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$uicideboy$ – i no longer fear the razor guarding my heel (ii) lyrics

[i will one day learn to fly into the stars]

[intro: koopsta knicca]
the sky is red, them voices in my head
k!ll ’em in the shed, i’m scared a nigga dead
the sky is red, them voices in my head
k!ll ’em in the shed, i’m scared a nigga dead
the sky is red, them voices in my head
k!ll ’em in the shed, i’m scared a nigga dead
the sky is red, them voices in my head
k!ll ’em in the shed, i’m scared a nigga dead
the sky is red, them voices in my head
k!ll ’em in the shed, i’m scared a nigga dead

[verse 1: yung $carecrow]
creepin’ out the shed, gun in hand, time to make a stain
c-ck it back and put the lead, grrrah, grrrah! let it rain
overdosing rookies, i’m the bookie for the fucking devil
jacket full of metal, in the flames where the $carecrow meddle
every time i smoke on the dope ’till my lungs choke
$licky keep that rope on my throat, hangin’ off the oak
bodies in the river, feelin’ bitter with a spotted liver
send a k!ller quitter, pull the trigger on the fucking mirror

[hook: koopsta knicca]
the sky is red, them voices in my head
k!ll ’em in the shed, i’m scared a nigga dead
the sky is red, them voices in my head
k!ll ’em in the shed, i’m scared a nigga dead

[verse 2: ruby da cherry]
i be coughin’ up my lungs, got a problem with them blunts
you know ruby never fucked with ya
i never sold no drugs, i ain’t worried about money
i don’t want to feel numb, that’s why i’m holdin’ up this gun
don’t need protection from no one
that’s my escape route, pull the plug
ruby $uicidal, i know $lick is $uicidal, b-tch
i’m guidin’ my disciples right out of this fucking cycle, b-tch
just grab that fucking rifle, aim between their fucking eyes
so they just wait for the revival, dial 666 on my phone, hoe

[my closet is a graveyard]

[interlude: compilation version]

[intro: lord infamous]
mafia, mafia, mafia, mafia, mafia, mafia, mafia, mafia
mafia, mafia, mafia, mafia, mafia, mafia, mafia, mafia

[hook: gangsta boo]
i blaze the blunt up in the air just to relax and get high
the moon is full, and all i see is 666 in the sky
i blaze the blunt up in the air just to relax and get high
the moon is full, and all i see is 666 in the sky
i blaze the blunt up in the air just to relax and get high
the moon is full, and all i see is 666 in the sky
i blaze the blunt up in the air just to relax and get high
the moon is full, and all i see is 666 in the sky

[verse 1: oddy nuff da $now leopard]
gravity’s a b-tch, i’m feelin’ heavy
prolly from all these pills in my belly, whippin’ the chevy
i’m gripping the machete, palm never sweaty
bust yo head up open, and blood is spillin’ like confetti
b-tch, i’m duckin’ low, hoping that death is motherfucking ready
he been stalking, he been watchin’ cherry, tryna turn me into jelly
palm full of plenty pennies, i’m invested in a cheap death
skin is sweatin’, peeping, now my seat wet, as i leak a weak breath
i’m the shepherd, b-tch, and all my sheep dead

[verse 2: yung $carecrow]
just another nobody, nobody body filled with oxy, ayy
heron inside the foil, five bags inside my pocket, ayy
felonies, felonies with your b-tch, and eating lebanese
i can see anything, gabapentin got me bendin’ knees
depressing, i know it, i show it, they love this, so now i’m glowing
pressing the fact that i’m loathing my whole life, so i just folded
heron the drill like folgers, i’m just growing colder
looking over my shoulder, i know the reaper’s getting closer

[clyde (i hope at least one of my ex-girlfriends hears this)]

[interlude: compilation version]

[intro: children of the corn]
suicidal, schizophrenic nigga evil ways
suicidal, schizophrenic nigga evil ways
suicidal, schizophrenic nigga evil ways
suicidal, schizophrenic nigga evil ways
suicidal, schizophrenic nigga evil ways
suicidal, schizophrenic nigga evil ways

[verse 1: lord of loneliness]
tryna get on my pimp shit, but i’m stuck on my dirty tip
so i fuck an ugly b-tch, all the pretty hoes ditch
yeah, they know it’s no myth
i’m at large, i’m a sad sap tryin’ out feeling good
all these c-nts with a fat -ss talking ’bout my nut
got the last laugh, but only as long as the last laugh
grey flags, so your death mask half-c-cked
shawty blast, so these hands pop gats with the blast
at last, the moment has p-ssed; i got a gash in my thick skull
throw me in the trash, call for a pickup
death over b-tches all because of krystal
blood spillin’ in my motherfucking pimp cup
used to love the b-tch, now she suckin’ other d-cks
so i cut my fucking wrists, feel like a puddle of piss
$uicide death of me
who gives a fuck? no one

[hook: children of the corn]
suicidal, schizophrenic nigga evil ways
suicidal, schizophrenic nigga evil ways
suicidal, schizophrenic nigga evil ways
suicidal, schizophrenic nigga evil ways

[verse 2: $lick $loth]
$licky got the motherfucking pedigree
but generally, all my ex-hoes become my enemies
and my next hoes will deal with jealousy
from a couple chickenheads, tori and sophie
couple of them b-tches that ain’t important
if pussy curvin’ was a sport, they’d call me jordan
with my endorsement remaining dormant
when it come to these b-tches that play informant, ayy
all the girls i done fucked with got kids or ex-husbands
they junkies or strippers, but hey, i’m not judging
don’t fuck with a hippy b-tch, fuck with a skinny b-tch
fuck with a needy b-tch, fuck with a greedy b-tch
nah, i can’t do that shit
too much energy, energy spent unsuccessfully
oh, please just let me be one of your memories

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