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Suicidal Thoughts lyrics
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Suicidal Thoughts lyrics

[Intro: Puff Daddy]

Hello, aw shit nigga, what the fuck time is it man?

Oh goddamn, nigga do you know what time it is?

Aw shit, what the fuck's going on?

You a'ight? Nigga what the fuck is wrong with you?

[Verse: The Notorious B.I.G. (Puff Daddy)]

When I die, fuck it, I wanna go to hell

Cause I'm a piece of shit, it ain't hard to fucking tell

It don't make sense, going to heaven with the goodie-goodies

Dressed in white, I like black Timbs and black hoodies

God'll prolly have me on some real strict shit

No sleeping all day, no getting my dick licked

Hanging with the goodie-goodies lounging in paradise

Fuck that shit, I wanna tote guns and shoot dice

(You talking some crazy shit now, nigga)

All my life I been considered as the worst

Lying to my mother, even stealing out her purse

Crime after crime, from drugs to extortion

I know my mother wish she got a fucking abortion

She don't even love me like she did when I was younger (Get a hold of yourself nigga)

Sucking on her chest just to stop my fucking hunger

I wonder if I died, would tears come to her eyes

Forgive me for my disrespect, forgive me for my lies

My baby mother's eight months, her little sister's two

Who's to blame for both of them (Nah nigga, not you)

I swear to God I want to just slit my wrists and end this bullshit

Throw the Magnum to my head, threaten to pull shit(Nigga what the fuck)

And squeeze, until the bed's completely red

(It's too late for this shit man)

I'm glad I'm dead, a worthless fucking buddha head

The stress is building up, I can't (Yo, I'm on my way over there man)

I can't believe suicide's on my fucking mind, I wanna leave

I swear to God I feel like death is fucking calling me

But nah, you wouldn't understand

(Nigga talk to me please, man)

You see it's kinda like the crack did to Pookie, in New Jack

Except when I cross over, there ain't no coming back(Yo, I'ma call you when I get in the car)

Should I die on the train track, like Ramo in Beat Street

People at the funeral fronting like they miss me (Ayo where your girl at, man?)

My baby momma kiss me but she glad I'm gone (Yo, put your girl on the phone, nigga)

She know me and her sister had some'n going on

I reach my peak, I can't speak (Ayo, you listening to me motherfucker?)

Call my nigga Chic, tell him that my will is weak (Ayo c'mon nigga)

I'm sick of niggas lying, I'm sick of bitches hawkin'

Matter of fact, I'm sick of talking (BANG)

(Ayo Big, ayo Big)

[Outro]

(Heartbeat slowing)

Please hang up, and try your call again

Please hang up—is a recording

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The Notorious B.I.G.
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  • Languages:English
  • Genre:Hip-Hop/Rap
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