Suicide Music (feat. Ryu)

You could take our lives Fill us up with lies 'Cause I know where I'm going when I die And I don't even cry, middle finger to the sky 'Cause I know where I'm going when I die Yeah, 'cause even if I got to live a life of crime You got it, I'mma get it never needed nine-to-five I'll push it to the limit 'til it's time to say goodbye, that's fine 'Cause I know just where I'm going when I die, die, die See me in the microscope, see me in the fish tank Chicks want to know my real name plus the dick length Me? I'm a scientist God to a lab rat Now I'm just a has-been rapper in the hazmat Ducking straight shots, sewing up wounds Filling up tombs Let the bass boom Blood everywhere, so chaotic I'm a bullet with your name on it Seeking body after body, and the Mayor Giuliani Ain't in office anymore but he's still Illuminati Death to the king, overthrow everything They'll be searching our apartments in an ATF sting Get busy, the scum of the earth Hold a black magic séance to summon my verse I'm a walking skeleton The zombie that will rush the crowd Devil baby, I was born inside a mushroom cloud You could take our lives Fill us up with lies 'Cause I know where I'm going when I die And I don't even cry, middle finger to the sky 'Cause I know where I'm going when I die Yeah, 'cause even if I got to live a life of crime You got it, I'mma get it never needed nine-to-five I'll push it to the limit 'til it's time to say goodbye, that's fine 'Cause I know just where I'm going when I die, die, die Suicide music, nothing to fucking fool with Full clip in an Uzi, shooting out of Suzukis No excuse, we blast now splatter your goose down Clapping like it's the end, I ruin your fucking movie Asking for passes homie, I'm not a cuby here to bang Blow your brains all over your bitch's boobies Take me alive? Never, better to die free I'm writing "fuck the police" inside a goodbye letter Peace, fade to black, call the priest Tell him to call heaven and save me a few seats Sorry it's so last minute, I'm bringing a few peeps Body the lieutenant and took a shot at the chief Sheesh, guess I got a little problem with authority Tend to get a little bit gruesome and gory Volume on ten if I got to get it in Always keep a pistol grip pump sitting on my lap like a yorkie You could take our lives Fill us up with lies 'Cause I know where I'm going when I die And I don't even cry, middle finger to the sky 'Cause I know where I'm going when I die Yeah, 'cause even if I got to live a life of crime You got it, I'mma get it never needed nine-to-five I'll push it to the limit 'til it's time to say goodbye, that's fine 'Cause I know just where I'm going when I die, die, die Kill yourself, call me if you need some help Kill yourself, call me if you need some help Kill yourself, call me if you need some help Kill yourself, call me if you need some help Kill yourself, call me if you need some help Kill yourself, call me if you need some help Kill yourself, call me if you need some help