$uicideboy$ Angel Grove

Two to beam up scotty It's a smash Yung Mutt, aye 7th Ward From up and out the snake pit, them 7th ward slums, I can't escape it I can smell the lies on their tongue, ooh, how them snakes hiss New Orleans dope boys since them hurricane waves hit But now the sun is coming up, time to clock out the grave shift SPT hammerhead, eyes Fuji apple red Stubborn motherfucker, always making sure that the cattle fed Never looking back, nowadays I always glance ahead Staying true to my roots like I'm sleeping in a gravel bed Uh, prone to being a vagabond, on tour, no, you can't tag along Mastered the art of self sabotage, list of mistakes getting long like the Amazon Even if I had an atom bomb, I wouldn't drop it I'd hijack that whole plane and go live from the cockpit Pacific Ocean bound right now, we high up over Stockton Going down in flames, nah-uh, eyes set on Heaven, locked in My name's forever stuck up on that $uicide watchlist Sacrifice myself to save the world, now that's a plot twist Yeah, this ho got me fucked up, talking 'bout, "Let's figure it out" Told her keep the cigarette, she just had my dick in her mouth (Northside) One foot in the grave and the other used for kicking 'em out Them boys nothing but bitches, I'm misogynist, no women around Roxy color Cadillac, I done fucked up, thought I had some Oxys in this bag Blowing up my plug, yelling, "Where the fuck we meeting at?" Wifey woke me up, she like, "Who the fuck you screaming at?" Thank God I was dreaming that Wake up, check the weather, grab my Glock and my Berretta Used to sleep on couches, now my couch Moroccan leather Got stress that they can't measure, still, I'm shining through the pressure "Who do you think you are? I am, " it's Pete Young, Wetto Weber Fuck they know 'bout legacy? Even when I rot, I'll be providing for my family Just pray I have a kid to bury me Once you make it outta hell, everything feel heavenly