The Crescent Moon And The Rising Sun - $uicideboy$

Ruby da Cherry, yah, yah, yah, yah, ayy

Ayy, yuh, uh, ayy

Hailing from the Chopper City, weather leaves you hot and sticky

Leopard print, I ain’t no kitty, pussyboys can mock, no pity

Simmer down, bitch, I’m burnin' up in the ash, don’t sift me

Yung Mutt in the cut, gotta duck the fifty, been popped twice

Fuck a cop, nothin' nice comes from the system’s gritty grip

I sip the Uzi, face don’t look so pretty

Bitch, I grip the TEC so loosely, leave you feeling chilly

Bitch, I’m from Gentilly

Don’t want to count a milli', smokin' all my cash in a Philly

Kill me, bitch, I will be free in a world where you can’t bill me, yuh, uh

Nina Simone up in my ear while I debate to take my life

Bunch of voices all I hear, paranoia in my eyes

Got them fuckboys in my sight, bits of organs on my knife

Mirror image from the tinted that reminds me that I’m Christ, sucka

Boogeyman under your covers

I hover above the street gutters, no, there ain’t another

Forever I’m packin' the thunder and snuffer

And popping these uppers, I kill for my brothers

Welcome to the last supper, thanks for coming

Now close the shutters motherfucker, uh