Sarcophagus III (Explicit)
$UICIDEBOY$"Sarcophagus III (Explicit)" is a song by $UICIDEBOY$, released in 2016 in the Pop genre. The song is 1:36 long and contains 29 lines and 209 words.
Lyrics
0:00Sarcophagus III - $UICIDEBOY$
0:30Murder murder on my mind
0:32Suicidal all the time
0:34They just stay blinded by the sight of blood
0:36That's dripping down my eyes
0:38Point point point me a tone
0:40Shoot me a b**ch till the clip go click
0:42Heard that you're tipping police and sh*t
0:44Rat motherf**kers I ain't got love for 'em
0:46Internet thugs talking all over the forum
0:48B**ch I hate everybody I ain't here to make friends
0:50Shade throwin' on Twitter like we'll never meet again
0:52See you in the flesh and your tone change up
0:54Yung Christ I can never ever be touched
0:56Carecrow stick talk triggers I clutch
0:58Hoes all around me want their clit to be touched
0:59Ain't learned yet that I'd rather do drugs 'hoe
1:18Yung Plague got a one way ticket
1:19Some say he the young flame
1:20With the gun play on a Sunday
1:22Make a f**kin' p**sy boy stand in the blood rain
1:24Ruby levitate another gun bang
1:25Chump change boy
1:26Now you gotta hate boy
1:27Pull up the with the motherf**ckin' AK boy
1:29Pull up like it's motherf**king game day boy
1:31Shoot 'em with the pistol shoot 'em point blank boy
1:34Uzi f**king fire like a gun range boy
1:36Come stains on your dumb dame
Sarcophagus III - $UICIDEBOY$ Murder murder on my mind Suicidal all the time They just stay blinded by the sight of blood That's dripping down my eyes Point point point me a tone Shoot me a b**ch till the clip go click Heard that you're tipping police and sh*t Rat motherf**kers I ain't got love for 'em Internet thugs talking all over the forum B**ch I hate everybody I ain't here to make friends Shade throwin' on Twitter like we'll never meet again See you in the flesh and your tone change up Yung Christ I can never ever be touched Carecrow stick talk triggers I clutch Hoes all around me want their clit to be touched Ain't learned yet that I'd rather do drugs 'hoe Yung Plague got a one way ticket Some say he the young flame With the gun play on a Sunday Make a f**kin' p**sy boy stand in the blood rain Ruby levitate another gun bang Chump change boy Now you gotta hate boy Pull up the with the motherf**ckin' AK boy Pull up like it's motherf**king game day boy Shoot 'em with the pistol shoot 'em point blank boy Uzi f**king fire like a gun range boy Come stains on your dumb dame
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