Letra Phantom menace de $uicideboy$

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I want to die in new orleans

2018

01. King tulip
02. Bring out your dead
03. Nicotine patches
04. 10,000 degrees
05. 122 days
06. Phantom menace
07. Krewe du vieux (comedy & tragedy)
08. War time all the time
09. Coma
10. Long gone (save me from this hell)
11. Meet mr. nice guy
12. Carrollton
13. Fuck the industry
14. I no longer fear the razor guarding my heel iv

Phantom menace

Back against the wall (fuck!)
And my pocket against the wall
Still hanging in the hall
Never change, I'm the same (nope)
Please don't fucking call me, no (no)
The person you are trying to reach is unavailable, aye (aye)
Remember the days, when me and $licky came to LA? (hmm, hmm)
Sleepin' up-front at the Fat Nick's house
Then the devil lifts the pillow when he doesn't hit the couch (ay, ay, hey)
Ask for no amount
Tell this time to really count
Whatever the fuck you said you hate is what the fuck I'm really about
Really doing drugs, unlike you do it for the clout (nah)
Really got a problem, like I'm usually backing out (yeah)
All my friends are headcases and this kid's gonna pout
Bring it back to the pizza kitchen, I'll clock in 'n' out
Washin' dishes, 'cause of my bitch, and a manager tripped still I'm out (I'm out)
Fuck the rap industry; I'm down for the motherfucking count (ha-ha)
All you fucking clowns, I could really do without (aye)
I'll be back, I really, really, really doubt

Southside maniac with the nine loaded (what?)
Northside Shawty, AKA I'm loaded (okay)Made a couple milli' world tour (yeah)
Fuck a couple man
Burn it up, like I'm the Joker in Gotham City (ha-ha-ha!)
Before the days we used to hit up Orange Mound (hold up)
TA, [?], Smurf, It's going down (throw them hands, like–)
Ridin' four deep
$moked out, loced out, $moked out, loced out (what?)
Now I'm surrounded by folks I never met
Seem like the bigger you get, equals nothing but death
But nonetheless, still 'bout them dead presidents
Innocent residence, straper looked out, begin
Funerals for the cold-blooded makeup skin (pop-pop-pop)
So I called Ruby, he said we got the blade (okay)
I'm like, okay, I got the jacket loaded in the AK
In the AK, AK

Fuck you!
All of y'all are fake, all of ya'll are fake, all of y'all are fake
When I die, bury me in all grey
All of y'all are fake, all of ya'll are fake, all of y'all are fake
$uicide 'til the motherfucking grave
All of y'all are fake, all of ya'll are fake, all of y'all are fake
When I die, bury me in all grey
All of y'all are fake, all of ya'll are fake, all of y'all are fake
It's $uicide 'til the motherfucking grave

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Southside maniac with the nine loaded (what?)
Northside Shawty, AKA I'm loaded (okay)Made a couple milli' world tour (yeah)
Fuck a couple man
Burn it up, like I'm the Joker in Gotham City (ha-ha-ha!)
Before the days we used to hit up Orange Mound (hold up)
TA, [?], Smurf, It's going down (throw them hands, like–)
Ridin' four deep
$moked out, loced out, $moked out, loced out (what?)
Now I'm surrounded by folks I never met
Seem like the bigger you get, equals nothing but death
But nonetheless, still 'bout them dead presidents
Innocent residence, straper looked out, begin
Funerals for the cold-blooded makeup skin (pop-pop-pop)
So I called Ruby, he said we got the blade (okay)
I'm like, okay, I got the jacket loaded in the AK
In the AK, AK

Fuck you!
All of y'all are fake, all of ya'll are fake, all of y'all are fake
When I die, bury me in all grey
All of y'all are fake, all of ya'll are fake, all of y'all are fake
$uicide 'til the motherfucking grave
All of y'all are fake, all of ya'll are fake, all of y'all are fake
When I die, bury me in all grey
All of y'all are fake, all of ya'll are fake, all of y'all are fake
It's $uicide 'til the motherfucking grave