| Clouds approach
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| As I move through towns and quote Latin texts found under Rome
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| Swarming storms, I’m forming horns
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| I’m pouring Os in styrofoam
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| Ignoring hoes, I might go home
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| Torn in two, the guts get thrown
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| Them blunts get blown, afford it on my own
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| Spend some money, now I’m broke
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| I ain’t worried 'bout it though, I’ll get some later down the road
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| Root of all that’s evil, I know
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| Six-six-six times for my soul
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| Slit my wrist, I’m sinking low
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| Lit my list, I’m burning slow
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| Wish for bliss, and turn to stone
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| One time for the projects
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| Two times for the 7th Ward
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| Threes up for The Misfits
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| $uicide, we can’t be ignored
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| Smoke I be blowin', put holes in the ozone
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| Ruby times $lick, we smoke out to the O gone
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| Couple xan bars got me callin' to postpone
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| This bitch who wanna fuck, but I can’t 'cause I’m so gone
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| Unknown to the world you see, praised to by the six feet deep
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| Run up if you wanna, keep a weapon on me
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| Looking for the right one? |
| I’m the one you seek
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| Slash, slash, cut, cut
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| Cock back—buck, buck!
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| Claim that you was rough, but now you all shot up
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| Said that you was tough, but now you all roughed up
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| Triple six killers, and they all fuck-ups |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Aite, Bet., artist - $uicideboy$. Album song Dark Side Of The Clouds, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп