Yung Plague - I NO LONGER FEAR THE RAZOR GUARDING MY HEEL (II) lyrics

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