Name: Now and at the Hour of Our Death (feat. BONES)
Duration: 4 min 14 s
Description: Слушайте песню Now and at the Hour of Our Death (feat. BONES) - $uicideboy$, BONES онлайн с альбома THY KINGDOM COME в хорошем HiFi качестве с сервисом Звук. Продолжительность песни - 4:14. Год выхода - 2025

THY KINGDOM COME

$uicideboy$

COUNT YOUR BLESSINGS

Napoleon

Oh, What a Wretched Man I Am!

Full of Grace (I Refuse to Tend My Own Grave)

Chain Breaker

Self-Inflicted

GREY+GREY+GREY

Night Lovell

Carried Away (feat. Night Lovell)

Monochromatic

BONES

Now and at the Hour of Our Death (feat. BONES)

Unknown

North, North (you did good, $lick), Northside, Northside

Northside, Northside (it's a Smash), Northside, Northside

Northside, Northside, Northside, Northside

Marble Caddy, ridin' stone, I-I-I'm fulla chrome

I'm sippin' that poison out the 'foam, straight out Lacombe

Beatin' 'em like they did me wrong, this shit just fun

I-I-I'm smokin' on shit that smell like body rot

I'm grippin' that heart-stopper, choppin' 'em down like bop, bop, bop

Claimin' they gang, I'm like, "What the fuck? Oh, nah-nah-nah"

It's a bird? It's a plane? It's $carecrow (run)

Huh, homicide painted on my eyes (North), I come from fiends (North)

Crucify me in the North (Northside), nailed to the trees (Northside)

Light a cig and go to hell (Northside), Keanu Reeves (North, North)

A prophet, my scripts get fulfilled like prophecies, yeah (Northside, Northside)

Swervin' (Northside), matte black Rovers, fuck bein' sober (Northside)

Daddy was a psycho and my momma bipolar (Northside, Northside)

G-R-E-Y, fuck, I'm losin' my composure (Northside)

Been fiendin' for that bloodshed, what the fuck's the hold up? (Northside, Northside)

All they talk is shoulda, coulda, me? I'ma air it out (Northside., Northside)

If it's war with me, I'm killin' everythin' they care about (Northside, Northside)

If it's war with me, there ain't shit I'm bein' fair about (Northside, Northside)

G, the 5, the 9, we pullin' up just to tear it down (Northside)

Grippin' a jewel, tryna fall asleep, cruel life usually hauntin' me

Kick the stool, I'll pick the drool, come, Yuletide, flaunt my gauze and bleed

They cross the key, but the boss in me keeps saucin', lost 'til spring

Rotten, broken, overloaded, loafin', overdosin', I'll go kick rocks for free

Possibly, ain't no stoppin' me, I'm poppin' lots of things

Dope head overgrown, I sold my soul and planted roxy seeds

Waterboard my faith without a trace, I'm proppin' honesty

Broken, chosen, chokin', soakin', hopeless my aroma, I fuck up constantly

Cross-country, where I dragged my woes, I did it flawlessly (7th, 7th, 7th Ward, ay)

Cautiously 'cause I'm always fightin' off that nausea G (7th, 7th, 7th Ward, ay)

(Chase) stake my claim, lawful or unlawfully (7th, 7th, 7th Ward, ay)

I claim what's mine, now get out that fuckin' gorgeous Jeep (7th, 7th, 7th Ward, ay)

I'm comin' heavy, like Season 5 Gandolfini (7th Ward), I'm ready (huh, ooh)

Head leakin' spaghetti (7th Ward) bolognese, I can be petty (huh, huh)

Hold the Chevy steady (7th Ward), while we whip it 'round the levee

Choppin' blades like a machete (7th Ward), don't tempt me, this shit get messy (hmm)

Locked and fuckin' loaded, yeah, this AR ain't no semi (hope it ain't no semi)

Head is never empty, got a thousand thoughts too many (got a thousand thoughts too many)

They used to call us edgy, back when we was pinchin' pennies (back when we was pinchin' pennies)

Nowadays, we got full bellies, stay fightin' off all the envy, tear it down

It's the one that they callin' dead, .38 pressed against my head

Spinnin' and spinnin' 'til I see red, flea flicker, I'm catchin' lead

Physically, mentally MIA, wishin' it all was in my head

Shadows, they follow me, ceiling, it fall on me me

I'ma hit the curb, the curb, watch how I swerve and swerve

These bitches love to run they mouth, they got some nerve, some nerve

It's that 5-1-7 legend, I'm the one that they call upon

Razor in my palm with a rag full of chloroform

On the day that I die, don't cry for me, ho

Cover me in diamonds, throw my body in the trash

I push the nine milly lick 'em, I stick 'em, I gotta go

Inside the mind of the sickest, and wickedest on the flow

Metal detectors goin' off, when we stepped in with lead toys

It go bang, it go boom, now his birthday on a tomb

Family cryin', droppin' dimes, I'm givin' you hos the blue's

Head down when I'm 'round, rollin', smokin' out the pound

You can run, you can hide, all we ever do is tear that bitch down

Tear it down, tear it down (fuck the state, fuck the law)

Tear it down, tear it down (motherfuck a leader)

Tear it down, tear it down (we 'bout to turn this bitch up)

Tear it down, tear it down (and blow the fuckin' speakers)

Tear it down, tear it down (fuck your feelings, fuck your ego)

Tear it down, tear it down (motherfuck your pride)

Tear it down, tear it down, tear it down (bitch, it's Grey-59 'til we fuckin' die)

Слушайте песню Now and at the Hour of Our Death (feat. BONES) - $uicideboy$, BONES онлайн с альбома THY KINGDOM COME в хорошем HiFi качестве с сервисом Звук. Продолжительность песни - 4:14. Год выхода - 2025

Now and at the Hour of Our Death (feat. BONES)

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