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Suicidal holocaust
For the dead I shed a tear
Cut fuck boys from ear to ear

You never see me creeping near

I come through with helicopters
Bookoo blades and h*lla choppers
Looking like the dawn of vietnam
Ruby crashing on the lawn
Who the f*ck else dare to stop us?
B*tch come through
Blue veins turn into new stains
One of the original seven like liu kang
Slit the wrist of the six
No one left but me, b*tch
The 7th ward lord got a new name
But ruby does not exist due to a personality split
One half devil, other half got zipped
Now who the f*ck else wanna talk sh*t?
Now who the f*ck else wanna get ripped?
Now who the f*ck else think I’m a b*tch?
Come take a f*cking sit
I swear to no God you’ll end up in a crypt

Snappin like necks from that bank on the west
Kurt cobain veins, opium in my chest
Escaped out the psych ward now I’m on a murder spree
Voices inside of me won’t let me go to sleep
Drowning in sleeping pills covered in ashes
Riding down paris this life never mattered
Ready to die b*tch, I’m ready to die
I pull on this trigger got blood on my satin
F*ck is he okay?
No, I’m just the same
Deranged out the gate, it’s always been my fate
Lil $licky ride the pain
Ruby pumpin shotty, crucified in tommy
Yung christ risen out the concrete

Suicidal holocaust
For the dead I shed a tear
Cut f*ck boys from ear to ear
You never see me creeping near