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letra de sleep walk - $uicideboy$

[verse 1: ruby da cherry]
i be at the bottom of the ocean, on the floor
i don’t float, ’cause i’m wearing too much gold ’round my throat
look at me glow
can’t even see out my eyes anymore
hood up, and i’m ready to go
slicin’ my way, b-tch, i’m icing my chain
let it cool off, because it just came out the flame
insane is the claim, and yeah, chaos the cl!ck
lay off my style, b-tch, go lay in a ditch
catch me a f-ckboy, and give him to $l!ck
he’s so used to this sh-t
yeah, he know a good spot
right around 666 o’clock, got another drop
so i flock to the dock, tie a f-cking knot
flyswat in your body rotting in the f-ckin’ yacht
got to mop up the slop, to get rid of the snow
’cause that’s what bring the cops
spraying that tommy all over your cell
and now $l!ck keep on asking me
“how do you spell, ‘welcome to h-ll’?”
i told him, “go k!ll yourself!”
then i threw his body in the motherf-cking swell
(then i threw his body in the motherf-cking swell—)
uh!

[“sleep walk” interlude]

[verse 2: tony with the tommy]
yung slenderman, get the cash when i can
got a pint for the low, and a bag of them xans
lo-fi shawty, come and die for me
shoot a motherf-cker, i’m that tommy-gripping tony
yung camcorder, i’m a internet explorer
die for fun, getting high off of torture
$witchblade $crim, smokin’ on hemp
every time i sold a bag, you know that motherf-cker skimp
posted in the cut, hoe
smoke a hunnid blunts, hoe
very simple living, b-tch
give a f-ck about gettin’ rich
when i didn’t have plays you wasn’t on my d-ck
now a playa gettin’ big, you all on my sh-t
mark of satan, triple 6
getting dope sick when i don’t have drugs
yung white boy with one gold slug
$uicide dreams like kurt cobain
when i teach a lesson, that glock go bang
no servin’ a purpose
get p-ssy for free when i know that you purchase
b-tch, i’m for certain
murk a motherf-cker, now that’s closed curtains

- uicideboy

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