THE CRESCENT MOON AND THE RISING SUN
SuicideBoy Lyrics
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Ayy, yuh, uh, ayy
Hailing from the Chopper City
Weather leaves you hot and sticky
Leopard print, I ain't no
Kitty, pussyboys can mock, no pity
Simmer down, bitch, I'm burnin'
Yung Mutt in the cut, gotta duck the fifty
Been popped twice fuck a cop
Nothin' nice comes from the
System's gritty grip
I sip the Uzi, face don't look so pretty
Bitch, I grip the TEC so loosely
Leave you feeling chilly
Bitch, I'm from Gentilly
Don't want to count a milli'
Smokin' all my cash in a Philly
Kill me, bitch, I will be free in a
World where you can't bill me, yuh, uh
Nina Simone up in my ear while
I debate to take my life
Bunch of voices all I hear
Paranoia in my eyes
Got them fuckboys in my sight
Bit's of organs on my knife
Mirror image from the tinted that
Reminds me that I'm Christ, sucka
Boogeyman under your covers
I hover above the street gutters, no
There ain't another
Forever I'm packin' the thunder and snuffer
And popping these uppers
I kill for my brothers
Welcome to the last supper, thanks for coming
Now close the shutters motherfucker, uh
The song "The Crescent Moon and The Rising Sun" by SuicideBoys is a powerful and introspective track. The lyrics reflect on the struggles and challenges of life, as well as the inner turmoil and paranoia that can sometimes come with it. The song begins with Ruby da Cherry describing his hometown of Chopper City, which is characterized by hot and sticky weather. He then asserts his confidence by stating that he is not just a leopard print kitty, but a fierce force to be reckoned with. He warns his enemies to simmer down or face the consequences, while also acknowledging the danger he faces from the police.
The chorus of the song centers around the haunting voice of Nina Simone, suggesting that the artist is contemplating suicide and feeling paranoid. He describes hearing various voices in his head and seeing images of organs on his knife, emphasizing his inner turmoil. However, he also notes that he is "Christ," suggesting that he may find peace in his own sense of self. The song then concludes with an intense and violent tone, as Ruby da Cherry asserts his loyalty to his brothers and declares himself ready to face any challenge.
Overall, "The Crescent Moon and The Rising Sun" is a song that delves deep into the artist's psyche, exploring themes of sadness, paranoia, and violence. The lyrics are evocative and powerful, painting a picture of a troubled and complex individual.
Line by Line Meaning
Ruby da Cherry, yah, yah, yah, yah, ayy
Introducing the rapper, Ruby da Cherry
Hailing from the Chopper City
Coming from a place with major crime and violence
Weather leaves you hot and sticky
The weather is oppressive
Leopard print, I ain't no Kitty, pussyboys can mock, no pity
Don't mistake me for someone weak and don't expect me to show mercy
Simmer down, bitch, I'm burnin'
I'm hot and not interested in dealing with your nonsense
Up in the ash, don't sift me
I'm already amidst destruction, don't try to bring me down further
Yung Mutt in the cut, gotta duck the fifty
My friend is around and we have to avoid the police
Been popped twice fuck a cop
I've been arrested twice and now have a deep resentment for authority
Nothin' nice comes from the System's gritty grip
The system is corrupt and only serves to hurt us
I sip the Uzi, face don't look so pretty
I'm deep in thought with a weapon in my hand, looking tough
Bitch, I grip the TEC so loosely
I'm so used to having a firearm that I don't even grip it tightly
Leave you feeling chilly
My presence instills fear in others
Bitch, I'm from Gentilly
I am from the Gentilly neighborhood
Don't want to count a milli'
I don't care about wealth
Smokin' all my cash in a Philly
I'm spending all my money on weed
Kill me, bitch, I will be free in a World where you can't bill me, yuh, uh
I don't fear death because it will bring me to a world where I am not oppressed by capitalism
Nina Simone up in my ear while
I am listening to the music of Nina Simone
I debate to take my life
I am contemplating suicide
Bunch of voices all I hear
I am experiencing auditory hallucinations
Paranoia in my eyes
I am paranoid
Got them fuckboys in my sight
I am angry with some people
Bit's of organs on my knife
I have killed people before
Mirror image from the tinted that
I see myself in a window
Reminds me that I'm Christ, sucka
I see myself as a messiah or savior figure
Boogeyman under your covers
I am frightening to others
I hover above the street gutters, no
I feel above the common people
There ain't another
There is no one else like me
Forever I'm packin' the thunder and snuffer
I am always armed and ready to shoot
And popping these uppers
I am abusing stimulant drugs
I kill for my brothers
I would kill to protect my friends
Welcome to the last supper, thanks for coming
This could be interpreted as a sarcastic invite to join me in death
Now close the shutters motherfucker, uh
Close the blinds, we don't want anyone to see inside
Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Aristos Petrou, Scott Arcenaux
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
Fuck God
[Verse 1: 7th Ward Lord]
Hailing from the Chopper City
Weather leaves you hot and sticky
Leopard print I ain't no kitty
Pussy boys can mock
No pity
Simmer down bitch I'm burning up in the ash
Don't sift me
Yung Mutt in the cut got to duck the 50
Been popped twice
Fuck a cop
Nothing nice comes from the system's gritty grip
I sip the uzi face don't look so pretty
Bitch, I grip the tec so loosely
Leave you feeling chilly
Bitch, I'm from Gentilly
Don't want to count a Milli
Smoking all my cash in a Philly
Kill me bitch
I will be free in a world where you can't bill me
[Verse 2: Yung $carecrow]
Nina Simone up in my ear while i debate to take my life
Bunch of voices all i hear
Paranoia in my eyes.
Got them fuckboys in my sight
Bits of organs on my knife
Mirror image from the tinted that reminds me that I'm Christ sucka
boogeyman under your covers
I hover above the street gutters
No there ain't another
Forever i’m packin the thunder and snuffer
And poppin these uppers
I kill for my brothers
Welcome to the last supper
Thanks for coming
Now close the shutters motherfucker
Eduardo Rivas
Hailing from the Chopper City
Weather leaves you hot and sticky
Leopard print I ain't no kitty
Pussy boys can mock
No pity
Simmer down bitch I'm burning up in the ash
Don't sift me
Yung Mutt in the cut got to duck the 50
Been popped twice
Fuck a cop
Nothing nice comes from the system's gritty grip
I sip the uzi face don't look so pretty
Bitch, I grip the tec so loosely
Leave you feeling chilly
Bitch, I'm from Gentilly
Don't want to count a Milli
Smoking all my cash in a Philly
Kill me bitch
I will be free in a world where you can't bill me
[Verse 2: Yung $carecrow]
Nina Simone up in my ear while i debate to take my life
Bunch of voices all i hear
Paranoia in my eyes.
Got them fuckboys in my sight
Bits of organs on my knife
Mirror image from the tinted that reminds me that I'm Christ sucka
boogeyman under your covers
I hover above the street gutters
No there ain't another
Forever i’m packin the thunder and snuffer
And poppin these uppers
I kill for my brothers
Welcome to the last supper
Thanks for coming
Now close the shutters motherfucker
semiblvck
Once you first start listening to $uicide Boy$, it slowly becomes the only thing you listen to... at least in my case.
am I real?
I can't listen to anything else lol
hemper710
I listen to xxxtentacion and ski mask the slump god , only people I listen to now
(Including $uicideboy$)
Vilavain
***** so who cares? its good music either way...
Vilavain
***** good comeback
May Flower
Unpopular opinion: this type of esthetics is much cooler than big budget music videos
NGHmusic
nope just a fact
ExtremeBassBoosted
true af
Kult
Popular*
Alot of big artist adopted similar aesthetics
Shaiajwndbd
@Kult I hate their new videos though I miss this aesthetic I don't want to just see shitty lyric videos