$uicider-$uicideboy$

[00:47.84]Hunnid spokes on the ****ing hearse [00:50.13]***** I'm cursed [00:51.30]Riding around with a can full of gas and a match and a mask [00:53.57]Then we stop at the Church [00:55.21]Lighting the front of the blunt now I'm burnt [00:56.65]Got that work in my trunk [00:58.55]Yeah, that's that bump that you heard [01:00.07]That bitch boy purred when I popped him in the head [01:01.95]Got blood on my shirt [01:03.83]Yung Plague is the worst [01:05.60]Pulling up on a curb [01:07.49]And then snatch me a purse [01:09.54]And the nigga carrying it [01:11.68]When she ever gonna learn? [01:13.51]***** I’m trying to swerve [01:14.98]Something like I got no limbs [01:16.42]Flowing with the dirt [01:17.49]Middle finger up [01:19.13]**** the herd [01:20.30]$uicideboy$ - KILL YOURSELF Part VI: The Tsunami Saga - Shut the **** up, bitch [01:21.84]Let me blow down on this Indo [01:23.73]It's that scarecrow riding solo [01:25.61]Blood dripping down my polo [01:27.69]It's that dynamite tossing [01:30.09]Sleep up in a coffin [01:31.62]Jeffrey Dahmer with Alzheimer's [01:33.81]Zombies marching right behind us [01:35.74]Creeping, creeping with the hatchet [01:38.24]All my hoes is ratchet [01:39.77]Smoking blunts but ain't no passing [01:41.70]Smoking bowls but ain't no packing [01:44.16]Middle finger macking, dead bodies keep on stacking [01:48.14]Hickory, dickory, Dock [01:50.02]Pulling out my Glock [01:51.75]Pull the triggers, bodies drop [01:53.64]Like "pop, pop, pop, pop!"