I No Longer Fear the Razor Guarding My Heel IV by $uicideboy$
Album: I Want To Die In New Orleans
Released : 2018
[RUBY DA CHERRY]
(Aye, aye)
Reach into my pocket, then I grab a couple crumbled tonics
We look like some crumbled donnies
Blunted out, then fussing something
Paranoia, turn my stomach
H1 Hummer, rough and rugged
Desert camo truck to the front, shirt unbuttoned seat adjusted
One-hundred miles per hour, ***, I’ve seen my custom
‘Till life in the fast lane nothing
And the *** gas tank dumpin’
Ashes are laughin’
*** duckin’ what comes from the Government
Peelin’ out until the sunset
Eyes so low, look like a sunset
[$LICK $LOTH & RUBY DA CHERRY]
Grey*59, ***, I signed my life away
Grey*59, ***, I signed my life away
Grey*59, ***, I signed my life away
Grey*59, ***, I signed my life away (always!)
[YUNG CHRIST]
Back on my ***
Now I have to pay a bet
Put my foot on the ***’ brakes
Silent for life, he came Yung Christ
All I got was a death wish and centerpiece of $uicide
*** this ego, *** this rap
Easily ***
On my side
Homicide, homicide
But we used to all the time
We in the Benz, off the benzos our depression clinical (right)
You hear me?
We in the Benz, off the benzos our depression clinical, clinical, clinical mind
[RUBY DA CHERRY]
$uicide
$uicide
Grey*59, ***, I signed my life away
Grey*59, ***, I signed my life away
Grey*59, ***, I signed my life away
Grey*59, ***, I signed my life away (always!)
You can feel the bullets from my steel son, steel son
You can feel the bullets from my steel son, steel son
You can feel the bullets from my steel son, steel son
You can feel the bullets from my steel son, steel son
You can feel the bullets from my steel son, steel son
You can feel the bullets from my steel son, steel son
You can feel the bullets from my steel son, steel son
You can feel the bullets from my steel son, steel son
[$LICK $LOTH]
Meet me by the moon (right)
Half past dusk (*** that)
Back from the dust, Cut Throat
He loves them drugs and guns
Jump in the cut
Got about 20k and a *** (what?)
Got a bottle of Adderall, cigarette butts
Every day adds up
Do I look like I give a ***? (No)
Every day up every night (what?)
Bloody knife serving them DA
Death will be right in front of ya’, yeah (what?)
Still wouldn’t recognize her (hold up)
Got a death list, that’s some still gotta catch this *** *** grave
Die ***, die, ***
You can feel the bullets from my steel son, steel son
You can feel the bullets from my steel son, steel son
You can feel the bullets from my steel son, steel son
You can feel the bullets from my steel son, steel son
[RUBY DA CHERRY]
Ay, you ever had to dig your own grave?
Live your life with no name?
Backwood full of dro’ mane, Okay
’96 Benz with that ***
Pay *** *** tell my death got a propane tank
Blow gas seeping all over the house every time i say so
Light a *** match
Let that tank blow
So glad I stayed home
Someone called the cops on the payphone
Flames all around me, man I hope they *** drown me
Crown made of ashes, only way they *** found me
Forget about me, only way you might not feel so lousy
Forget about me, on my own head out with the price, the bounty
You can feel the bullets from my steel son, steel son
You can feel the bullets from my steel son, steel son
You can feel the bullets from my steel son, steel son
You can feel the bullets from my steel son, steel son
[RUBY DA CHERRY]
We are tired of this new world
I don’t want to be here
$uicide, $uicide, my end
$uicide, $uicide, my end
In New Orleans, there were many bizarre things I always saw growing up here—especially in the graveyards
And as a child, I spent a lot of time in the graveyards
And as an ***, I still spend a lot of time in the graveyards
But as a child, it was a regular week-end thing to do
I always needed to know why
Uhm, sometimes my why’s got me in trouble
[RUBY DA CHERRY]
For my last trick, I don’t think I’m cut out for this rap ***
“Ay, you wanna keep going, or?”
“Nah, that’s it.”
“$uicide”, I’m *** screamin’ from the rooftop
The only thing I ever did was mentioning ever since $lick
Burn me a CD of Lil Wayne, that *** probably still in my boombox
But nowadays, I can walk into an establishment and select myself on a *** jukebox
If I wanted to cop a black countach
Drive that *** like two blocks and then I smash in the back of a new cop car, now I think I’m on a two
Yeah, just get a bunch of face tats, it’s gonna be cool
Man, *** you. Why you acting like such a ***?
SoundCloud that, SoundCloud that, SoundCloud that
Make sure y’all [?]Ay man, cut that *** off, man. It sucks man, garbage, man
Sounds like a *** generic Three 6, man
*** the $uicideboy$, *** ass music
Too dumb. Get the *** outta here
Change the station, they *** wack
They’re way too *** short. Get the *** outta here
[$LICK $LOTH]
Yeah, still feel like I’m losing, ay
Me and kin still feel like we losing, ay
We still feel like we losing, ay
Losing, losing
I’m on the lean, yeah, that drank
I’m on them bars, blowing thing
I’m on a lot amphetamines
Got no time for sleep, lost in my thoughts
I don’t know who a friend or who a enemy
Nurtured and disturbed, down from head to toe
Have feelings sometimes gotta let it go
Plenty of days, thought *** was over
Creator of the movement, creator of the music
Still feel like I’m losing
$uicideboy$ – I Want To Die In New Orleans (Album 2018)
1. King Tulip
2. Bring Out Your Dead
3. Nicotine Patches
4. 10,000 Degrees
5. 122 Days
6. Phantom Menace
7. Krewe du Vieux (Comedy & Tragedy)
8. WAR TIME ALL THE TIME
9. Coma
10. Long Gone (Save Me From This Hell)
11. Meet Mr. NICEGUY
12. Carrollton
13. *** The Industry
14. I No Longer Fear the Razor Guarding My Heel IV
