$uicideBoy$, Ramirez — Ashtray
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Clickin’ with that 9 in hand, let’s make this to another stance
Scarecrow with that satanic bible, tell me where’s the killa, man
Clickin’ with that 9 in hand, let’s make this to another stance
Scarecrow with that satanic bible, tell me where’s the killa, man
Clickin’ with that 9 in hand, let’s make this to another stance
Scarecrow with that satanic bible, tell me where’s the killa, man
9 millimeter with the infrared beam
$uicide, homicide be the motherfuckin’ scheme
Loced out, smoked out, ridin’ with the pistol gripped
187 on a rat punk, bitch
I’m incognito riding through the fucking night
The tales from the depths, and I’m bringing the fright
(I don’t love hoes, mane, I’m aimin’ at your skull)
Machete in my hand, take his breath when I smite
You might get left, so you better get right
Mu, mu, murder runnin’ through my motherfucking mind
Glock cocked back, and I’m taking his spine
Talking ’bout the grey, then I make his life mine
Indulge in the drugs, use the blood as the wine
Bop! Use a calico
I won’t stop bucking ’till I see the fuckin’ barrel fucking smoke
Don’t give a fuck ’bout a bitch or a hoe
‘Cause the devil told me, «never love no hoe!»
Clickin’ with that 9 in hand, let’s make this to another stance
Scarecrow with that satanic bible, tell me where’s the killa, man
Crank up the chainsaw, and make all the brains fall
You might wanna duck off when I’m in the premises
Chewin’ they faces for older mistakes they had made on bad days when I don’t wanna deal with shit
Miserable signals that I am literal
We talking ’bout that $uicide, ayy, ayy
(I don’t love hoes, mane, I’m aimin’ at your skull)
Motherfucker, we some criminals, cynical
Makin’ the triggers pull
Indica making me feel so hazy
Going crazy in the shadows of the gallows, ayy
Six double six, got a brand new blade for my wrist, cut it
Watching my blood as it drips, love it
$uicide ’till I die, fuck it
Clickin’ with that 9 in hand, let’s make this to another stance
Scarecrow with that satanic bible, tell me where’s the killa, man
Who be that motherfucker risin’ outta that grave?
Who be that boy, paint all grey, with a lullaby boy died easily?
Who be the shadow creepin’ in that dark you ain’t see?
Bitch, it’s Yung Plague!
Spreadin’ my flame, bitch, I’m melting your faith
(I don’t love hoes, mane, I’m aimin’ at your skull)
Look in my eyes, you will see all the pain
See all the pain that I’ve felt, all the pain that I caused
All the pain that I fuckin’ escaped
Bitch, I break the bones of those who get in my way
Dig him a hole, yeah, his whole body lay in the hole as I watch him decay
5-9 gets cocked everyday
Everyday, I wake up and the sky is so grey
Yung Plague is insane
Raise hell, hell-raised until my dying day
