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$uicideboy$ – harvest moon lyrics

[intro: $l!ck $loth]
$loth

[verse 1: $l!ck $loth]
like my b-tches dead, bullet to their head
f-ck a fed, sw-ngin’ on the slab
get ’em sprayed with the twelve gauge
coming out my grave, where i lay
trigger finger foreplay, sippin’ on a four
kick the door like the night before
lay ’em on the floor, then i’m ghost
welcome to the most, triple six, devil sh-t
satan, lay me down to sleep, r.i.p six feet deep
$uicide be on the creep
i’m just a young gif, walking with a limp
r.i.p. to pimp, sippin’ dip
take a trip to f-ck your b-tch, that triple six, hades sent
smoked a hunnid blunts, laced with junk
$uicide just hit a l!ck
and now i’m sitting on the couch, house is like a drought
no one f-ckin’ in it, f-ck my life, i’m f-ckin’ finished
i’d let my soul diminish if i hadn’t f-ckin’ sold it
promised everything, that’s how the devil f-cking wrote it

[bridge: oddy nuff da $now leopard]
$now leopard
uh

[verse 2: oddy nuff da $now leopard]
slippin’ back into the back, ruby da cherry don’t know no slack
i hack up another track, and subtract that from my f-ckin’ stack of scr-ps
me and $loth are f-cking whack, and i hate the fact that we rap
i just want to find a gap, so i can fill it with my sap
don’t give a f-ck about the cash, i just want to ash
and laugh it off, whenever i be thinking ’bout the past
living life every day, like i died yesterday, stuntin’ like i’m paid
i’ll tell you right now, i’ve got a gold chain but its fake
and i don’t even wear it anymore
i just want to close my eyes and die
leave my body on the f-ckin’ floor
when i say i’m on my grind, it’s not because i hustle
it’s because i grind my f-cking t–th until the blood puddles
i’m a hot boy, got a hot head, yeah, my blood f-cking bubbles
got a snakeskin belt ’round my f-ckin’ neck
but i broke the f-cking buckle, uh

- uicideboy lyrics

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