_UICIDEBOY_ - CARROLLTON (Rick and Morty Music Vid(MP3_128K)
[00:02.32] Play me some of that $uicide pimpin', man
[00:15.06] You motherfuckers pitiful, I'm too sick of you
[00:17.80] I'm a walking visual, you boys refillable
[00:21.05] Unforgivable, once you cross me, hoe
[00:24.07] Now you a motherfucking stain to Lil Cut Throat (pop!)
[00:28.07] Let the guns bang
[00:29.32] Nuts hang, drug game ain't the same
[00:31.30] "$avage" tatted on my face
[00:33.07] Grey ape
[00:34.32] Blazing while we hotbox
[00:35.80] Fuck a badge, fuck a cop, even if the K hot
[00:37.55] Watch me bust on any block
[00:41.07] Northside knotty
[00:42.31] Scope on the shotty, semi blow ya' body
[00:44.81] Tony gripping on the Tommy, bitch
[00:46.82] I bite the head off a bat like I'm Ozzy
[00:49.56] You got a problem motherfucker? Come and try me
[00:52.80] I'm nothing like what you punk boys wanna embody
[00:56.07] Norf, Norf, East Side *59
[00:59.03] Tony gripping Tommy
[01:00.55] Fuck around end up get your body, autopsy
[01:03.54] I be that walking zombie, bath salts
[01:05.56] Eating bodies
[01:06.80] Three choppa's and a shotty shooting everybody
[01:10.06] Cigarette wet, bumpin' Boosie Badazz
[01:12.56] On them drugs, jiggin’
[01:14.55] Jaws locked—clinching
[01:16.79] Trigger finger itching if you think I’m kidding
[01:18.81] Smoke leaking from the sticky that we smoking, boy
[01:22.31] Fuck a Backwood, Swisher's what I use, boy
[01:25.30] Smoke what I choose, do what I wanna do
[01:28.55] Motherfuck you and (Ruby—) your punk friends too
[01:31.56] Ruby blunt lit, lungs itch, bitch, I like the sting
[01:34.54] Smoking potent thinking I'm the chosen one, bitch, I'm a king
[01:38.06] I can hear my dead homies sing
[01:40.30] Now my eyes always hurtin', wiping tears with diamond rings, yeah, aye
[01:44.30] Hol' up fuckboy, who the fuck said we cool?
[01:47.06] Man, I quit smoking with hypebeasts back in 2002
[01:50.55] What it do? Motherfucker, I'm a fool
[01:52.78] Ruby da Cherry is cooling with goblins
[01:54.77] If you got a problem, then you better move
[01:56.29] From the womb to the tomb
[01:57.79] Busting out early, busting out soon
[01:59.56] Blackout the city, I'm back on them 30s
[02:01.06] In 'bout twenty minutes we'll be on the moon, uh
[02:03.29] Drugs got me fucked up, sluts got me drugged up, fuck
[02:06.77] Slam my face against a pill to crush it up
[02:09.55] Government ID helps me get high
[02:12.05] Seeing stars in the mirror like I'm looking with a bright beam
[02:15.56] Lime green paint but the rims looking Spike Lee
[02:18.79] Mighty sloppy, might be cocky, am I in the right scene?
[02:22.28] Highly unlikely, and I'm willing to fucking bet
[02:26.31] Leave a pussy wet then I leave a pussy wet
[02:29.54] I'm a fucking vet, I'm a motherfucking threat
[02:32.56] G*59 the set, G*59 will make you sweat
[02:35.79] "I don’t give a fuck" is my fucking epithet
[02:39.04] Lace up my Nike Decades, meet me at Heaven's Gate
[02:42.79] 7th Ward by the lake 'till my death
[00:00.00] "You'll come off of your drunken stupor from Bourbon Street, Saturday night—get up in time to go to mass on Sunday
[00:00.00] Morning, and you tell God you're sorry for your drunkenness, only to go back out tonight and get wasted again."
