Sarcophagus Lyrics

$uicideboy$ & Ramirez Lyrics



Point me a tone, right dead at ya' dome fool
Point me a tone, right dead at ya' dome fool
Point me a tone, right dead at ya' dome fool
Point me a tone, right dead at ya' dome fool


Run your mouth, b*t*h, run your mouth
Welcome to the devil's place
Burning in eternal flames is where your body finna lay
Baker with the double Glock, he screams
He'll break your f**kin' face
Triple six is what we're chanting while we're tearing up the place
Run yo' mouth, b*t*h, run yo' mouth
What the f**k you talking 'bout?
If you talking all that sh*t, then let me see what you about
G*59 in that motherf**king place
$UICIDEBOY$ and Ramirez taking over this b*t*h, mane
Anna got me clicking, tripping, ripping on my f**kin' TEC
If a busta' run his mouth, an' then I'm aiming at his chest
Resurrected from the dead
Noob Saibot
Hit him with a fatal shot
Grip his heart and rip it out
Look into the f**kin darkness see the f**kin' black abyss
Stare into the f**kin shadows and begin to worship the six
Talking to my demons inside of my f**kin' head
Looking for the f**kin' bloodshed
Murder is what they said


Point me a tone, right–
Point me a tone, right dead at ya' dome fool
Point me a tone, right dead at ya' dome fool
Point me a tone, right dead at ya' dome fool
Point me a tone, right dead at ya' dome fool
Point me a, point me a, point me a, point me a–
Point me a tone, right dead at ya' dome fool
Point me a tone, right dead at ya' dome fool
Point me a tone, right–
Point me a tone right–
Point, point, point, point
Point, point, point, point
Point, point, point, point


They recognize the Grey is twisted up with the six
Keepin' the sh*t too thick, the $carecrow without a st**ch
Got to lay it down to drop a busta or sucka
Hail Satan, motherf**kers, keep the meanin' undercover
Snatch a purse from your mother, put a bullet in your brother
Ain't another motherf**ker makes you suffer like I suffer, hoe
59 ways to murder all in one day
The $uicide craze will have you going insane
Stillness broken by reply
And still, they be wondering why I'm constantly getting high
And trying to just end my life
With a swipe of a rusty blade with $lick engraved
Tombstone without a name, I'm just another slave

Point me a, point me a, point me a, point me a
Point–


Motherf**kers want to talk sh*t
Bark all you want, b*t*h
I know you see the shark fins creeping in the darkness
Now you nothing but an armless carca**
Bugs start to harvest
This was your fate regardless
Targets think I'm harmless, but they end up on my carpet
Threads turning scarlet, and so begins the carnage
Find them in the garbage
Carving in my name, I gotta say it's f**king tarnished, uh
Pull up with the motherf**king roof gone
Been too long
Wrote a blues song like Toussaint after Lucifer bought my soul
Blood spilling out my head like it was Dom Perignon
Long money in my palm
Calm as the f**king storm before the crack of f**king dawn, ho
Point me a tone, right...




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