$uicideboy$ - All Dogs Go to Heaven lyrics

Waitin' for Nick to take
My motherfuckin' vocals down
Learn to respect a God
Damn king! If you are too⁠
Ha,  ha, ha, ooh ooh

Leave 'em all burning,  triple six degrees
(yeah, yeah)
Heard they started hating, wanna murder thee
(Murder thee) yung Christ turned to Satan
Bless the devilish (yeah, yeah)
Nowadays I get my joy
From fucking chasing death (yeah, yeah)
Mama raised a savage, knew I wasn't average
(I wasn't) pops seen me coming up
He knew I had the package
(Knew I had the package)
Let the 40 kick, drum roll with the sticks
(Pum-pum) hands will fuck your jaw
Know who you fucking with (Woah, woah)
Get the copper, pop a chopper, Dalai Lama
(Dalai Lama) feel like Silkk the Shocker
I'm a fucking problem (Fucking problem)
Streets call me doctor
Screw them then I chop 'em (Kyoom, kyoom)
Two cups, bottle filled with drugs
Liver on the rotten (Ah, ah, ah)
Ruger, chopper, Draco, cult around me Waco
Yeah violence getting louder, projects
Getting wilder, yeah
(yeah) when I'm off a Xan I'm
Quick to shoot the thang (Thang, thang)
Ain't a clock to see
Ain't no time for a game (Game, game)
Fuck 'em all, shoot 'em
Leave them in the yard (Rah, rah)
Got a bunch of youngins 'round me
Take the charge (Rah, rah)
Fuck 'em all, shoot them
Leave them in the yard (yeah, yeah)
Got a bunch of youngins around
Me, take the charge, ayy
(yeah, yeah)

Yeah, we all the same but
We're separated by commas (Beep)
Yeah, we all the same until
We're all destroyed by comets (Ha ha ha)
Alien invasion, better run home to your mama
(Better run) ruby ain't the problem solver
I'm the cause of all your problems
Bitch, I'm in Nevada, ayy, 51's, I got 'em
Snorting blue sand with my cosmic ensemble
I don't give a fuck if they're pressed
I still bought 'em (yeah)
Falling down like autumn, call him duck boy
Watch him waddle
Full throttle when I empty out the bottle
(Out the bottle) when I empty out this clip
That's full of fucking hollows
(Full of hollows)
You'll be lying horizontal
Looking like a model (Ayy)
Scope is never toggled
I was aiming for your nostril
Now, I'm aiming at your bitch's tonsil
I'm the queen of drama (yeah)
Fucking up your life? yeah
All you gotta do is holler (Holler)
You wanna talk drip? Catch me
In the fuckin' sauna (Sauna)
Spent a couple dollars just to
Make a couple dollars
All these bitches say my name as
If it's something like the gospel (Ruby)
All these hoes apostles looking
Like they wanna gobble (Ack)
Looking at me crazy like they've
All been wearing goggles
(Fuck you lookin' at?) po' me up a fo', I'm
Looking like a fucking waffle
Feeling fucking awful