Venom
$uicideboy$ Lyrics


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Two strikes
Turn that pussy to a sacrifice
Slash 'n' gut the gar
Ash the blunt and park
Roll the window down and ask the price
I've always hated flashing lights
I'd rather grab the mask and knife
Snag the cash in spite the fact I smashed your bitch for asking nice
I'm passing pipes and glass and spikes
I bag the ice
Ignite the rags in gasoline
One strike of the match and now we talking thrice
Three strikes
I might forget the events of tonight
Ruby all bite
Leave 'em bleeding
Leave the scene and say goodnight

If we got business motherfucker
Let me know
Everybody know my rep since 1994
I don't swing high if I got that nine
Bitch in Calvin Klein
Blunts borderline
Fuck it still smoke it anyway
I be that suicidal worshiped idol
Filled up with that medication
Burning bibles
Grab your child
Chopper style a generation
Reading revelations got me thinking
Been ready to die but I ain't got no fucking patience
You feel me

Waking up dirty sodas get poured in
I had some blues, but I sold 'em
Keep K's in Glocks, but they stolen
I might just flip 'em and profit
Makin' more off licks
Run your pockets
My OG's poppin' a rocket
I pray to God they free Gozm
But God don't hear me
These prophets is all too fake so I'm mobbin'
If you can't get 'em
I got 'em
Pull up and handle the problem
Squeeze 3 hear it move through he breeze
Now you standing bloody can't breathe
Got goonies who gone off that tweak




Sip syrup and drank Hennessy
That just be the truth through these streets

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Venom by $uicideboy$ are filled with violent imagery and references to drug and criminal activity. The opening lyrics speak to the artist's disregard for the law and the potential consequences of their actions, with lines like "Two strikes/Turn that pussy to a sacrifice" and "I might forget the events of tonight." The theme of violence and criminal activity continues throughout the song as the artist alludes to robbery and drug dealing, as well as a general disregard for authority.


As the song progresses, the lyrics move towards a more introspective tone, with the artist reflecting on their place in the world and their own mortality. There are references to drug use and suicidal thoughts, with lines like "I be that suicidal worshiped idol/Filled up with that medication/Burning bibles" and "Been ready to die but I ain't got no fucking patience." The song concludes with a reference to the artist's own sense of isolation and disconnection from the rest of the world, with the line "That just be the truth through these streets."


Line by Line Meaning

Two strikes
I've got two chances to do what I need to do


Turn that pussy to a sacrifice
I'm going to use violence to achieve my goals


Slash 'n' gut the gar
I'm going to damage and destroy the property of those who stand in my way


Ash the blunt and park
I'm going to take a break and smoke a blunt before continuing my mission


Roll the window down and ask the price
I'm looking to buy something illegal from someone on the street


I've always hated flashing lights
I don't like police or attention from authority figures


I'd rather grab the mask and knife
I'd rather be anonymous and use violence to achieve my goals


Snag the cash in spite the fact I smashed your bitch for asking nice
I don't care who I hurt or what I have to do to get what I want


I'm passing pipes and glass and spikes
I'm using and distributing drugs and weapons


I bag the ice
I sell drugs for profit


Ignite the rags in gasoline
I'm going to start a fire or cause an explosion


One strike of the match and now we talking thrice
I'm capable of causing great destruction with just a small act


Three strikes
I'm willing to take extreme measures to get what I want


I might forget the events of tonight
I'm willing to do something so extreme that it will traumatize me


Ruby all bite
I'm tough and not afraid to hurt others


Leave 'em bleeding
I'm willing to cause serious harm to others


Leave the scene and say goodnight
I'm going to escape without getting caught or punished


If we got business motherfucker
If you want to do something with me


Let me know
Tell me what you want to do


Everybody know my rep since 1994
I have a reputation for being dangerous and violent for a long time


I don't swing high if I got that nine
I don't need to fight fair if I have a gun


Bitch in Calvin Klein
A woman in designer clothes


Blunts borderline
I'm always on the edge of being high


Fuck it still smoke it anyway
I'm going to smoke even if I know it's bad for me


I be that suicidal worshiped idol
I'm someone who is admired for being reckless and self-destructive


Filled up with that medication
I'm using drugs to cope with my problems


Burning bibles
I'm rejecting religion and authority


Grab your child
I'm going to use violence against innocent people


Chopper style a generation
I'm going to use guns to kill many people


Reading revelations got me thinking
I'm reading a religious text that's making me have dark thoughts


Been ready to die but I ain't got no fucking patience
I'm willing to die for my beliefs, but I'm not willing to wait for it


You feel me
Do you understand what I'm saying?


Waking up dirty sodas get poured in
I'm starting my day by drinking sugary, caffeinated drinks


I had some blues, but I sold 'em
I had some problems, but I made money by selling drugs


Keep K's in Glocks, but they stolen
I have guns, but I got them illegally


I might just flip 'em and profit
I might sell my stolen guns to make more money


Makin' more off licks
I'm making more money through theft and crime


Run your pockets
I'm going to steal your money


My OG's poppin' a rocket
My older friends are using explosives and causing destruction


I pray to God they free Gozm
I hope that my imprisoned friend is released


But God don't hear me
I feel like my prayers are going unanswered


These prophets is all too fake so I'm mobbin'
I don't believe in authority figures or traditional religious leaders


If you can't get 'em
If you can't handle your problems


I got 'em
I'm capable and willing to take care of them for you


Pull up and handle the problem
I'm going to respond to problems with violence and aggression


Squeeze 3 hear it move through he breeze
I'm firing a gun and hearing the bullet travel through the air


Now you standing bloody can't breathe
I've hurt or killed someone with my violence


Got goonies who gone off that tweak
I have friends who are addicted to drugs and make poor decisions because of it


Sip syrup and drank Hennessy
I'm drinking both cough syrup and Hennessy, two drugs with different effects


That just be the truth through these streets
Violence, drug use, and crime are common occurrences where I come from




Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Aristos Petros

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Most interesting comment from YouTube:

@rememberamberx

[Intro: D.J. Live Wire]
Ratatatatatata, boom!
Ratatatatatata, boom!

[Verse 1: YUNG OOZE]
Two strikes, turn that pussy to a sacrifice
Slash and gut the gar, ash the blunt and park
Roll the window down, and ask the price
I've always hated flashin' lights, I'd rather grab the mask and knife
Snag the cash in spite the fact I smashed your bitch for asking nice
I'm passin' pipes and glass and spikes, I bag the ice
Ignite the rags in gasoline, one strike of the match
And now we talking thrice, three strikes
I might forget the events of tonight, Ruby all bite
Leave 'em bleeding, leave the scene and say, "goodnight!"

[Bridge: D.J. Live Wire & LIL CUT THROAT]
Cut Throat, Cut Throat
Cut Throat, Cut Throat
Cut Throat
Ratatatatatata—
Cut Throat, Cut Throat
Cut Throat, Cut Throat
—boom!

[Verse 2: LIL CUT THROAT]
If we got business, motherfucker, let me know (who?)
Everybody know my rep since 1994 (four!)
I don't swing high, if I got that nine, bitch in Calvin Klein
Blunts borderline—fuck it, still smoke it anyway
I be that $uicidal worshipped idol, filled up with that medication
Burning bibles, grab your child, chopper style a generation
Readin' revelations got me thinking
Been ready to die, but I ain't got no fucking patience, you feel me?
[Bridge: D.J. Live Wire]
Ratatatatatata, boom!

[Verse 3: Shakewell]
Wakin' up, dirty sodas get poured in
I had some blues, but I sold 'em
Keep K's, and Glocks but they stolen
I might just flip 'em and profit
Make more off licks, run your pockets
My OG's poppin' a rocket
I pray to God they free Gozm
But God don't hear me, these prophets is all too false, so I'm mobbing
If you can't get 'em, I got 'em
Pull up and handle the problem
Squeeze three, hear it move through the breeze
Now you standing bloody, can't breathe
Got goonies who gone off that tweak
Sip syrup and drank Hennessy
That just be the truth through these streets

[Outro: D.J. Live Wire]
Ratatatatatata, boom!



All comments from YouTube:

@alexfaudel5245

You know the shit goes hard when no one can agree on the best verse

@hangezoe2939

I may not be able to agree on the best verse but I can agree with this comment

@BJ.Cardoso

Ruby

@OJAddict

@@BJ.Cardoso Ruby’s flow is insane

@puffcatco

Shake's verse definetly. mans created a fucking earthquake in the studio when he did the verse.

@alexfaudel5245

@@puffcatco I can't even pick one man. Like ruby usually rips tf into every song but its not very often that the others can match his energy. They definitely did on this one.

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@carter6070

The flo in each verse..this song is waaay to under rated, should be up there with Paris.

@theauditor5275

Exactly

@calebmurphy4829

It has 11.4 million listens on SoundCloud.

@metrinshshotya

or even higher

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