Sarcophagus III
SuicideBoy Lyrics

Here is a quick look at the
Let me give you a snapshot of the

Use of guns in the
Frequency of firearms being used in the

Last twenty-four hours three police officers
In the past 24 hours, three law enforcement officers

Shot and wounded in the
Were shot and injured during

Space of an hour last night a man was shot in
Within the span of an hour last night, someone was shot in

Broad daylight and subsequently seen walking
During daylight hours and then observed walking

Away from the scene
Away from where it happened

Point me a tone
Indicate a target for me

Point, point, point me a tone right
Direct me towards the intended target immediately

Point me a tone right dead at ya' dome, fool
Direct me towards the precise target, aiming directly at your head, you fool

Murder, murder on my mind
Constantly thinking about committing murder

$uicidal all the time
Feeling suicidal all the time

They just stay blinded by the sight of
Others remain oblivious to

Blood that's drippin' down my eyes
The blood flowing down my eyes

Shoot me a bitch 'til the clip go "click"
Shoot someone until the magazine runs out of bullets

Heard that you're tippin' police and shit
I heard that you're informing the police and other similar actions

Rat motherfuckers, I ain't got love for 'em
I have no affection for those who act disloyal, like rats

Internet thugs talkin' all over the forum
Cowards acting tough online, spreading their words on various platforms

Bitch, I hate everybody
I despise everyone, you included

I ain't here to make friends
I'm not interested in forming friendships

Shade throwin' on Twitter like
Making indirect insults on Twitter as if

We'll never meet again
We'll never have the chance to meet face-to-face

See you in the flesh, and your tone change up
When I see you in person, your attitude will change

Yung Christ, I can never-ever be touched
I, Yung Christ, am untouchable

$carecrow stick talk, triggers, I clutch
I confidently handle conversations about violence and firmly grip firearms

Hoes all around me want their
Many promiscuous women near me desire

Clit to be touched
Stimulation of their clitoris

Ain't learned yet that I'd rather do drugs
They haven't realized that I prefer doing drugs

Hoe
Derogatory term for a woman

Yung Plague got a one-way ticket
Yung Plague, the artist, has a one-way ticket

Some say he the young flame
Some people refer to him as the young flame

With the gunplay on a Sunday
Engaging in violent acts on a Sunday

Make a fuckin' pussy boy stand
Forcing a weak and cowardly boy to face me

In the blood rain
Surrounded by blood, like rain

Ruby levitate, another gun bang
Ruby (another artist) rises, another gunshot is fired

Chump change boy, now you gotta hate boy
Insignificant boy, now you have to hate me

Pull up the with the motherfuckin' AK, boy
Arrive with the AK-47, boy

Pull up like it's motherfucking game day, boy
Arrive as if it's a significant day for confrontation, boy

Shoot 'em with the pistol, shoot
Shoot them with a handgun, shoot

'em point blank, boy, yuh
Them at extremely close range, boy, yes

Uzi fucking fire like a gun range, boy
Uzi submachine gun firing fiercely, like at a shooting range, boy

Cum stains on your dumb dame, boy, ayy
Sexual fluids on your unintelligent woman, boy, yeah

Yung Plague was a dead boy, ayy
Yung Plague is a deceased individual, yeah

No shame in the blunt, aye
No embarrassment in using marijuana, hey

Don't be scared, boy, ayy
Do not feel frightened, boy, yeah

Just let me choke in the flames
Allow me to suffocate in the flames

Welcome to the motherfuckin' genocide
You have entered a situation where mass killing occurs

Bloody murder run through my fucking mind
Thoughts of gruesome killings fill my mind

Grey clouds surround when we take a life
A sense of darkness and gloom prevails when we end someone's life

Last thing you taste is my fucking knife
Before you die, the final thing you experience is the taste of my sharp blade

Pointing me a tone aiming straight at ya dome
Directing me towards a target, aiming directly at your head

Shine through the dark
Radiate through the darkness

Now there’s nothing but the chrome
Now all that remains is the metallic surface of the gun

Cut ya' body up, and I throw it in a hole
Dissecting your body into pieces, and disposing of it in a grave

AK strapped never trying to
Always armed with an AK-47, never attempting to

Fuck with the boys g-G59
Mess around with the boys from G59 (group name)

Don’t try to cross the line
Do not attempt to exceed the boundaries

Fucking with the killers I'ma have
Associating with dangerous individuals will result in

To make your soul mine
Claiming ownership of your soul

Fucking with the murderers
Engaging with individuals who commit murder

I’ll have you breathing no more
I will ensure that you no longer have the ability to breathe

Ruby stay strapped with an all black 44
Ruby remains armed with an entirely black .44 caliber firearm

Scrim with the K he don’t give
Scrim (another artist) with the K (presumably a weapon), he does not care

A fuck ‘bout a hoe
At all about a promiscuous woman