I Will One Day Learn to Fly into the Stars
[Verse 1: $lick $loth]
Creeping out the shed
Gun in hand
Time to make a stain
co*k it back and put the lead
Let it rain
Overdosing rookies
I'm the bookie for the f**ing Devil
Jacket full of metal
In the flames where the $carecrow meddle
Every time I smoke on the dope
Till my lungs choke
$licky keep that rope on my throat
Hanging off the oak
Bodies in the river
Feeling bitter
With a spotted liver
Send a k**er quitter
Pull the trigger on the f**in mirror
[Verse 2: Ruby Da Cherry]
I be coughing up my lungs
Gotta problem with them blunts
You know Ruby never f**ed witcha
I never sold no d**
I ain't worried about money
I don't want to be a nun
That's why I'm holding up this gun
Don't need protection from no one
That's {my escape route}/{why $carecrow} pull the plug
Ruby suicidal I know $lick is suicidal
b**h I'm guiding my disciples
Right out of this f**ing cycle
b**h just grab that f**ing rifle
Aim between their f**ing eyes
So they just wait for the revival
Dial 666 on my phone, hoe
[Skit from "The Usual Suspects" (1995)]
Verbal: The greatest trick the devil ever pulled, was convincing the world he didn't exist
My Closet Is a Graveyard
[Verse 1: Oddy Nuff Da Snow Leopard]
Gravity's a b**h I'm feeling heavy
Probably from all these pills in my belly
Whipping the Chevy I'm gripping the machete
Palm never sweaty
Bust yo head up open and blood is spilling like a confetti
b**h I'm ducking low hoping that d**h is mothaf**in' ready
He been stalking he been watching Cherry
Tried to turn my into jelly
Palm full of plenty pennies
I'm invested in a cheap d**h
Skin is sweating peeping now my seat wet
As a I leak a weak breath
I'm a Shepard b**h and all my sheep dead
[Verse 2: Yung $carecrow]
Just another nobody
Nobody body filled with oxy
Heron inside the foil
Five bags inside my pocket
Felonies felonies with your b**hing eating Lebanese
I can see anything grab a tint and got me bending knees
Depressing I know I show it they love this so now I'm glowing
Pressing the fact that I'm loathing my whole life so I just folded
Heron the drill like Folgers
I'm just growing colder
Looking over my shoulder I know the reapers getting close
[Skit from " The Return of the Living Dead" (1985)]
Freddy: [to Tina] Tina, it was wrong of you to lock me up. I had to hurt myself to get out, but I forgive you darling. And I know you were here because I can smell your brains. [Tina screams: Get away!] Geez! Now you made me hurt myself again! You made me break my hand completely off this time Tina! But I don't care darling, because I love you
CLYDE (I Hope At Least One of My Ex-Girlfriends Hears This)
[Verse 1: Yung Plague]
Trying to get on my pimp sh**
But I'm stuck on my dirty tip
So I f** an ugly b**h
All the pretty hoes ditch
Yeah they know it's no myth
Grey flags so you damn must say I'm co*ked
Shawty blast shawty say popped gats from the blasts
Got the last laugh hopefully as long as the last laugh
Grey flags (?)
At last the moment has pa**ed
I got a gash in my thick skull
Throw me in the trash call for a pick up
d**h over b**hes all because of Crystal
Blood spilling in my motherf**ing pimp cup
Used to love the b**h, now she s**ing other dicks
So I cut my f**ing wrists
Feel like a puddle of piss
$uicide, d**h of me who gives a f**
No one
[Verse 2: $crim]
$licky got the motherf**ing pedigree
But generally, all my ex- hoes become my enemies
And my next hoes will deal with jealousy
From a couple chickenheads, Tori and Sophie
Couple of them b**hes that ain't important
If p**y curving was a sport they'd call me Jordan
With my endorsement remaining dormant
When it come to these b**hes that play informant
All the girls that I f** with got kids or ex-husbands
They junkies or strippers but hey I'm not judging
Don't f** with a hippy b**h, f** with a skinny b**h
f** with a needy b**h, f** with a greedy b**h
Nah I can't do that sh**
Too much energy, energy spent unsuccessfully
Oh please (would) you let me be one of your memories