Suicideboy Songs Lyrics

Heavily Medicated
[Yung Chri$t:]

Dirty golds up in my mouth, but they don't fit my teeth no more

Nose ring up in my snout, guess I ain't to street no more

All you rap about is death

Everything is so depressed

How you going to get some press?

How you going to come up next?

But, I could give a fuck about a check

I rather go and cut my neck

Put a bullet up in my vest

Put a knife up in my chest

And do some drugs, let people gossip

Under my tongue, yea, that's suboxone

Oxycontin, bitch I'm toxic

Dirty cracker, bitch I'm rotten

Top to bottom, $uicide

G to da 5 to da 9

Yung Chri$t, $lick $loth

Rising out that slime, killers with minds

Lo-fi Columbine

Kill them all with time

Kill them all with time...

[Oddy Nuff:]

Too fire to hit the blunt

Might pack it up and head out the front

Sayonara sucka

This ain't a gun to my head, it's a brain hugger

Paiting the ceiling with little pieces

Killing myself, I don't really need a reason

Death is the reason that I'm breathing

Yeah, I'm beating my heart but my heart doesn't stop beating

Guess I'm the dead mother fucker

Call me James Spleen, I'm that dead mother fucker

Dead pimp pimping dead ass hoes

Tangled clothes

Rotten ass bodies at my show

Close the door and throw me in the hole

Here come the crows

Overdose on overly overcast skies

This is my goodbye side

Suicide riding with the tubes tied

You might think I'm shy but I just really don't want to fucking meet you

Kill yourself

Lo-Fi (Kill 'em All)

[Norman Atomic:]

Selling crack at the crack of dawn

Pushing a burgundy Benz

Bet you've never seen a Goblin yawn

Got a gang of Genghis Khans

Drinking blood like a Sauvignon

Welcome to my tundra terradome

Sliced gold cheddar with an ice cold set

Mongolian leather belt tied around my neck

Fuck a cheap thrill, only the finest of deaths

Loneliness is my finesse

Satan in the flesh

Me and God didn't mesh

Unlimited freshness

Grinning for death

Money I need less

Fuck a fucking check

Check back with the Tec

Mac-10 make you wet

Fuck giving it thought when I could just get head

Laying in bed thinking about how my life is like my bank account

Bitch, it's empty and spent

Now they be asking where Oddy Nuff went

It's that Lo-Fi (Five)

Broken Sky (Nine)

Golden dye (Five)

Cold and dry (Nine)

Ocean type (Five - Nine)

It's that Lo-Fi (Five)

Broken Sky (Nine)

Golden dye (Five)

Cold and dry (Nine)

Ocean type (Five - Nine)

It's that Lo-Fi (Five)

Broken Sky (Nine)

Golden dye (Five)

Cold and dry (Nine)

Ocean type (Five - Nine)

It's that Lo-Fi (Five)

Broken Sky (Nine)

Golden dye (Five)

Cold and dry (Nine)

Ocean type (Five - Nine)

[Anthony Mars:]

Yung Jax Teller

Bodies in the cellar

Hoe's like Hellen Keller, they ain't speaking, they ain't telling

Butterfly blade

Never rock a fade

Got a few satanic ways for these fuck boys on my wave

Skinny white creep seven days a week

Smoking on that PCP, sipping on some DMT

Never asked to rap because I don't like you mother fuckers

Always on my back, bunch of biting mother fuckers

Five nine my fucking brothers

Got your bitch under the covers

It's that mary jane burning, syrup got me slurring

Turning down on them spokes, hang me from a fucking rope

Hang me from a fucking rope

[Norman Atomic:]

It's that Lo-Fi (Five)

Broken Sky (Nine)

Golden dye (Five)

Cold and dry (Nine)

Ocean type (Five - Nine)

It's that Lo-Fi (Five)

Broken Sky (Nine)

Golden dye (Five)

Cold and dry (Nine)

Ocean type (Five - Nine)

It's that Lo-Fi (Five)

Broken Sky (Nine)

Golden dye (Five)

Cold and dry (Nine)

Ocean type (Five - Nine)

It's that Lo-Fi (Five)

Broken Sky (Nine)

Golden dye (Five)

Cold and dry (Nine)

Ocean type (Five - Nine)

Kill 'em all 
[x11]

Prince Tulip

[Anthony Mars:]

Don't give a fuck about yesterday or give a fuck about today

And tomorrow gonna be the same fucking way

Bitches love me I'm hitting, when I'm gone they start to tripping

So much codeine in my body you can smell it when I'm pissing

Smoking like an engine

Fucking all these women

In my casket grinning, I can't help my fucking sinning

Monkey mother fuckers, give them all banana clips

Water on my lips smoking dope with the clique

Triple six hot tip

Bitches flip just to dip on the dick of a prick

Bouncing tits, licking nips

Mother fuckers out their minds thinking they can fuck with $UICIDE

Smoking on a dime, bitches love the Five Nine

[Norman Atomic:]

Slice me with an icey knife please

I'm about to light these tightly rolled blunts

Got about a hundred of them looking like tree trunks

Yeah, my white T has got a bright G on the front

The five nine in the police eyes mean that me and Sloth steady never doing the right thing

Because I'm the fucking opposite of Spike Lee

Yeah, I'm the frightening great white

I'm biting lightning, bitch

I'm the skeleton waking at night

Three wishes I will grant and then I smite thee

Oh, you think you're dope?

I'm tighter than the rope around your fucking throat

I'll be the last thing you see before you fucking choke, ho

Thieves

[Norman Atomic:]

I'm the colonel of the mother fucking tank

Got a mattress no need for a bank

Yeah, I see you mother fucker but my stare is fucking blank

Last night three motherfuckers thought that they were getting paid

Tried to rob me blind, so I cut open their eyes

Left their blood on my blade

Now I'm sopping lemonade in the shade

Just another day in the 7th Ward by the lake

Yeah, bitch, where I stay

I be riding in the camo jeep

Double cup is ocean deep

I'm sleeping don't you make a peep

Y'all a bunch of fucking cheapened sheep

I'll fucking cut and gut your fucking seeping slut and...

... I'm a fucking mutt I'll sell your meat for bucks

[Anthony Mars:]

Got a bitch that will get your ass done up

Hot in the winter and cold in the summer

Pussies wanna try to come and run up

Glock cocked and I'm chilling with my gun up

See I

Never gave a fuck about nothing

Got crack in the stove, hide the money in the oven

If I'm ever trying to get my funds up

Break in with the mask, grab the money real fast

I, hope a fucker know when they see me

Never in my life try to sell a CD

Lo-fi pimp,.mp3

Black and white life, no TV

Smoking that dope on the low

Got all them pounds in the floor

Drugs never slow because this that junkie who can flow

It ain't

Nothing to rob me a liquor store

Syrup I'm drinking it by the four

The devil be all up in my soul, bitch

Pe$o

[Norman Atomic:]

Mother fucker pass the buck

Or should I say bucks?

I could give a fuck about ifs, ands, or buts

You still getting cut because this is a team and you not with us

We summing up funds

We funding our sums

To you this is work, to me this fun

Atilla the hun

Dread what we become

We chewing up CEOs and spitting out bums

We never stuck in a rut

Norman Atomic is pissing that mud

Riding clean in the muck

Diamonds gleaming in my semen

Get the meaning?

Now she screaming ""Put your seed in my gut""

I'm like:

""Slut, you fucking nuts

You best believe I'm about bust

Get on your knees and please just suck""

What?

You got a problem with it?

Well, I could give a fuck

I'm finna pluck you like a flower pedal

Drop you back down to that bottom level

[Anthony Mars:]

My ambitions as a rider, I'm a shotta bumping Pac and Biggie

Give me the loot, give me the loot

Or you can meet this semi

Listening to Em while I'm smoking and I'm popping pilli's

Switch it to Weezy sipping sleazy thinking about a milli

This that dirty south, cracker, junkie that you heard of

Pill popping, armed robber, always talking slurred up

Chopped and screwed sipping juice fucking love that syrup

Sick fuck, psycho goonies, no them meds won't cure us

This New Orleans, killers lurking, maybe rob a tourist

Lord forgive me if I'm slipping and the haters burn us

I just don't know no other way, Scrimmy always fucked up

$leepy Hollow (Slopped & Chewed)

[Norman Atomic:]

Slightly overrated means I'm over being rated by cops, critics, cynical assholes that ain't creative

My styles jagged, but my attitude seems jaded

Like a diamond that shine has really faded from sitting on some chick's finger too long

I'm in the basement huffing paintings of animals in cages

You ready?

I've been waiting

Oddy Nuff will leave your body shaking, probably aching

Man, fuck a vacation

My narration of your duration ends in mutation with starvation and salvation

Now what's the translation?

I'm the mother fucking rapping Patrick Bateman

Freddy and Jason

Spitting camp fire

Michael Myers

Leatherface with an army of vampires

I'm so tired of whack rappers thinking they're fresh when I'm so flyer than a gnat's nest resting in sweat

I bet you get the threat

Take a deeper breath and don't forget to mother fucking catch it

I'll bite a chunk out your neck, take your head and detach it and that's it

Ain't smoked my weed today

Got some hoes and lemonade

7th Ward, West Bank

Busting gars, blowing dank

[Anthony Mars:]

It's that jnkie that you heard of

Snort some dope, then maybe slap a bitch

Not talking females just them rappers on that bag of shit

Pimp macking shit

Hoe's on that X and they chewing

Used to have that work, just ask any junkie who using

Cadillac cruising

Abusing some dope

That heroin so soothing

With a black bitch who claim Cuban

Hail Mary

The white 2Pac rocking some white tube socks

No nose ring, just tats and two Glocks

Make a beat with them faders

Drop some acid to laugh while I decapitate you

Ain't smoked my weed today

Got some hoes and lemonade

7th Ward, West Bank

Busting gars, blowing dank

Fuck A Hoe

[Yung $now:]

Before I die, I want you by my side

Don't be shy

Your body looking alive in the candle light

Blow that shit out, yeah

I be that dead pimp fucking a ho in the dark no doubt

Nothing but smoke surrounding our bodies

Leave my mark I'm fucking out

All black suede robe and slippers

As I slip her the dick, yeah she wants to pull my fucking trigger

Trying to cuddle, but she shivers because my body cold

What you know about my slow roll?

Roll and blow

Fuck a ho and dig a hole

I'm a bunch of bones

Let me go

Call me Yung Snow, ho

Got her pussy froze

Off I goes on a pile of hoes

Let's fuck, and then overdose

Ice cold, I'm Jack Dawson she my fucking Rose

[$lick $loth:]

All these bitches on my dick but I'm like fuck a ho

Scrimmy be fucking and ducking, you know that we don't love them though

Half the time they try to fuck and I just pass on them

If she ugly, tell my buddy put a mask on her

Skinny cracker with that devil flow

Pour that lean and make a toast

Suicide, I'm diagnosed

Paranoid schizophrenic

Fuck a ho that's how I'm pimping

Come and witness all these bitches

Trying to fuck just cause my lyrics

Paint an image of the greatest

Famous Satan, triple six my nation

Fuck a ho who's hating

Got bitches masturbating to a painting of a real player

Pass me that blade, I'm the mother fucking ho slayer

Bitch

[Black Smurf:]

Well, I'm cruising on my side with my eyes low

Real Memphis nigga and I know you recognize ho

It's just Black Smurf, with that 1995 flow

Lungs full of them trees so you know what my mind on

Catch me in the East 
[?]
 getting my grind on

Bitches playing FEDs so you know I'ma keep my nine on

Nigga better not play because if he do it's homicide, G

All I know is get it how I live on my side, G

Traffic smoking good, like I should, all the time, man

Promise if a fuck nigga try he's going to die, man

Bitches do you in for the ends, ain't a lie, man

Better keep your eye on that bitch because she's sly, man

For real

Deep Web

[$lick $loth:]

Insert it in her mouth

Make a porno with me

Got three ounces of that sticky

Sucking nuts and giving hickies

Trying to tempt me to eat that pussy?

Is you crazy ho? Is you tripping?

Only dicking then I'm dipping, call your man to come and finish

Woozy Medz and Oddy Nuff

Got my team, you down to fuck?

Film it make a couple bucks

Fuck me while I sip this mud

Won't say your name up on the tape

Demonstrate then penetrate filthy ass bitches

Always got to keep that trojan, magnum holding

Bend it over, ho, and bust that pussy open

No exposing, just deep throating, sipping on that purple potion

Grab that lotion, grab that camera (It's time for that action, ho)

[Yung Mutt:]

Girl, I thought you were the one

But a tundra status mother fucker like me can't be spending up my funds

For a little bit of fun with a dumb honey

Bitch, get off my money

Ain't got no diamonds, but I'm shining like I'm outside and it's sunny

Now I'm chilling with a bitch on Pluto

Yeah right, mother fucker, like you know

Driving drunk by the lakefront

In my trunk is a bunk bed, we can go hump

Yeah, girl, we can try judo

Who knows?

Maybe I'll buy you a chain I know that's why you came to the show

No way it was to blow me on stage

Bitch, get off me, get out of my way

Ima find me a new ho

Kudos

Turn up, fuck that I'm too low

Bitch, come hop in the two door

Getting head from a female Sumo wrestler resting her ass on my dick

Kick 'em to the curb, swerving back to the crib

No ones home, so I jack off thinking about your mom you mother fucking bitch

[Woozy Medz:]

Wild beast

Matisse mode

Squeeze on them butt cheeks

Slow down on that coke dosage

Hen-Dawg on that night stand

Hit the coochie

Make it pop

Spread gams, then slam dance

Bobblehead she swallow cock

Until I pop and lock and bust a nut

Eat her up, I'm 69ing

Poke that bitch until I'm Joker smiling

She laser-beaming that bag-a-blow

With a big straw for that powder snow

Obsessed like Stinkmeaner

Rough sex with that sweet diva

Hit the cutty with the meat cleaver

Chop the coochie then eat the beaver

Beat that shit like Liam Neeson

Don't cuff a bitch, I ain't a precinct

On her knees, she yoga queen

Tiger clutch, she hold the D

Puffing nigga and swigging up

Then throwing up in this bitch

Giamatti, I strut the party

I'm Sideways in this bitch

Aphrodite {The Aquatic Ape Theory}

[$witchblade $crim:]

Manifesto of depression

Stocking up my weapons

Natural Born Killers, get relief from my aggression

Symbol of oppression

Triple six flexing

Fuck boys love my seconds

Smoking dope while I'm texting

Sounds so simple, right?

Artesian on some ice

Both wrists sliced, killing myself every night

Mother fuckers want to adopt the dark, but I was born in it

Popping pills until I'm stopping hearts, bunch of worms swimming...

Through my veins and blood, put that lead in my skull

Through my veins and blood, put that lead through my skull

Kill yourself, mother fucker

Death in the night

Hiding from the light

Everything changes when you make it out alive

Middle of the night, hoping that I die

Middle of the night, always fucking high

Got a life I'm trying to shake

Get the fuck away

Die slow for me, baby, let's get the fuck away

Die slow let's get the fuck away

[Yung $now:]

I'm hoping that someone will come and slit my throat

And then I can finally overdose

Shawty looking like she needs some rest, so in the grave she goes

I'm right beside her

She trying to get what's in my chest

Hollow ribs

She doesn't know that I'm a ghost

Haunting the air with my sweet decay

For death I do not delay

Yeah, that's why my skin is grey

Five Nine is the blood stain painted on your day

Switching up the blade

Yeah, she said she wants the knife

Told her, bitch I got the sword

Yeah, her dress ain't white no more

I'm that seventh ward dead lord

Got my bitch dead on the floor

Now she begging for some more

Now she begging for some more

Would you die for me?

Would you die for me?

I need you and I hope you need me too

I want to kill you

Would you die for me?

Would you die for me?

I need you and I hope you need me too

Gold ('99-2000)

[$crim:]

Cruising with my click

Indo in my back seat

Cursing out this bitch

She says I'm all about me

Bitch, you must be joking

Go ahead with them emotions

I'm sipping barre and swanging always on that purple potion

Smoking on a sack

Dope up in my pants

Grill up in my mouth so you might not understand

Bitches in my section

Got their pussy melting

Swagger like can't help it

Scrimmy steady flexing

Gold chains, gold houses, even gold cars

Gold drugs, gold lean, even gold bars

I'm flexing on these mother fuckers

I'm flexing on these mother fuckers

Gold chains, gold houses, even gold cars

Gold drugs, gold lean, even gold bars

I'm flexing on these mother fuckers

I'm flexing on these mother fuckers

[Oddy Nuff:]

Engulfed in flames, bitch

Oddy stay engulfed in chains

Staying in the same lane

Pit bull at my side untamed

Blood flow riptide

Took your bitch out to brunch

Yeah, she paying with no tip in

Sipping on some sucker punch

Took her home and smoked a blunt then I fucked her dumb

G-59 fogging up

Got that mother fucking hot breath

Walk up in the club with triple 6 tatted on my fucking chest

Gold chains, gold houses, even gold cars

Gold drugs, gold lean, even gold bars

I'm flexing on these motherfuckers

I'm flexing on these motherfuckers

Gold chains, gold houses, even gold cars

Gold drugs, gold lean, even gold bars

I'm flexing on these motherfuckers

I'm flexing on these motherfuckers