333333 [RARE* ’96 BOOTLEG CA$$ETTE RIP TRE$ $EI$] $uicideboy$

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[Intro: Yung Plague]
Welcome to Hell, we gonna get that God doesn't exist
The reign of blood, the one who has fallen, here I go

[Verse 1: Yung Plague]
Me and Tenshi Doom creeping through the tombs
Eating 'shrooms that we picked off of your grave
Dead fuck boys, yeah, that shit comes in waves
Could give a fuck about how you were raised
Desert reflector resurrector sippin' a cup full of flames
My brain is like paint spilling out of a frame
They want to play games calling 911 on the *59, son
Staring at a tie-dye sun
Slide to the right now a six-foot jump, have fun, no time to run
The gun was itchin', so I tried to oblige, now my head has no front
Dig your body up and then put it in my trunk
Drive out to the lakefront, throw your body into the waves
As I watch you float away, I will light up my blunt
(reign of blood!)

[Verse 2: Trap Hou$e $crim]
I live in a world of illusion, confusing when aimlessly shooting
Couple slim bitches I'm spooning, that scarecrow you see moving
I'm gripping the axe with a pipe full of wax
Couple Xanax, gone throw them back
Fuck all the fame, bitch, I'm Lucifer's sequel
They askin' me, "Why?," why the fuck I hate people
They haters, they boring, wondering why I ignore them
But get a little bit of shine and in a little bit of time
Every motherfucker gon' be waiting in line
For a chance to take you down, fuck all you, clowns
Hop off the dick of the $uicide clique, triple six, "It's fuck your God"