Now and at the Hour of Our Death by $uicideboy$ Ft. BONES Music Download
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$uicideboy$ – Now and at the Hour of Our Death Ft. BONES Lyrics
[Intro: Scrim]
North, North (You did good, $lick)
Northside, Northside
Northside, Northside (It's a Smash)
Northside, Northside
North, North
Northside, Northside
Northside, Northside
Northside, Northside
[Verse 1: Scrim]
Grippin' the tide, I'm breakin' bones
Marble Caddy, rindin' stones
I-I-I feel a chrome
I'm sippin' that poison out the 'foam
Straight out Lacombe
Beatin' 'em like they did me wrong
This shit just fucked
I-I-I'm smokin' on shit that smell like body (Body)
I'm grippin' that hawk, stop 'em, choppin' 'em down like baow, baow, baow
Claimin' that gang, I'm like, "What the fuck? Go na-na-na"
It's a bird? It's a plane? It's $carecrow
Aah
Yeah, homicide tatted on my eyes (North)
I come from fiends (North)
Crucify me in the North (Northside), nail to the trees (Northside)
Like to see we go to hell (Northside), Keanu Reeves (North, North)
A prophet, my skips get fulfilled like prophecies, yeah (Northside)
Swervin' (Northside), matte black Rovers
Fuck bein' sober (Northside)
Daddy was a psycho and my momma bipolar (Northside, Northside)
G-R-E-Y
Fuck, I'm losin' my composure (Northside)
Been fiendin' for the bloodshed, what the fuck's the hold up? (Northside)
All they talk is "Shoulda, coulda", me? I'ma air it out (Northside)
If it's war with me, I'm killing everything they care about (Northside)
If it's war with me, there ain't shit I'm being fair about (Northside)
G, the 5, the 9, pullin' up just to tear it down (Northside)
Tear it down
[Bridge: Ruby Da Cherry]
7th, 7th, 7th Ward, ayy
[Verse 2: Ruby Da Cherry & Ruby Da Cherry with Scrim]
Grippin' that Juul, tryna fall asleep
Coola usually out of me
Kick the stool, I pick the jewel, and bleed
The cross a key
[?] bounce of me, keep sosa [?]
Ridin' broken, overloadin', loccin' [?]
I won't keep those for free
Possibly
Ain't no stoppin' me, I'm poppin' lots of things
Dope that over grown, I sold my soul and planted [?] seeds
Water up on my face, but not a trace of proppin' honesty
Broken, chosen, chokin', soakin', loccin' [?], constantly
Cross country, where I drag my woes, I did it flawlessly (7th, 7th, 7th Ward, ayy)
Consciously 'cause I'm always findin' up that [?] (7th, 7th, 7th Ward, ayy; chase)
State my claim, [?] (7th, 7th, 7th Ward, ayy)
Say what's my now get that [?] (7th, 7th, 7th Ward, ayy)
Comin' heavy, like season five (7th Ward), get to see me, I'm ready (Huh, ooh)
Head leaking spaghetti (7th Ward)
Bolognese, I kept them petty (Huh, huh)
Hold the Chevy steady (7th Ward), while we pimpin' 'round the levee
Choppin' blades like I'm machete (7th Ward)
Don't tempt me, this shit get messy (Hmm)
Locked and fuckin' loaded, yeah, have to say I ain't no [?] (I ain't no [?])
Hand is never empty, got a thousand blunts too many (Got a thousand blunts too many)
Stay used to callin' [?], back when we was bitchin' (Back when was bitching petty)
Nowadays, we got full bellies, still fighting off all the [?]
Tear it down
[Bridge]
SESH
[Verse 3: BONES]
It's the one that they callin' dead
38' pressed against my head
Spinnin' and spinnin' 'til I see red
They think that I'm catchin' lead
There's a sick melody in my ear
[?]
Shadow, they follow me
See they don't follow me
Having trouble remembering what you said
The curb, the curb, my chopper, it swerve, it swerve
These bitches love to run they mouth
They got some nerve, some nerve
See, it's the 5-1-7 legend
I'm the one that they call upon
Razor in my palm with the [?] chloroform
On the day that I die, don't cry for me, ho
Cover me in diamonds, throw my body in the trash
[Bridge: BONES]
This is a graveyard exclusive
What? What?
[Verse 4: BONES]
I'm pushin' [?], feelin' like my stick on my goddamn [?]
[?] to the second [?]
Suicide, dead boy aimin' at your head, boy
Other than take the skull remember [?], I wish that it went [?]
It go bang, it go boom, now his birthday on the tomb
Feelin' like [?], droppin' down, I'm givin' you hope to [?]
Slip down on the ground, rolling smoke out the pound
You give up, you get high, all we ever do is tear it down
[Outro: Scrim, BONES & Ruby Da Cherry]
Tear it down, tear it down
Tear it down, tear it down
Tear it down, tear it down
Tear it down, tear it down
Tear it down, tear it down
Tear it down, tear it down
Tear it down, tear it down
Tear it down, tear it down
Tear it down, tear it down (Fuck the state, fuck the law, motherfuck a leader)
Tear it down, tear it down
Tear it down, tear it down
Tear it down, tear it down (We 'bout to turn this bitch up, and blow the fuckin' speakers)
Tear it down, tear it down
Tear it down, tear it down (Fuck your feelings, fuck your people, motherfuck a pride)
Tear it down, tear it down
Tear it down, tear it down
Tear it down, tear it down
Tear it down, tear it down (Bitch, it's Grey*59 'til we fuckin' die)
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