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...And To Those I Love, Thanks For Sticking Around $uicideboy$ Take me home Take me home It's the one place I can rest in peace Turn off my phone So many messages I wish I could just delete Questioning my existence Questioning my decisions Burning down all THE_EVIL_THAT_MEN_DO $uicideboy$ Intro You ask me to help you How can I when you've kidnapped and stolen For all I know, even murdered By nightfall, we will have left your Earth You will not see us until it is time Time for what $uicideboy Unlucky Me $uicideboy$ $outhside Shorty on them all black Forgis $uicide for life but I ain't touring at 40 Bitches begging for a ring just 'cause I can kinda sing But the only thing that I want is to be a fucking normie Hold Resistance is Useless $uicideboy$ Intro: $crim & Koopsta Knicca Tie 'em— Tie 'em to my bumper, drug 'em, fuck 'em I don't love 'em, dump 'em slumped Put 'em— Put 'em in a ho spot, take me to the stash pot Tie 'em— Tie 'em to my bumper, Eulogy $uicideboy$ problems Leave me at the bottom, more comfortable with Gomorrah and Sodom I chew on fent and rot my teeth All for moments of peace and slow heart beats Got offered, a God I dissed, who gon' save me Hmph Escape from Babylon $uicideboy$ Intro You did good, $lick I, I truly had thoughts in my mind It's a Smash Of us and future you'll come true And I know you're tryin' to be everything I need You're the sweetest thing, treated me like everything Ashes of Luxury $uicideboy$ Intro Something to chief to, something to chief to bro Smoked out Chiefin' on a blunt, smellin' like Indo Smoked out Sit back, relax and chill and meditate Smoked out Rolling in my city, making cheese Genesis $uicideboy$ Intro: Freddy Krueger Hey, you, yeah, I'm talkin' to you Get over here, I said, Get over here Much better chump, ahaha You know they say that money is the root of all evil Oh, no wonder I love it so much Are You Going to See the Rose in the Vase, or the Dust on the Table (Explicit Ver.) $uicideboy$ it (You did good $lick) I'm just reckless with myself (It's a Smash) Taking over, something only time will tell Wetto, ayy Already know what time I'm on, double R slidin' on audubon She tryna get my love Matte Black $uicideboy$ moseying Matte black, smokin' packs Panic attacks, back to back Xanax on my lap, debating, should I relapse But back to the hoe I was talkin' 'bout I just wanna put it up in her mouth Pimping up in my Fucking Your Culture $uicideboy$ spray Never could be fucked with, my dick, they love to suck it They calling me game seven $lick, I switch a bitch like subjects Pull up continental, make a hoe gеt sentimental I got 18K in dental, ballin Now and at the Hour of Our Death (feat. BONES) (Explicit Ver.) $uicideboy$ It's $carecrow (Run) Yeah, homicide painted on my eyes (North) I come from fiends (North) Crucify me in the North (Northside), nailed to the trees (Northside) Light a cig and go to hell (Northside), $uicideboy$ Were Better in 2015 $uicideboy$ Load the ammo, $carecrow no shadow Bloody pianos, sold-out gallows My mind so harrowed from tragic backroads traveled Waking up with dread, pop off on my meds, nose deep in narcotics Window shopping for No Matter Which Direction I'm Going in, I Never Chase These Hoes $uicideboy$ a lame to blow out thеir brains Cruising like a mack, Wetto be pulling up like he the Mayor Skrt Bitches that want me to save 'em, nah Fuck 'em and put 'em in labour, nah Creeping with one in the chamber In Constant Sorrow $uicideboy$ the clothes – it comes and it goes One day I'll be ready to gather my bones, dig me a hole Say goodbye as my two eyes start to close Break yo' s— But that day ain't even close, all of y'all leave me alone Self-Inflicted $uicideboy$ (This was made exclusively for FTP) Ruby, Ruby, Ruby You don't fuckin' know me, bitch (pull the trigger, Budd Dwyer) I'm tired of all these dudes (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy) Hmm, man, fuck your homies 1000 Blunts $uicideboy$ don't fuck with the valet, sheesh Private jet, fuck a delay Went to Paris and back in a day Okay, no, I'm never okay Bitch, stop asking Came up and supported my family Just for that thеy should give me Scary Films Katie Melua Scary films don't scare me now That you're around Since you been around Nowadays I never cry When the monster kills the guy And the psychopathic wife kills the husband with a knife Hey baby, thanks for A Letter Of Thanks Jack Bruce She wrote me out a letter of thanks I had to doubt Waking in someone's shoes It made me feel so harried Under her clothes she carried Proof that she wasn't married She carved herself a piece of my heart Thanks For The Memories Walls Of Jericho i remember when you were the one, that i would turn to. when nothing you had thought was wrong, we were the invincible ones. thanks for the memories now that you're gone. Six Lines, Two Dragons, and a Messiah (Explicit Ver.) $uicideboy$, Shakewell pray to thе dead If they want play, got the gang on the way Dial 3-3-3 for the God of the grey F to the I to the V to the E To the N to the I to the N to the E I'ma K to the I to the L to the L E-V-E-R-Y SHAMELESS $UICIDE (Explicit Ver.) $uicideboy$, Shakewell Paid a hundred million sayin', "Fuck you," to the industry Let me see (Oh), pulled up on the devil and I broke him Let me see, I make millionaires from my coattail recipe (Oh) Okay, workin' on the list Proof Sydney Rose Tongue-tied, unsure My foot out the door My neck, your breath Always wanting more And I'm waiting for you there I don't wanna tell the truth, 'cause if I do Nothing will ever be the same and it'll be more Skip Divided Thom Yorke I'm in a skip divided malfuction I flap around and dive bomb Frantically around your light Enveloped in a sad distraction I got your voice repeating endlessly Could you guide me in? Whole Lotta Grey (Explicit Ver.) $uicideboy$, Shakewell I got, I got I got, I got (Two to beam up, Scotty) I got a .40 on my hip, I got a 30 up my nose I got twenty inch rims, holdin' it down with ten toes I got zero time for hoes (Sorry, ladies), *59 is the Gutter Bravado (Explicit Ver.) $uicideboy$, Shakewell hit they all fleeing This shit is high treason Load the mags and wish him well I'ma spin they block so they ain't looking like a carosuel Can't you tell in spite of what you've done for me Never trust Big Shot Cream Soda (Explicit Ver.) $uicideboy$, Shakewell You did good, $lick .45, put it to your brain and then we blow it off .45, put it to your brain and then we blow it-blow it Dirty Sprite, pour it in my cup and then I'm noddin' off I get to this money, Give Thanks Kero One ll, to the creator above For giving us hope in life and promoting the love we give thanks, for the roof over our heads as we rejoice, for every day that we?? Thanks For The G Chord John Michael Montgomery It sure is nice Sittin' on this porch Pickin' these old time songs No matter how far I get from here This place still feels like home Remember all those summer nights We'd talk about life and such Well Could It Be Charlie Worsham I'm finally holding What I've been hoping for We had a few drinks Had some laughs at the bar Stayed out too late And went a little too far Oh but wakin' up With you on my chest I had a pounding heart and