Mitchell Bay, $uicideboy$ - Suicide Bay lyrics

Sui- Sui-

They said we wasn't shit
Now they all want to die
Sold souls grow cold with the
Devil on my side sippin' 4's
Swervin' slow with them 20's on my ride
Pussy strong because I glo
But all them ho's they get denied
'Nother bitch
'nother day with another blunt smoked
Hit the switches on the lake
On my mirror is a rope
Suicide 'til we ashes
Fifty nine grey bastards
After that just take my urn and
Fucking dump it on the pastor

I used to be passive
So when I pass please just
Grab a wrap and roll me up and smoke me
I'm talking bout' my ashes
Yeah, just let me go off

I'm from the seventh, ain't no heaven
In my destination, engine revvin'
Aimin' for the lake and bettin' on how
Long it takes for me to sink
Below, I go so low, so low
Ain't got no ho
I know I'm dead 'cause when it's
Cold outside I see no breath
I know I'm dead because my neck
Is red from rigor mortis
Settlin', I'm settlin' down
Underneath the ground
Inside the grave that $lick keep
Digging, yeah
He never finished because death
Is eternal, bitch, I'm Infernal
Internally determined to murder myself

With the pain that I've engraved
All up in my subconscious
From the self doubt among
A couple other problems
I make my way through the flames
Unmasked like Kane, brimstones in my pocket
There ain't shit that you constructed
So the fuck down is where you can sit
Ridin' r-round with suicide
In the NO on that Voodoo tip
When I blow up, when I blow u-up
Gonna cop a necklace that doubles as
A belt when I murder myself
Please play Reservoir Dogs at
My celebration of life
I don't want a funeral
I don't want no crying
Tell my mama that I'm sorry
That this is not a final memo
Feeding what's eatin' at me
I will feast until I starve
Behaving self-destructive
Hip-hop cracked my shell up open
Unleashed my soul
Planted a third eye up on my fore
Closing out the openings of stores
When I go off, when I go off
Feelin like Gorilla Zoe, mixtape a month
I get so lost when I'm in the booth
When I press record
I just might say, "Thank You
Based God" on a song with $UICIDEBOY$
Oh, my lord, feelin' evil, lucid
I might peel 'em like I'm-
Like I'm Luca Magnotta rockin' Rothco with my
Papa Derek Deano, bumpin' Clams Casino, yeah
Wrestle with my demons like
Ricky 'The Dragon' Steamboat
Mitchy Man, Savage Carlito
I record on an Apple with a Hawaiian shirt on
Rowdy Roddy Piper mixed with lil'
Rowdy motherfucker off the street
I'm always spittin' one too many