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$UICIDEBOY$ x SHAKEWELL - SHAMELESS $UICIDE (SLOWED)

Original video:    • $UICIDEBOY$ x SHAKEWELL - SHAMELESS $...   0:00 Intro 1:03 Verse 1: $crim 2:23 Verse 2: Shakewell 3:43 Verse 3: Ruby [Verse 1: $crim] Woke up today lookin' for a fucking homicide (Yeah) Magician with the Glock, I make it pop and blow his mind (Pop, pop, pop) Relapse off a pill, fuck it, Shameless $uicide (You did what?) Hold up, bitch, shut up, quit fuckin' with my high Ch— Ch— Chain so cold, got my neck on cryotherapy (Brr) Gang say it's fuck 'em, then it's fuck 'em, they my enemy (Grey) Rappers, they delusional, thinkin' they a friend of me (Who?) Made a hundred million sayin' fuck you to the industry Let me see (Oh), pulled up on the devil and I broke hell Let me see, I made millionaires from my coat tail (Oh) I'm presently workin' on a list of people dead to me *59 bigot, I'ma zealot for the grey in me (Grey, grey, grey) Got me hot now, fuck, don't tell me calm down (North, North) Northbound killer with that Eastern Bloc sound (North, North) Dope from downtown, but my house up in the sticks (North, North) My chain Book of John, but my wrist Old Testament [Chorus: $crim] Locced out— Locced out— Lo— Lo— Lo— Lo— Locced out— Locced out— Lo— Lo— Lo— Lo— Locced out— Locced out— Lo— Lo— Lo— Lo— Locced out— Locced out— Lo— Lo— Lo— Lo— [Verse 2: Shakewell] Woke up in the morning, first feelin' is the withdrawals Then I go and check my phone, rest in peace to my Uncle Charles I'm callin' Ruby da Cherry, the *59 consigliere We all got crosses to carry, $crim told me to just to be ready Is God close? Daddy got dementia, still I make it work Big Shake be the capo, got ammo for any battle turf Feelin' cursed, third death in a month, I cannot map it out Let's turn the world grey, it's the only way we can make it out Seven hundred horses, I floored it (I need), I'm gon' be gone 'til the mornin' (I need) My pinky ring be a mortgage (Oh no, no), I know they hate me, oh well Got deadstock pints in the storage (I do), go 'head and ship it, imported (I need) IRS hit me for forty, got thirty birds in the mail (Ha-ha, ha) Either the morgue or a cell, they tryna lock me up (Lock me up) I'ma live forever, my name out, and ain't no stoppin' us (It ain't no stoppin' us) $uicide the mafia, Sin Verguenza the cartel Cocktail Molotovs, toss 'em, and wish that boy well (Sip!) You might also like Went to Rehab and All I Got Was This Lousy T-Shirt $UICIDEBOY$ & Shakewell Whole Lotta Grey $UICIDEBOY$ & Shakewell Six Lines, Two Dragons, and a Messiah $UICIDEBOY$ & Shakewell [Chorus: $crim & Ruby Da Cherry] Locced out— Locced out— Lo— Lo— Lo— Lo— Locced out— Locced out— Lo— Lo— Lo— Lo— Locced out— Locced out— Lo— Lo— Lo— Lo— (Sui— Suicide) Locced out— Locced out— Lo— Lo— Lo— Lo— (Mutts never gave a fuck, hol' up here) [Verse 3: Ruby da Cherry] Woke up like I gave a fuck (Fuck), blunt laced with angel dust Another bad habit formed, but I could never blame the plug Shawty say she'll make me nut (Ayy), she such an impatient slut All up in my ear (Ayy, ayy), I'm 'bout to grab her mouth and tape it shut Slide a razor up my wrist, my fist is full of paper cuts Me, Shakewell and Christ gotta get this money, we so shameless, bruh (Ayy, ayy) All of my dogs still the same old hounds that I been huntin' with since I was a nameless pup All my diamonds laser cut, all my rubies made of blood Everything you think you know about me, I just made it up (I did) Plague ain't never chasin' guts, shawty think we dating, but (Ayy, ayy) I told that ho we breakin' up (Told the bitch), slumped and stained from takin' drugs Ruby such a lazy bum and I ain't never wakin' up (No) Snorted all my Percs, my stomach hurt and now I'm scrapin' dust (Ayy) So much water 'round my wrists, I think my fuckin' bracelet rust (Fuck) Took my piece right out the cake, but no, I never made the cut (Ayy, ayy) Took my own piece right out of the pie, but I ain't break the crust