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  • 作曲 : Aristos Petrou/Scott Arceneaux Jr.
    [Intro]
    You ask me to help you
    How can I when you've kidnapped and stolen?
    For all I know, even murdered
    By nightfall, we will have left your Earth
    You will not see us until it is time
    Time for what?
    $uicideboy, ***** ($uicideboy, *****)
    [Verse 1: RUBY DA ARCHANGEL]
    When I die, auction off all my body parts
    Let's see what Oddy costs, under my skull, the shotty's cross
    Got all these opps on my **** like it's made of metal
    Makin' so much money, it's like my boss is the devil
    She loves me, she loves me not, I done ran out of petals
    Littered the ground with rose bits, I'll grip this thorny stem forever
    A portrait of my pain, an homage to my suffering
    Same tale I been uncovering
    I'm staining the world grey, y'all get back to coloring
    [Verse 2: HALF CIG]
    Slickity-slickity sloth, thug Bach
    Shoot up the mass, it will B minor
    Jabbin' my arm, no Pfizer
    **** cuffed like it cum with priors
    Liars all around me talkin' hugs and love
    Attaching kisses that come with wishes for death
    So they can touch my trust
    ****, that's some hard mother****in' truth
    Still contemplatin' suicide, just upgraded a couple coupes
    Morally bankrupt, call the skank up to pretend she love me
    "But I do love you"
    Ho, don't talk while you ****in' suckin'
    [Interlude: RUBY DA ARCHANGEL & HALF CIG]
    Uh, should we, I, that was a little short, bruh
    Well, ****, bro
    Can we, can we
    I just did eight bars 'cause I thought you said all you had to say
    Yeah, I got more shit to say, bro, like
    Well, I mean
    What? Tell me
    They sayin' you lost touch
    [Verse 3: RUBY DA ARCHANGEL]
    Who the **** say Ruby done lost his touch?
    Blame my success on lots of luck
    But lots of luck didn't get your ***** un-****ed
    Blame my absence on the fact that my **** got stuck
    Call me evergreen, your ***** never seemed like she lost touch
    Beggin' me, she wants her jaw ****ed
    Withdraw from **** before I withdraw my cash
    Use her tongue to collect ash for the stash, I guess I'll smash
    Pull off in the GLE Wagon, ****ed up, I might crash
    Just thoughts and feelings from the half of me that is white trash
    [Verse 4: HALF CIG]
    *****, I cheated death, ain't nothin' that I can't do
    Manipulation shawty, I could sell ice to Nanook
    I could sell ice to the jeweler, I could sell Christ like I'm Judas
    Self-righteous type of shooter, make my life insurance shoot up
    Wet screwed up, product of my environment
    My therapist was talkin' Freud, I rolled my eyes, then fired the *****
    Why would I quit? My drug of choice is overdosin', duh
    My **** got no limits, I'm Master P pimpin'
    And makin' them ******* say "ugh"
    [Outro: RUBY DA ARCHANGEL]
    You would be horrified at the sight of us
    Rain, rain, go away
    Two hundred on the dash, watch me hydroplane
    Gang, gang, gang's all grey
    From New Orleans to Ottawa, from Atlanta to the Bay
  • [00:00.000] 作曲 : Aristos Petrou/Scott Arceneaux Jr.
    [00:00.000][Intro]
    [00:05.686]You ask me to help you
    [00:10.591]How can I when you've kidnapped and stolen?
    [00:14.012]For all I know, even murdered
    [00:17.530]By nightfall, we will have left your Earth
    [00:20.982]You will not see us until it is time
    [00:25.455]Time for what?
    [00:25.983]$uicideboy, ***** ($uicideboy, *****)
    [00:27.317][Verse 1: RUBY DA ARCHANGEL]
    [00:28.374]When I die, auction off all my body parts
    [00:31.264]Let's see what Oddy costs, under my skull, the shotty's cross
    [00:34.420]Got all these opps on my **** like it's made of metal
    [00:37.592]Makin' so much money, it's like my boss is the devil
    [00:41.061]She loves me, she loves me not, I done ran out of petals
    [00:44.013]Littered the ground with rose bits, I'll grip this thorny stem forever
    [00:47.696]A portrait of my pain, an homage to my suffering
    [00:50.858]Same tale I been uncovering
    [00:52.202]I'm staining the world grey, y'all get back to coloring
    [00:54.592][Verse 2: HALF CIG]
    [00:54.592]Slickity-slickity sloth, thug Bach
    [00:56.108]Shoot up the mass, it will B minor
    [00:58.013]Jabbin' my arm, no Pfizer
    [00:59.999]**** cuffed like it cum with priors
    [01:01.562]Liars all around me talkin' hugs and love
    [01:05.400]Attaching kisses that come with wishes for death
    [01:07.263]So they can touch my trust
    [01:08.848]****, that's some hard mother****in' truth
    [01:11.718]Still contemplatin' suicide, just upgraded a couple coupes
    [01:14.906]Morally bankrupt, call the skank up to pretend she love me
    [01:18.890]"But I do love you"
    [01:20.486]Ho, don't talk while you ****in' suckin'
    [01:22.325][Interlude: RUBY DA ARCHANGEL & HALF CIG]
    [01:24.420]Uh, should we, I, that was a little short, bruh
    [01:28.138]Well, ****, bro
    [01:29.469]Can we, can we
    [01:30.264]I just did eight bars 'cause I thought you said all you had to say
    [01:31.826]Yeah, I got more shit to say, bro, like
    [01:33.686]Well, I mean
    [01:35.266]What? Tell me
    [01:35.558]They sayin' you lost touch
    [01:36.392][Verse 3: RUBY DA ARCHANGEL]
    [01:36.920]Who the **** say Ruby done lost his touch?
    [01:38.530]Blame my success on lots of luck
    [01:40.660]But lots of luck didn't get your ***** un-****ed
    [01:43.073]Blame my absence on the fact that my **** got stuck
    [01:46.343]Call me evergreen, your ***** never seemed like she lost touch
    [01:49.360]Beggin' me, she wants her jaw ****ed
    [01:51.107]Withdraw from **** before I withdraw my cash
    [01:53.514]Use her tongue to collect ash for the stash, I guess I'll smash
    [01:56.671]Pull off in the GLE Wagon, ****ed up, I might crash
    [02:00.388]Just thoughts and feelings from the half of me that is white trash
    [02:03.263][Verse 4: HALF CIG]
    [02:03.806]*****, I cheated death, ain't nothin' that I can't do
    [02:06.498]Manipulation shawty, I could sell ice to Nanook
    [02:10.024]I could sell ice to the jeweler, I could sell Christ like I'm Judas
    [02:13.271]Self-righteous type of shooter, make my life insurance shoot up
    [02:17.010]Wet screwed up, product of my environment
    [02:20.639]My therapist was talkin' Freud, I rolled my eyes, then fired the *****
    [02:24.056]Why would I quit? My drug of choice is overdosin', duh
    [02:27.235]My **** got no limits, I'm Master P pimpin'
    [02:29.374]And makin' them ******* say "ugh"
    [02:31.354][Outro: RUBY DA ARCHANGEL]
    [02:34.862]You would be horrified at the sight of us
    [02:37.763]Rain, rain, go away
    [02:40.888]Two hundred on the dash, watch me hydroplane
    [02:44.083]Gang, gang, gang's all grey
    [02:47.763]From New Orleans to Ottawa, from Atlanta to the Bay