Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song FUCK the Industry, artist - $uicideboy$. Album song I Want to Die in New Orleans, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 06.09.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: G59
Song language: English
FUCK the Industry |
Used to be a flock of us, but now the flocks depletin' |
7th Ward Charizard, I melt the ice you claim is freezin' |
'Cause I was born in April, I’m the shiny diamond heathen |
Y’all fuckboys who claimed they push keys, all deleted |
Them fuckboys who claimed they got swag |
All competing for the same Gucci sweater |
That I been had the receipt, bitch |
I’m the fucking wave |
Y’all just stuck in a bed, in a room, on a cruise |
Throwin' up 'cause you seasick |
While your bitch is cheating on you, I’m the one who beatin' |
I’m just sayin', y’all think that I’m playin', but I ain’t got a reason to |
98' Benz coupe looking like Pikachu |
99' Benz coupe looking like Beetlejuice |
Whatever |
Who gives a fuck? |
I still feel like a teen recluse |
'Bout to give these needles use |
Numb me up, uh |
Numb me up, yah |
Numb me up, ayy |
Numb me up, yah |
Numb me up, ayy |
Numb me up, yah |
Numb me up, yeah (uh) |
«We're just gonna wait here for a little while until things quiet down, |
if you don’t mind?» |
Hear no evil (evil) |
See no evil (evil) |
Speak no evil (right) |
Find myself speaking to ghosts a bit more often now |
Devils die too, Lucifer bound for the ground (Pussy) |
Get some money, watch how many hands come reachin' out |
(Shut up—what?) |
Lit up my cigarette, another accident |
Fuck anybody that thinks I’m a saint |
Fuck anybody that want me to change (What?) |
No one changes ever, that’s why my Glock’s on the dresser |
And if I’m keepin' it real, I’m never-ever lacking (Try me) |
Motherfuckers know $lick ain’t never-ever slackin' (Try me) |
Whether the shotgun, or the 9 millimeter |
They be knowin' $crimmy keeping the heater |
Nonetheless, got my people up my ass |
Worried I’mma blow my brains on the glass ($ui-) |
I smoke a cigarette and laugh, kettles calling pots black (Ha-ha-ha!) |
But sometimes I get violent, silent (Shh) |
The fuck I’m supposed to do when Cut Throat always the problem? |
That’s why Cut Throat cuts throats with the sharp blade, though |
Got my Faygo on Easter |
Signed Germ, said, «ball like the Lakers» |
DN$ 3, pipe up, what it be |
They know they scared of it |
$uicide dead boys, keep a tribe with me |
G*59, don’t give a fuck, boy |
I don’t give a fuck, boy (What?) |
Don’t give a fuck, boy (Yeah) |
Hear no evil |
See no evil |
Speak no evil (Right) |
Hear no evil |
See no evil |
Speak no evil (Yeah) |
Hear no evil |
Speak no evil |
See no evil, bitch |
«We're gathered here today to remember the lives of Ruby and $crim, |
also known to many as the $uicideBoy$. |
What they gave to this world while they |
were here, was unexplainable. |
You know, we’re all here, maybe— Well, |
today we can share some memories, walk around, my name is Ricky Kekney. |
Hey, I’m Ricky, if you don’t know me you can come up to me, don’t feel |
uncomfortable. |
I, I know… I know I give off a stand-offish vibe, |
I don’t feel uncomfortable. |
We’ll talk, come up to me, we’ll talk about the |
boys, we’ll celebrate today. |
Today is about celebrating the lives of two |
legends. |
Before we start sharing stories, I would like everybody to bow their |
head for ten seconds, in remembrance.» |