Suicide

Now what the fuck is homicide? Nine times outta ten that shit is really suicide? Motherfuckers waiting to get shot in the corner of their rival territory And when you get done (crying oises) everybody sad Motherfucker you know what you had coming So peep this motherfucker Now let this enemy Wreck this melody Said to get crazy Bitch you can't face me Wanna come close Here it goes like Swayze You wanna get cautions Leave that ass nautions Remember enemies falling Homicide now suicides calling Back from the pits Now guess whos here Loked Lil One That boy you fear Full of that sickness Digging up bitches Kick it with witches Give me three sixes Bitch in the makin, fakin Raddle and snakin You bout to be taken Out for the ride of your life and die Victim found dead why Nobody knows, suicide Nobody cares, homicide Now this could of been what? Suicide Or maybe this could of been? Homicide Nobody knows Suicide Nobody cares Homicide Now this could of been what? Suicide Or maybe this could of been? Homicide Nobody knows Suicide Nobody cares Homicide Spirits released like a parole Never been holy Fool you dont know me Slowly got em all thinking Have I been drinking What the fuck this man thinking Well death, I think its hypnosis You in a coffin full of dead roses Now wasn't that thought full of me Well it should be Your death realy could be me Come and dismiss you Death wanna kiss you Fuck them tissue Bitch I won't miss you Never been effected Learned or excepted Can't resurrected Fuckin neglected What your memory? Say you'll remember me Fuck that bury me Fuck whats said of me Cause your all guilty And your all filthy And I dont want ya See ya when I haunt ya Now this could of been what? Suicide Or maybe this could of been? Homicide Nobody knows Suicide Nobody cares Homicide Now this could of been what? Suicide Or maybe this could of been? Homicide Nobody knows Suicide Nobody cares Homicide Now before I say farewell Let the man tell ya Fool your a failure Whos gonna save ya No one, thats who This coming at you Stiff like a statue How I'm looking at you Lil One told ya The worl full of cobras Even real soldiers Look over their shoulders Now suppose you foes outside And you know the boys packed And you ain't got jack And a what will you do You already knew If you step to the boy Then your ass was through Well you did And thats suicide And you took your own life with homicide So watch who you trust Or who you might fuck with Fuck with the wrong one Your in for a long one So fuck that bull about redrum Bitch motherfucker you might be a dead one Now this could of been what? Suicide Or maybe this could of been? Homicide Nobody knows Suicide Nobody cares Homicide Now this could of been what? Suicide Or maybe this could of been? Homicide Nobody knows Suicide Nobody cares Homicide