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PERFORMING ARTISTS
DA$H
DA$H
Vocals
Ruby Da Cherry
Ruby Da Cherry
Vocals
Scrim
Scrim
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Scott Arceneaux Jr.
Scott Arceneaux Jr.
Songwriter
Aristos Petrou
Aristos Petrou
Songwriter
Darien Dash
Darien Dash
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Budd Dwyer
Budd Dwyer
Producer

Lyrics

Pale faces that surround me Eyes looking like round three Cup looking like nose bleed Only sipping hydrocodeine Da$H riding, Ruby sitting shotty They said, "You see 'em?", I said, "I got 'em" Bottom lurkers, snakes out the lake Ball and chain, ain't no escape Fuck the fame, I just want the change Fuck a name, I just want a grave Spit in your face, Grey be the apes You sipping grape? I don't want a taste Cooking dance when I cook the base Hit the lace, now I'm feeling spaced You see the tape where the bodies lay Say you real but I see the fake Fuck out of my face, yeah so Am I in love with drugs? yeah hoe All my plugs got a mug on the record War zone in the slums like a desert $uicideboy$ still alive, why haven't they died? 17 more minutes 'til I'm bled dry, got to get my head right Tighten up the noose, now my neck tied No more breath hiding in my lungs, I'm feeling calmer I am the shepherd with a flock of Sheep claiming they want the slaughter Fathers sacrificing their daughters so Their sons don't have to be offered up I often off 'em anyway because I am the sole marauder I toss 'em off and sail away to the devil to barter Take 'em underwater Take 'em to the alter of Hell and let them Wander while the devil separates the martyrs Whoever's left will be turned into walkers and crawlers Wait until the sky is darker and now they are ready for departure Ruby the fire starter, Ruby the one who let's 'em all burn Screaming "Ruby fuck my bitch", I tell 'em all to wait their turn Snap my fingers, now they're feeling how the flames burn Then I extinguish 'em and assume that it's a lesson learned Yeah so, yeah so It's a dead man walking, ain't too big on talking Chalk laying in the places I be stalking Coughing off the nicotine, living dreams and coughing You ever vision me, bitch get the hearse Doing dirt, check my fingernails Living swell, throwing hunnids in a wishing well Vicious sales from all the shit that's being shipped in mail This some shit I didn't think that I would live and tell Hell couldn't hold me, the one and only D-O-double-L-A, ain't into fair play Do crimes, stack cheddar Whole grain, nothing better Shoot first, ask never No bet, I'm suicidal, homicidal Grab the rifle Prolly die of overdose, I'm fucking bitches on the Eiffel The only time that I'm ever arrogant is outta spite And we getting high in the area that's black and white 'Cause if you ain't know
Writer(s): Darien Corey Dash Jr., Scott Arceneaux, Aristos Petrou Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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