Letra Misery in Waking Hours - $UICIDEBOY$
A self confessed serial killer talks exclusively to Channel 9
John Hughes admits killing a truck driver along I-29 in October of 2008
But he told me he has murdered many more people
And tonight we take you inside the mind of a serial killer
I don't think like normal people, never have
Have racing y— thoughts
It's been that way, since I was a kid
I'm constantly doesn't matter if I'm asleep or if I'm awake
I'm constantly thinkin' of a hundred things at one time
(You did good, $lick)
(It's a smash)
Okay, okay, okay
Bitches on my dick 'cause they know this shit is thick
And niggas in the mental; fatal shots to the temple
Bitches on my dick 'cause they know this shit is thick
And niggas in the mental; fatal shots to the temple
Yeah, got me fucked up (Okay, okay, okay)
Yeah, got me fucked up (Yeah, yeah)
Ayy, got me fucked up (Okay, okay)
Yeah, ayy, yeah
Money what I'm 'bout (Wetto)
Too much cash to count (Brr)
Keep that bitch outside, ain't no hoes up in my house (Ah ah)
Smokin' out the ounce, uh
I'm watchin' recession (Yeah)
My bitch want affection, but I'm busy cleanin' weapons (Brr)
Pick up white trash, Rolls presidential
I can't trust no man, so me drivin' is essential (Skrrt)
Sippin' on some potion (Yeah)
I got no emotions (Nah)
Sold my opp a pack, now his dog is what he's smokin'
Since I was a youngin' I been moving like a MAC (Okay)
Fucking up a sac (Ayy)
Daddy smokin' crack (Let's get it)
By sixteen, I was pimpin', fuckin' bitches back to back (Let's get it)
Ben was with me in the trap, told me, "Rap and don't look back" (Let's get it, let's get it, let's get it, get it, get it)
Wish my dog was here, so I can give him every plaque (Every plaque)
Hope he lookin' down with me counting every rack (Every rack)
This shit deeper than rap, mane this shit deeper than labels (Let's get it)
Kids eatin' dinner with no father at the table (Let's get it)
Gotta keep it stable (Let's get it)
Gotta keep it pushin' (Let's get it)
Them hoes, they got me fucked up, think I'm worried 'bout pussy (The fuck?)
Right here where I should be (North)
Eastern B-L-O-C (Grey)
Grey *59 stayed F-U-C-K-E-D to the U-P
Bitches on my dick 'cause they know this shit is thick
And niggas in the mental; fatal shots to the temple
Bitches on my dick 'cause they know this shit is thick
And niggas in the mental; fatal shots to the temple
Yeah, got me fucked up (Got me fucked up)
Yeah, got me fucked up (Ayy)
Yeah, got me fucked up
Got me fucked up (Fucked up)
Bitch, you got me fucked up
Six feet under ground, yeah, but I can go deeper
Always got my heater, raise the temp like I'm fighting off a fever
Sleep with one eye open, always winkin' at the reaper
Used to get so high, they found me aimlessly floatin' up in the ether
Ruby, bring the phonk
Movin' shadows when the night fall (Yeah)
Fuck, this shit is bunk, feel like I'm snortin' Chinese drywall
Play it smooth like a baby, make his bitch think that I might crawl
AMG Mercedes got a bark like it'll bite y'all
Shinin' so hard, I'm turnin' tunnels into bright halls (Shit)
Blacklisted, spray my name in red up on the white wall (Brr)
Eyeballs all on me, man, I hate this fuckin' fame shit
Caught in broad daylight, fuck, it's too late, I can't shapeshift (No)
Always lookin' down, they think that Ruby need a facelift
Everyday I send out doppelgangers in the same fit (Huh?)
Get the fuck away from me
Leave me the fuck alone
All of the credit I get is a lie, the whole time it was one of my clones (It was)
They say they got beef, but they chewin' up beyond meat (Beef, fuck off)
How these suckers think they on my level is beyond me
Boy, go get your bread up, shred some lettuce on that Bánh mì (Yeah, yeah)
Tryna tempt me with her honey, obvy, bitch, you got the wrong bee (Okay)
Yeah, got me fucked up (Got me fucked up)
Yeah, got me fucked up (Ayy)
Yeah, got me fucked up
Got me fucked up
Bitch, you got me fucked up
John Hughes admits killing a truck driver along I-29 in October of 2008
But he told me he has murdered many more people
And tonight we take you inside the mind of a serial killer
I don't think like normal people, never have
Have racing y— thoughts
It's been that way, since I was a kid
I'm constantly doesn't matter if I'm asleep or if I'm awake
I'm constantly thinkin' of a hundred things at one time
(You did good, $lick)
(It's a smash)
Okay, okay, okay
Bitches on my dick 'cause they know this shit is thick
And niggas in the mental; fatal shots to the temple
Bitches on my dick 'cause they know this shit is thick
And niggas in the mental; fatal shots to the temple
Yeah, got me fucked up (Okay, okay, okay)
Yeah, got me fucked up (Yeah, yeah)
Ayy, got me fucked up (Okay, okay)
Yeah, ayy, yeah
Money what I'm 'bout (Wetto)
Too much cash to count (Brr)
Keep that bitch outside, ain't no hoes up in my house (Ah ah)
Smokin' out the ounce, uh
I'm watchin' recession (Yeah)
My bitch want affection, but I'm busy cleanin' weapons (Brr)
Pick up white trash, Rolls presidential
I can't trust no man, so me drivin' is essential (Skrrt)
Sippin' on some potion (Yeah)
I got no emotions (Nah)
Sold my opp a pack, now his dog is what he's smokin'
Since I was a youngin' I been moving like a MAC (Okay)
Fucking up a sac (Ayy)
Daddy smokin' crack (Let's get it)
By sixteen, I was pimpin', fuckin' bitches back to back (Let's get it)
Ben was with me in the trap, told me, "Rap and don't look back" (Let's get it, let's get it, let's get it, get it, get it)
Wish my dog was here, so I can give him every plaque (Every plaque)
Hope he lookin' down with me counting every rack (Every rack)
This shit deeper than rap, mane this shit deeper than labels (Let's get it)
Kids eatin' dinner with no father at the table (Let's get it)
Gotta keep it stable (Let's get it)
Gotta keep it pushin' (Let's get it)
Them hoes, they got me fucked up, think I'm worried 'bout pussy (The fuck?)
Right here where I should be (North)
Eastern B-L-O-C (Grey)
Grey *59 stayed F-U-C-K-E-D to the U-P
Bitches on my dick 'cause they know this shit is thick
And niggas in the mental; fatal shots to the temple
Bitches on my dick 'cause they know this shit is thick
And niggas in the mental; fatal shots to the temple
Yeah, got me fucked up (Got me fucked up)
Yeah, got me fucked up (Ayy)
Yeah, got me fucked up
Got me fucked up (Fucked up)
Bitch, you got me fucked up
Six feet under ground, yeah, but I can go deeper
Always got my heater, raise the temp like I'm fighting off a fever
Sleep with one eye open, always winkin' at the reaper
Used to get so high, they found me aimlessly floatin' up in the ether
Ruby, bring the phonk
Movin' shadows when the night fall (Yeah)
Fuck, this shit is bunk, feel like I'm snortin' Chinese drywall
Play it smooth like a baby, make his bitch think that I might crawl
AMG Mercedes got a bark like it'll bite y'all
Shinin' so hard, I'm turnin' tunnels into bright halls (Shit)
Blacklisted, spray my name in red up on the white wall (Brr)
Eyeballs all on me, man, I hate this fuckin' fame shit
Caught in broad daylight, fuck, it's too late, I can't shapeshift (No)
Always lookin' down, they think that Ruby need a facelift
Everyday I send out doppelgangers in the same fit (Huh?)
Get the fuck away from me
Leave me the fuck alone
All of the credit I get is a lie, the whole time it was one of my clones (It was)
They say they got beef, but they chewin' up beyond meat (Beef, fuck off)
How these suckers think they on my level is beyond me
Boy, go get your bread up, shred some lettuce on that Bánh mì (Yeah, yeah)
Tryna tempt me with her honey, obvy, bitch, you got the wrong bee (Okay)
Yeah, got me fucked up (Got me fucked up)
Yeah, got me fucked up (Ayy)
Yeah, got me fucked up
Got me fucked up
Bitch, you got me fucked up
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