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Antarctica Lettin' a new day begin Lettin' a new day begin Hold to…
Durango '95 Where you gonna go? Where you gonna run? Where you gonna h…
Paris Ayy, ayy, ayy, tell me what you know 'Bout a motherfucker…
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@mavericksdcuo2409
Slickity Sloth the butcher creeping through with that mystic style
Smoking on whatever
Been a junkie since I was a child
Everytime I think of death I start to gon and crack a smile
Never gave no fuck about this life and that's me keeping it mild
Killer gorilla maniac
Put their ashes on my blunt
The police keep hollering "Where they at?"
Buried them in front the lawn
The scarecrow with silent weapons I pull the trigger then disperse
The bodies get dumped in acid so they have no need of a hearse
[Verse 2: Yung Plague]
Looking at the window like I'm staring at a television
Smoking just to pass the time
Slick had died and Christ has risen
Listen to the sixes hissing
Tipping crucifixes
Missing pieces in my wrist it seems I'm sleeping
Chest beating ceases
Riding in the Cadillac with cataracts
Lungs black and chapped
Should have put a cap on those ashes
Lacking in fashion
Fuck getting cashed out bitch
I'm lacking
You're plastic, recyclable and everlasting
@user-vz5hw7yl5q
[Intro: Krayzie Bone]
Murder, mo' murder, mo' murder
Murder, mo' murder, mo' murder
Murder, mo' murder, mo' murder
Murder, mo' murder, mo' murder
Murder, mo' murder, mo' murder
Murder, mo' murder, mo' murder
Murder, mo' murder, mo' murder
Murder, mo' murder, mo' murder
[Verse 1: YUNG $CARECROW]
$lickity $loth the butcher creepin' through with that mystic style
Smokin' on whatever, been a junkie since I was a child
Every time I think of death, I start to grin and crack a smile
Never gave no fuck about this life—and that's me keepin' it mild
Killer gorilla, maniac, put they ashes on my blunt
The police keep hollerin', "where they at?"
Buried them in front the lawn
The $carecrow with silent weapons, I pull the trigger and disperse
The bodies get dumped in acid, so they have no need a hearse
[Verse 2: YUNG PLAGUE]
Lookin' at the window like I'm staring at a television
Smoking just to pass the time
$lick had died, and Christ has risen
Listen to the sixes hissing, tipping crucifixes
Missin' pieces in my wrist, it seems I'm sleepin', chest beatin' ceases
Ridin' in the Cadillac with cataracts, lungs black and chapped
Should have put a cap on those ashes, lackin' in fashion
(Fuck—) Getting cashed out, bitch, I'm lackin'
You're plastic, recyclable and everlasting, uh
[Outro: Krayzie Bone]
Murder, mo' murder, mo' murder
Murder, mo' murder, mo' murder
Murder, mo' murder, mo' murder
@MYSTICPIMP
https://youtu.be/Sk_zZ6kc6ks
@edgar-gl2dp
28 days later
@Feelrightathome
28 days later
@T1WAS
just when you think you've heard every $uicideboy$ song you find like another hundred songs
@miguelpadilla2329
T 1 W A 愛 that’s f true 😂
@miguelpadilla2329
João Barbosa sold my soul to Satan waiting in the line at the mall, Elysian fields, venom, Lamar avenue.
@T1WAS
O pana
@skunk9768
stolen comment
@yondeefeedz
João Barbosa west end is great also Paris and o pana another good one is 10,000 degrees
@md-wf8to
28 weeks sample with the bone thugs sample is fucking insaneeee