sUICIDEBOYs - GREY GREY GREY (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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sUICIDEBOYs - GREY GREY GREY (en) Lyrics
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You can take me out the North, but
can't take the North up outta me
Type of motherfucker that they
used to give lobotomies
Neurologically, I'm too
dead to give apologies
Made this shit from nothin', bitch,
I piss on your astrology
Who the fuck brought this ho and why
she talking 'bout astrology?
(Yeah, oh, this ho must
want me to tweak out)
Huh, talk to the dead, eyes rollin',
twеakin' up off that woo-woo
I got killers with no guns,
they just fluent in voodoo
Maskеd up, paint their faces,
turn your hood to Zulu
Akudia off that mudo, I
semi that rah on sudo
I'm up at the shootout with a Prezzi,
feel like Teddy Roosevelt
Swallowin' pills, yeah, I been livin'
like I can't wait to go to Hell
Where the competition?
Uh-huh, that's what I
thought, now listen
Just shoot, don't care who I'm hittin'
Fuckin' right, I'm fucked up, probably
as bad as our shippin'
Just wanna see 'em bleed,
disease the industry
They gon' see the end before
they see the end of me
(Tear it off!) If you want
that gangsta shit, then step
up to this nine, bitch
Don't-don't-don't
Hoppin' out the fuckin' porch,
I stepped into a crime scene
St. Bernard Boulevard, all the shit
I've seen, I need some Visine
Created a fuckin' nightmare while
pursuin' all of my dreams
Hidin' from the high beams, in
the shadows lackin' glycine
Trappin' out the shotgun,
paranoia's not fun
Pace around my house at night strapped,
I'm ready for problems
Oh, you got one? Ain't never
seen you step up
Caught you sobbin' till the snot runs,
oh no, bitch, I am not done
Gators lurkin', caught one of them,
though, and made a Birkin
Haters smirkin', caught one of them hoes,
and later flames were burnin'
I hook 'em like I'm made of verses,
plague returnin' curses
To the wicked ones who slayed
the virgins, I'mma make
mistakes on purpose
Uh, ten years and runnin'
Uh, ten years and gunnin'
Grind *59 'til their faces turn grey
Black and white lights hypnotize
the hive mind into slaves
Fuckin' with that Grey *59, should
know that you gon' die with me
Die with me, die with me, know
that you gon' die with me
Fuckin' with that straight *59, should
know that you gon' die with me
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