasfall
Mixed/Mastered: @prodslave

Opp Pack

[ALASKAN $CARECROW]

[VERSE]
Blades on the vein, hoe
2 shots in your main hoe
Looking like a crow, mane
Looking like a ghost, mane
Gonna wanna have to pick up the piece if you gonna aim it at my dome, hoe
Everyday I wake up gotta find a way to melt all the ice on the road, hoe
Got a couple blades but my chain stay swanging on 'em
Go divide the human race
Go run the race
I swang on 'em
Woadie on on fire, with a fully loaded glock
Lemme just unload this bitch and aim it at your top, hoe

[HOOK]
Blades on the vein, hoe
2 shots in your main hoe
Looking like a crow, mane
Looking like a ghost, mane
Blades on the vein, hoe
2 shots in your main hoe
Looking like a crow, mane
Looking like a ghost, mane

LOOKING LIKE A CROW, MANE [PROD. JACOMAKAVELI]

[+BRANDONHAMMOND]

[LYRICS]

[YUNG CHRIST]
all I see is scrubs
face mean mug
on a couple drugs 
smoke with migo plug
FTP my blood
Grey the fucking gang 
boy stay in your lane
ugh
christ has been risem
shots out, rounds out
get down, right now
fuckboy wanna test me
I'm lacing all your blunts come and test me
I'm lacing all your blunts come and test me
I've been risen out the fucking pits of Hell
I dwell in your mind
I sell all your souls for a fucking peace of mind
get the fuck away from me
nothing nice
get the fuck away from me
let me in your head for a minute 
hold me in your heart like the martyr
Ruby that $loth got a fucking loaded glock, ha
I also got like 20 other shottas
hear me, thats the last thing you'll hear 
hear me, thats the fucking last thing you'll hear
hear me, thats the last thing you'll hear 
hear me, thats the fucking last thing you'll hear
hear me, thats the last thing you'll hear 
hear me, thats the fucking last thing you'll hear
hear me, thats the last thing you'll hear 
hear me, thats the fucking last thing you'll hear
hear no speak no see no evil
hear no speak no see no evil
hear no speak no see no evil
hear no speak no see no evil

1ST HAND

A upbeat song about trials, tribulations, and friendships

Flowers In The Attic

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