Fuck the Industry – Song and Lyrics by $uicideboy$

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Discover the poetic beauty in ‘Fuck the Industry’ by $uicideboy$. This lyric breakdown takes you on a journey through the artist’s thoughts, emotions, and the story they aim to tell. From clever metaphors to evocative imagery, we delve into the nuances that make this song a lyrical masterpiece. Whether you’re a fan of $uicideboy$ or a lover of well-crafted words, our detailed analysis will give you a deeper understanding and appreciation of this song.

Back from the dead like I’m Jesus
Skip to the next track if you think that we are facetious
Ruby da Cherry ripe for the season
$uicideboy$, yeah, we still breathin’ (aah!)

I’m the black sheep of this music industry shit
Used to be a flock of us but now the flock’s depleting
7th Ward Charizard, climb out the ice you claim is freezing
‘Cause I was born in April, I’m the shiny diamond, Eden
Y’all fuckboys who claimed they push keys or delete it?
And fuckboys who claimed they got swag or competing?
Put the same Gucci sweater that better have the receipt, bitch
I’m the fucking wave, y’all just stuck in a bed, in a room
On a cruise, throwing up ’cause you seasick
While your bitch is cheating on you I’m the one who beatin’
I’m just sayin’, y’all think that I’m playin’, but I ain’t got a reason to
98′ Benz coupe looking like Pikachu
99′ Benz coupe looking like Beetlejuice
Whatever, bho gives a f*ck? I still feel like a teen recluse
‘Bout to give these needles use, numbing me up, uh
Numbing me up, yeah, numbing me up, aye
Numbing me up, yeah, numbing me up, aye
Numbing me up, yeah, numbing me up, aye

We’re just gonna wait here for a little while until things quiet down
If you don’t mind?

Hear no evil (evil) see no evil (evil) speak no evil (right)
Find myself speaking to ghost up in my after nine (yeah)
Devil’s died too, Lucifer ’bout for the grind (pussy)
Get some money, watch a man ask and reach you now (shut up, what?)
Lit up my cigarette, another accident (yeah)
F*ck anybody that thinks I’m the same
F*ck anybody that wants me to change (what)
No more changes ever that’s why my Glock’s on the dresser
If I’m keepin’ it real, I’m never-ever lacking (try me)
Motherfuckers know $lick ain’t never-ever slackin’ (try me)
Where the shackles or the nine millimeter
They be know it, $crimmy keepin’ the heater
Nonetheless, got my keeper up my ass
Swear it, I’ma blow my brains on the glass
I smoke a cigarette and laugh
Kettles call the pots black
‘Cause sometimes I get violent, silent (shh)
The f*ck I’m supposed to do? But Cut Throat always the problem
That’s why Cut Throat cuts throats with the sharp blade though
Got my Faygo on Easter son, jump set ball like the Lakers
Dn$3, pipe up, what they be know they scared of it
$Uicide deadboys
Keep it dry with me, G*59, you fuckboy
I don’t give a f*ck boy, don’t give a f*ck boy (yeah)
Hear no evil, see no evil, speak no evil (right)
Hear no evil, see no evil, speak no evil (yeah)
Hear no evil, speak no evil, see no evil, bitch

We are gathered here today to remember the lives of Ruby and $crim
Also known to many as the $uicideboy$
What they gave to this world while they were here, was unexplainable
You know, we’re all here, maybe
Today we can share some memories, walk around, my name is Ricky Kekney
Hey, I’m Ricky, if you don’t know me you can come up to me, don’t feel uncomfortable
I, I know, I know I give off a stand-offish vibe
Alright, don’t feel uncomfortable
We’ll talk, come up to me, we’ll talk about the boys, we’ll celebrate today
Today is about celebrating the lives of two legends
Before we start sharing stories
I would like everybody to bow their head for ten seconds, for remembrance