Still got the badge, still got the gun Still got the patch, still got the stun Still got the cash, bitch, I burn it for fun Put the Glock to my skull then I— $uicide, $ui— Still got the badge, still got the gun Still got the patch, still got the stun Still got the …
Living my life like I die every night Born in the dark so don’t turn on the lights I know that you waiting for me to wake up But you wasting your time because I don’t give a fuck Drugs in my vein, got that dope by the gram Paranoid in all the time so …
I be at the bottom of the ocean on the floor I don’t float because I’m wearing too much gold around my throat Look at me glow Can’t even see out my eyes anymore Hood up and I’m ready to go Slicing my way Bitch I’m icing my chain Let it cool off because it …
Close your eyes and count to seven, when you wake you’ll be in heaven Jack be nimble get jacked so quick Jack with a Jason mask on that bitch Terrifying these niggas souls 666 we like that shit 666 we like that shit Roll that bud and light that spliff Cock it back one time, …
I want a supersized $uicide $lick, he told me, “do or die” Did it, now I’m dead Didn’t even have to use any lead Now my bed is soaked in blood, red stuff seepin’ out my head ‘Cause I was thinking how I never have cheddar to shred Grey*59 put slime in your fine dime …
Bud smoke is like a killer, keepin that grass up in they chest Killaz is rollin that blunt up with that motha fuckin budda blesss Uzi be rolling the blunt up with the mother fucking stanky sess Put that pistol to my chest (Bud smoke is like a killer) I’m gone, up off that ganja …
$UICIDEBOY$ – $MOKED OUT, LOCED OUT PART II (Feat. EDDY BAKER) Read More »
I’m getting fucked up I want to die But I can’t decide if it’s cause I already fucking died Fuck the police, bitch I know my fucking lines Lines of gun powder Cocaine in my bullets Go pick a flower for a pretty bitch I wouldn’t fucking do it Smoking on a tree Something …
Glock poppin’ bustas droppin’ niggas duckin’ from this shit Glock poppin’ bustas droppin’ niggas duckin’ from this shit Glock poppin’ bustas droppin’ niggas duckin’ from this shit Glock poppin’ bustas droppin’ niggas duckin’ from this shit [Yung Christ:] Evil spirits taking over now they running through my head Telling me grip that fucking gun …
Who said that? Who the fuck said that? Who’s the slimy little communist shit twinkle-toed cocksucker down here Who just signed his own death warrant? Nobody, huh?! The fairy fucking godmother said it! Out-fucking-standing! I will P.T. you all until you fucking die! Uh This a $crim beat Uh, digging for all the facts, uh …
Iced out, lights out Bitch, I be that frozen shogun Chosen cause I overthrow ’em Told ’em that I’m ocean flowing Sliced up night scout Coming to bring up that Christ doubt Fuck a slogan Bitch, you broken by a fucking golden omen Bitch, I be that low key Prince Mononoke Ho, please Bury me …
