Suicideboy Songs Lyrics

  • $uicideboy$ Songs Lyrics Vincent Van Gogh Ain't Got Shit On Me

    Vincent Van Gogh Ain't Got Shit On Me

    [Yung Snow:]

    White boy so cold they call me snow, hoe

    Want to fuck with me?

    I know Scarecrow, hoe

    Call up Navigator

    Blow a bag of dope, hoe

    Starry Night

    Posted on the fucking boat

    No limit to my suicidal thoughts

    God I bet you fucking chew through my own thoughts

    Smoke a blunt

    Told her who am I to cough when you the one who at a loss for the mother fucking words

    Throw her to the fucking curb

    No loss

    Bitch I be the fucking boss

    Got frost on my shoulder but I had to wipe it off

    Cut my wrists just for the fucking gloss

    Duck a pig

    Fuck a bitch

    How I floss

    Fuck boys in my way, Christ coming off the cross

    See them motherfuckers pause not knowing it depends on a fucking coin toss

    Either way I fucking lost




    [$lick $loth:]

    $lickity $lick keep the flame on the bic

    Bitches run mouth when they all fulla dick

    Roaches on me as I walk thru the pit

    I'm that sick mother fucker hanging from a bridge

    Tip toeing Hells ridge like I don't have no caution

    Kidnap your hoe put that bitch in an auction

    Click clack, oh no, now y'all laying in coffins

    Get back fuck boy cause my homicides often

    Murderous genocide

    Conquering just to divide

    Coincide with my fucked up mind

    $uicide let the trigger finger slide

    Grey tides we ride

    Hear the battle cries for the most high

    Yung Christ, he died

    The $carecrow has risen tonight

  • $uicideboy$ Songs Lyrics A Death In The Ocean Would Be Beautiful

    A Death In The Ocean Would Be Beautiful

    [Tony With The Tommy:]

    Percocets and the codeine

    Got me floating

    Opiates I'm a junkie

    Fuck the money

    Third ward in the dope house

    Keep a closed mouth

    In the ghetto bitch I got clout

    Never seen droughts

    Hit the route

    Where the felons lurk

    Tony's in the dirt

    Finding work

    Got my 20 shirts

    Tell the homie "fuck your turf"

    Triple six don't make me manifest

    Bulletproof the vest

    Lucifer done made me promises

    And that's an honest threat




    [Lord of Lonliness:]

    Uzi feeling Gucci when them pills slide down my throat

    Loosely take a couple

    Feeling woozy how I cope

    Burning wax but ain't no candles

    I can handle what I know

    What I don't know I will try and probably use until I croak

    I'd of fucked all of these bitches

    I don't trust them so I don't

    Fuck a hoe

    Pussy's just another hole that I crawl in and out of

    Slit my throat I'll die inside of a bitch

    I be that downward spiral looking motherfucker

    Trying to aim a rifle

    911 don't fucking dial

  • $uicideboy$ Songs Lyrics Killing 2 Birds With 22 Stones

    Killing 2 Birds With 22 Stones

    Hey kids, let's go to church! (Yay!)



    No more false idols!

    Revolt revolt revolt!

    No more false idols!

    For we are the ones, they are afraid!



    Remain in the earth

    Dirt filling' up my hearse

    When I die, bury me like 10 more feet beneath

    So if I come back from the dead I'll be trapped, and you'll get to keep the peace

    Leave me be or just please leave me deceased

    Screaming "I want to be free and released!"

    Screaming "I want to be free of defeat!"

    Lace up my cleats and I fucking retreat

    I really could use some more of that sleep, but I'll sleep when I'm dead in a bed with the tags on my feet

    At least let me wear my FTP's

    The evidence right next to me

    Chalk outline

    The rest we'll see

    He's dead so let's just let him be



    Release the fucking doves, and I'll shoot them one by one!

    Scarecrow and Ruby da Cherry

    Hover around us like the dying and buried

    Release the fucking doves, and I'll shoot them one by one!

    All of these crows and all of these vultures

    Doves do cry when you die



    Release the fucking doves, and I'll shoot them one by one!

    Scarecrow and Ruby da Cherry

    Hover around us like the dying and buried

    Release the fucking doves, and I'll shoot them one by one!

    All of these crows and all of these vultures

    Doves do cry when you die



    Riding on the Northside, yeah, the far side

    Hit the 7th ward

    Might get frost bite

    On the day I die, leave me be in the sunlight

    Let the vultures feast on what's left of mine

    Almost lost my mind, but let me come back down to earth

    This the year of my rebirth

    Pop right back out of a hearse

    Right before I hit the dirt

    Watch me burn

    What's left of me then watch the crows burst

    Ain't no church in the wild, but my church six feet in the dirt



    Release the fucking doves, and I'll shoot them one by one!

    Scarecrow and Ruby da Cherry

    Hover around us like the dying and buried

    Release the fucking doves, and I'll shoot them one by one!

    All of these crows and all of these vultures

    Doves do cry when you die

  • $uicideboy$ Songs Lyrics Ugliest

    Ugliest

    I've found the right doctor

    And I've told him or her about your pain

    Don't, don't be afraid to take what we give you

    Often, it will be an opioid medication

    Some patients may be afraid of taking opioids

    Because they perceive it as too strong or addictive

    But that is far from the actual fact

    Less than one percent of patients taking opioids

    Actually become addicted

    Talk my shit (Knock, knock, knock)

    Say, I guess (Knock, knock, knock)

    Calm down (Knock, knock, knock)



    Ayy, deaf addict

    My mathematics you can't add up

    So tragic

    My baggage comes with no back up

    Breaking patterns like splitting atoms

    It ain't happening

    Cycles spin

    Psychosis wins

    The world spins on my motherfucking dick like a whirlwind

    Devilish sins

    Devilish grins

    Got motherfuckers like "here we go again"

    This motherfucker scrim can never stop for nada

    Too toxic

    Send his ass off to the doctor

    Between the xanny and suboxone

    Lost cause lost hope

    He a throw away

    Way too deep in this hole where he lay

    Lay me down to sleep

    Northside shorty ride curb on creep

    Northside shorty don't pray where he eat

    But ey soon we'll see a soulja by the lake buried 6 feet deep

    Less stress on me

    More profit for thee

    Middle finger poking out for everyone to see



    Lately, lately, lately

    Lately, I've been feelin' brainwashed

    Ayy, ayy



    Lately I been feeling brainwashed like my soul was rubbing against the grain

    Lost in the same sauce

    I would complain but I'm wearing diamond chains

    Cost more than I care to explain

    Lately I been feeling out of character

    Bitch left because I embarrassed her

    But everyday I be like 1000 fucking miles away

    Blowing dope

    Reminding myself I'm the boss of the GREY

    Boarding the plane

    What the fuck is a holiday?

    Dreaming through the day

    What were you saying?

    My mistake

    Fleeting attention

    Screenshots and mentions

    Wish I still had an away message

    Forever stressing

    Live a life in a day

    This a day in the life

    I'm still the fucking same

    Covered in spots not stripes

    From broke to fucking paid this the GREY*59

    Suicide for life

    Rep it til I fucking die



    Soldier by the lake-lake

    Soldier by the lake, soldier by the-

    Soldier by the lake

    Soldier by the l-

    Soldier by the lake-lake

    Soldier by the lake

    Soldier by the lake-lake

    Soldier by the lake, by the lake-lake

    Soldier by the lake-lake

    And any drowsiness

    That might occur when you start to take the medication

    Will soon wear off

    Soldier by the lake

    Soldier by the-

    Soldier by the lake-lake

  • $uicideboy$ Songs Lyrics Pictures

    Pictures

    [Yung Ooze:]

    Posted with the blunt and I don't need to take no fuckin' pictures

    Fuckin' with yo bitch she keep on sendin' me all type of pictures

    Been a duck

    Jukin' and dodgin' all these unzipped zippers

    I don't trust no hoe

    Screenshots posted when I'm scrollin' Insta

    Gram in the wards

    I don't give a fuck bout who is with you

    Who you know, and what you did

    I'll be smokin till I get blisters

    Pass it to the mirror

    Hit it twice and pass it back

    Smoke a sac

    Spill some act

    Got a tombstone

    Fuck a plaque




    [Lil Remains:]

    Creep at night

    Look for homicide

    Those I want to die

    I am anti-christ

    Your saviour

    The God in flesh tonight

    Lullabys I'm singing with blood coming down my eyes

    Walking over dead who's full of lead

    I had to kill him in my torture chamber, yeah

    Koopsta Knicca told me do it so I could not say no to him

    No no no no

    How many times I said it that I want to go

    Glock to my temple

    Devil tells me no




    [Maxo Kream:]

    You steady postin' with that burner

    You ain't shoot shit

    You just takin' pictures

    44 nickel hit ya, hollow split ya

    T-shirt with your picture

    Magazine come get your issue

    Blow like tissue, smoke like swisher

    Pull up to your residential

    We can't find you, shoot your sister

    2 23s through window, Trigger Maxo bitch you know my name

    Joysticks like Nintendo since you niggas think that it's a game

    Call of Duty tactics with that plastic, stretch you like elastic

    Flip'em like gymnastics, acrobatic

    Fuck an open casket

  • $uicideboy$ Songs Lyrics The Crescent Moon And The Rising Sun

    The Crescent Moon And The Rising Sun

    [7th Ward Lord:]

    Hailing from the Chopper City

    Weather leaves you hot and sticky

    Leopard print I ain't no kitty

    Pussy boys can mock

    No pity

    Simmer down bitch I'm burning up in the ash

    Don't sift me

    Yung Mutt in the cut got to duck the 50

    Been popped twice

    Fuck a cop

    Nothing nice comes from the system's gritty grip

    I sip the uzi face don't look so pretty

    Bitch, I grip the tec so loosely

    Leave you feeling chilly

    Bitch, I'm from Gentilly

    Don't want to count a Milli

    Smoking all my cash in a Philly

    Kill me bitch

    I will be free in a world where you can't bill me




    [Yung $carecrow:]

    Nina Simone up in my ear while I debate to take my life

    Bunch of voices all I hear

    Paranoia in my eyes.

    Got them fuckboys in my sight

    Bits of organs on my knife

    Mirror image from the tinted that reminds me that I'm Christ sucka

    Boogeyman under your covers

    I hover above the street gutters

    No there ain't another

    Forever I'm packin the thunder and snuffer

    And poppin these uppers

    I kill for my brothers

    Welcome to the last supper

    Thanks for coming

    Now close the shutters motherfucker

  • $uicideboy$ Songs Lyrics whatwhat

    whatwhat

    Motherfuck that set you claim

    You know it's cut throat from the grey

    Hoe stay the fuck away

    Glock tucked on my side

    Pull up like I'm AAA

    Any motherfucking time

    Any motherfucking day

    Demons all around me and they begging for a fucking taste



    Same shit, different day, playing with the K

    Northside, Eastern bloc, where the fuck I stay

    Still up creeping in the cut, remain sick as fuck

    Pop a addy off the fent, feel too good to duck



    Breaking bad, I been fucking with the devil lately

    Have you ever seen a demon pullup in Mercedes

    Most hated, underrated, you know grey the click

    Walking straight to hell and clear the motherfucking pit



    Better stay away

    Better stay away

    Stay the fuck away

    Stay the fuck away



    I just popped a perc, I just popped a xan

    See this bag of dope? That's a hundred grand

    Sell a bitch some hope, fucker hit the dash

    Looking for some love? Holler at ya mans



    For that heroin I'ma dog, slicky Pavlov

    Yeah, you know it's personal when the mask off

    Leave his body on display like it's half off

    Scammed the game, call me Bernie Wetto Madoff



    Glock out, cock out, tell the world to suck my dick

    Sam Wetto Hyde, 'cause I always get away with it

    Three fingers high, 59, what the fuck it is

    Three fingers high, bitch you wait till the fucking end



    Blanco never shootin' blanks

    Got one in the chamber with yo name on it

    Blanco pulling rank, captain of the grey

    Stay flauntin' in a fucking tank

    East bank got my blade sharpened

    Cut, slice, or shank, either way I'ma flay my target



    Why all these opps on my block, huh?

    Pull out the chop like a mop, bruh

    Street sweeping like it's Mardi Gras

    Litter up the streets with a buncha bloody body parts



    Swangin' on them 30s, got them 30s in my glove box

    Cops pull me over, they about to get they mug popped

    Cherry lemonade type a stain, pull off in the rain

    Spilt his fucking brain like a bitch who loves to chug cock



    Leave me the fuck alone

    Leave me the fuck alone

    Leave me the fuck alone

    Leave me the fuck alone



    Grey steppin', I'm reppin' the 59

    All of my potnahs my lifeline

    30 deep, 33 years I could keep

    If I stop with these 30s, I'm cleared for the week

    Gang with me, whole gang with me

    I got no fear in these streets

    Bang semi autos while I'm hanging out the fucking jeep



    Never sleep, tweakin' off the rock, Blanco play for keeps

    Real life drug addict come downs always fucking steep

    Never sleep, I know that the reaper waiting for me

    I know that he patient, I see his reflection when I'm pouring up



    Codeine in a cup, double it up, now I'm snoring

    I might not wake up, uzi tucked next to my 40

    Southside of the lake, yeah I'm always 7th warding

    All this pills I take em, bitch, there ain't no fucking hoarding



    I got two phones, shawty try and hit me on my other line

    Shawty lookin' fine, gonna call her back another time

    Dollar signs on my fucking mind while I break her spine

    Pulled out just in time, I can't let her have my fucking slime

  • $uicideboy$ Songs Lyrics St. Bernard

    St. Bernard

    [Yung $carecrow:]

    It's that $carecrow $hawty creeping underneath your bed

    Narcotics in my body, all I see is blood red

    That skitzo serial killer

    That hand gun under your pillow

    Miserable drug dealer

    Or that Codeine laced 'rilla

    Triple 6 degrees

    Hangin' from a tree

    Smoking gasoline

    It's that $uicidal king

    I done fucked that bitch you with

    I done sliced both of my wrist

    Emptying out the clip




    [7th Ward Lord:]

    Riding with the crosses flipped

    Demons smoke my weed and start to cough and shit

    Diamonds on my claws no I ain't pausing shit

    Black shade need a black flame

    Back from the black plague

    Ash tray made out of black suede

    Get the fuck back

    Back away

    Slash and dash then its back to the cave

    Ashin' cash then I pack up the grave

    Black lipstick left a smack on the face

    Rags to riches give a fuck about the fame

  • $uicideboy$ Songs Lyrics Sarcophagus

    Sarcophagus

    [Project Pat:]

    Point me a tone right dead at ya dome fool

    Point me a tone right dead at ya dome fool

    Point me a tone right dead at ya dome fool

    Point me a tone right dead at ya dome fool




    [Ramirez:]

    Run your mouth bitch run your mouth

    Welcome to the devil's place

    Burning in eternal flames

    Is where your body finna lay

    Baker with the double Glock he scream he'll break your fuckin face Triple six is what we're chanting while we're tearing up the place

    Run yo mouth bitch run yo mouth

    What the fuck you talkin bout

    If you talking all that shit then let me see what you about

    G*59 in that motherfucking place

    $uicideboy$ and Ramirez taking over this bitch mane

    Anna got me clicking, trippin, ripping on my fuckin tec

    If a buster run his mouth an then I'm aiming at his chest

    Resurrected from the dead

    Noob Saibot

    Hit him with a fatal shot

    Rip his heart and rip it out

    Look into the fuckin darkness see the fuckin black abyss

    Stare into the fuckin shadows and begin to worship the six

    Talking to my demons inside of my fuckin head

    Looking for the fuckin bloodshed

    Murder's what they said




    [Project Pat:]

    Point me a tone right, point me a tone right dead at ya dome fool

    Point me a tone right dead at ya dome fool

    Point me a tone right dead at ya dome fool

    Point me a tone right dead at ya dome fool

    Point me a, point me a, point me a, point me a

    Point me a tone right dead at ya dome fool

    Point me a tone right dead at ya dome fool

    Point me a tone right, point me a tone right

    Point, point, point, point

    Point, point, point, point

    Point, point, point, point




    [$lick $loth:]

    They recognize the Grey is twisted up with the six

    Keeping the shit too thick

    The scarecrow without a stitch

    Got to lay it down to drop a buster or sucker

    Hail Satan mother fuckers

    Keep the meaning undercover

    Snatch a purse from your mother

    Put a bullet in your brother

    Ain't another mother fucker makes you suffer like I suffer ho

    59 ways to murder all in one day

    The $uicide craze will have you going insane

    Stillness broken by reply

    And still they be wondering why I'm constantly getting high

    And trying to just end my life

    With a swipe of a rusty blade with $lick engraved

    Tombstone without a name I'm just another slave




    [Project Pat:]

    Point me a, point me a, point me a, point me a

    Point...




    [Yung Plague:]

    Motherfuckers want to talk shit

    Bark all you want bitch

    I know you see the shark fins creeping in the darkness

    Now you nothing but an armless carcass

    Bugs start to harvest

    This was your fate regardless

    Targets think I'm harmless but they end up on my carpet

    Threads turning scarlet and so begins the carnage

    Find them in the garbage

    Carving in my name I gotta say it's fucking tarnished

    Pull up with the motherfucking roof gone

    Been too long

    Wrote a blues song like Toussaint after Lucifer bought my soul

    Blood spilling out my head like it was Dom Perignon

    Long money in my palm

    Calm as the fucking storm before the crack of fucking dawn ho

    Point me a tone right

  • $uicideboy$ Songs Lyrics Handzum $uicide

    Handzum $uicide

    [$lick $loth:]

    Deranged from the blood stains all over my brain

    Just another day this killer train is riding down your way

    I'm fucking starting to unthread

    These voices that's in my head

    I got a romance with the dead and sleeping in river beds

    Damaging my organs

    To me they just ain't important

    I'm a different kind of breed

    The one that don't even breathe

    The one you ain't gotta feed

    Just rob and take what I need

    Fuckin' product of the $uicide

    Fuckin' spawn of Satan

    Cutting on my wrist while these women fornicating

    I'm debating to take my life

    Forsaken by sacrafice

    Mistaken for something nice




    [Yung Plague:]

    Pile of ashes is my final form

    Got a roll of duct tape and a rag soaked in chloroform

    Flies swarm because my body's warm

    Shatter the urn

    See me blowing in the wind like a scattered storm

    Grey matter splattered in front of the corner store

    Saw that when I was 14 walking around the 2nd ward

    Send him to the 7th floor

    Ended up with floor seats to something I didn't want to see

    Now that scene is in my head every time I go to sleep

    When I dream I rest in peace knowing I'll be dead

    Earth will be my final bed

    Poison me with lead

    Inject it into my fucking head




    [Rozz Dyliams:]

    Pressure Pressure

    How do I dear deal with all this pressure

    In my way

    It's in my lungs

    It's in my thoughts

    It's in my brain

    A guilty conscience some might say I'm paranoid and locked away

    A withering weed in the garden that God wasn't suppose to save

    (Locked up in an open grave)

    Reading King James Bible

    With a couple quotes erased but kept the ones that made me smile

    Do I really see everything for what it is

    Or is it that I can't see anything with such a bad case of denial

    When I die then put my body in a boat

    And light it on fire push me out to sea and let the wind do what I mighta

    No matter whatever I feel about anything

    It wasn't until I burned all my bridges it made my future brighter