$uicideboy$

Grey Magic


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G-R-E-Y-G-O-D-S
Yes, that is the clique-ah
Grey 'till the day I die
Bitch, I be that Christian resist-ah
Blood spill-ar
Cup fill-ar
Come hith-ar
Meet the sharp side of my knife become the blood dripp-ar
Cunt splitt-ar
Blunt ripp-ar
Never front, bitch-ah
Unleash the fucking clip-ah
Pistol gripp-ar
Bitch dipp-ar
The Devil motivate me, bitch, I see him every day up in the mirr-ah

Two-eleven
1-8-7
Break yourself or go to Heaven
Step into the depths of Hell the Devil is the lovely reverend
Triple six up in my veins $uicide lays in my vision
Burning down the graceful church and cursing all of Mary's children
Rose up from the burning flames
Now look me straight into my eyes
Fuc*** with the G*59, I promise this is your demise
Head inside unleash my bodies hanging from a tree
Fuc*** with the Devil's son I be the Hellish entity

Run my fade mane, what it do?
$licky creepin' in the night lurking close to you
I know you hear my axe scrapin' as I tread the ground
Start to locking up your doors when I roam the town
Keeping a couple pills up in my system
Pullin' up screaming
"Who gon be my victim?"
Shoot the red bone as I light up the torch
Blood on my Chevy all from this foe
Could've been you but I quick scoped
Wondering hoe, who the fuck you?
Just a lil' bitch who gon fuck up my mood