$uicideboy$ - THE_EVIL_THAT_MEN_DO (Lyrics) | When I die, auction off all my body parts
$uicideboy$ - THE_EVIL_THAT_MEN_DO (Lyrics) | When I die, auction off all my body parts
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Lyrics:
[Intro]
You ask me to help you?
How can I when you've kidnapped and stolen
For all I know, even murdered
By nightfall, we will have left your Earth
You will not see us until it is time
Time for what?
$uicideboy, b**ch ($uicideboy, b**ch)
[Verse 1: RUBY DA ARCHANGEL]
When I die, auction off all my body parts
Let's see what Oddy cost, under my skull the shotty's cross
Got all these opps on my d**k, like it's made of metal
Makin' so much money, it's like my boss is the devil
She loves me, she loves me not, I ran out of petals
Littered the ground with rose bits I'll grip this thorny stem forever
A portrait of my pain, an homage to my suffering, same tale
I been uncovering I'm staining the world grey, y'all get back to coloring
[Verse 2: HALF CIG]
Slickity-slickity sloth thug Bach
Shoot up the mass, it will B minor
Jabbin' my arm no Pfizer,
d**k cuffed like it cum with priors
Liars all around me talking hugs and love
Attaching kisses that come with wishes for death so they can touch my trust
f**k, that's some hard motherf**kin' truth
Still contemplatin' suicide, just upgraded a couple coupes
Morally bankrupt, call the skank up to pretend she love me
But I do love you
Ho, don’t talk while you f**kin' suckin'
[Interlude: RUBY DA ARCHANGEL & HALF CIG]
Uh, should we, I-, that was a little short, bruh
Well, f**k, bro
Can we, can we
I just did eight bars 'cause I thought you said all you had to say
Yeah, I got more s**t to say, bro, like
Well, I mean
What? Tell me
They sayin' you "Lost touch"
[Verse 3: RUBY DA ARCHANGEL]
Who the f**k say Ruby done lost his touch?
Blame my success on lots of luck, but lots of luck didn't get your b**ch un-f**ked
Blame my absence on the fact that my d**k got stuck
Call me Evergreen, your b**ch never seemed like she lost touch
Begging me, she wants her jaw f**ked
Withdraw from dope before I withdraw my cash
Use her tongue to collect ash for the stash, I guess I'll smash
Pull off in the Glee-Wagon, f**ked up, I might crash
Just thoughts and feelings from the half of me that is white-trash
[Verse 4: HALF CIG]
b**ch, I cheated death, ain't nothin' that I can't do
Manipulation shawty, I could sell ice to Nanook
I can sell ice to the jeweler, I can sell Christ like I'm Judas
Self-righteous type of shooter, make my life insurance shoot up
Wet screwed up
Product of my environment, my therapist was talking Freud
I rolled my eyes then fired the b**ch
Why would I quit? My drug of choice is overdosin', duh
My d**k got no limits, I'm Master P pimpin' and makin' them b**ches say "Ugh!"
[Outro: RUBY DA ARCHANGEL]
You would be horrified at the sight of us
Rain, rain, go away, two-hundred on the dash, watch me hydroplane
Gang, gang, gang's all grey from New Orleans to Ottawa, from Atlanta to the Bay
#$uicideboy$ #THEEVILTHATMENDO #rapcaviar
