$uicideboy$ - Avant Garde lyrics

[Intro: JGRXXN] Oooooh What's up mane? What's up mane? Huh [Verse 1: JGRXXN] JGRXXN will buck if you dunk it Burner gettin' hot like [?] but it ain't nothin' Blat blat carry the thang so anyone got beef [?] Schemacideboy$ ain't no bluffin' Kaliko toked with no love You will see n***a, we bustin' n***a we gunnin' Bussin' underground sh**, we be we-e-e-e-a-a-a Run up on my n***as if you itchin' to Do that sh**, you claim the side, you end up in [?] My demons pullin' up on some [?] We smoke you like a swisher, scoop your b**h and then get in to her [Verse 2: $crim] Step In, Motherf**er Spy Gorilla Young White boy Keep the block hot No chill When I'm in the cut With the red dot Hold still Cut a motherf**er till you dried out Hail Satan ScheemaBusta Boys with the *59 Grippin n***a's(?) hard to cut these boys (?) Send us the defendant, call me Primetime Smokin, drinkin Devil till the reaper come and get me, hoe All my b**hes commin straight from Hades $carecrow $carecrow $carecrow You so f**ing crazy It's all that I am hearing lately The f**ing voice of (?) will save me [Verse 3: Ruby] Scheemin bout the homicide and Ruby is the victim, hoe Ruby turn to Uzi when that Mac 10 empties in my throat Relaxin in a pool of blood I cannot feel my selfish roles My devilish hoes gonna s** my soul From the holes in my throat Oh wait, we go to the bottom of Hell Where Satan roams Every seam's an emerald My skin, flesh burned down to bone My skeleton, not looking grown and grim Because I decompose Hop up off (?) they sing a bunch of Hymns Bout Ruby and his kin They pray they won't see light again At least they think they won't [Verse 4: Rozz Dyliams] I don't f** with anybody in the underground Cause sh** is just a bunch of jealous junkies Itching, twitching for a fix I'm inside making money We won't talk and we won't joke I tie a chain around my itchin' put the hook inside your throat Let the gravel atomize your lifeless body when you drag When I think about you I envision chunks inside a bag When I see a cross I think about it in a preacher's a** And when I see a star of david all I think about is cash