(RING, RING)
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(Hello? Aw shit, nigga. What the fuck time is it, man?
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Oh god damn. Nigga do you know what time it is?
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Aw shit, what the fuck's goin' on? You alright?
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Aw, nigga what the fuck is wrong wit you?)
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When I die, fuck it I wanna go to hell
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Cause I'm a piece of shit, it ain't hard to fuckin' tell
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It don't make sense, goin' to heaven wit the goodie-goodies
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Dressed in white, I like black Tims and black hoodies
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God will probably have me on some real strict shit
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No sleepin' all day, no gettin my dick licked
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Hangin' with the goodie-goodies loungin' in paradise
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Fuck that shit, I wanna tote guns and shoot dice
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All my life I been considered as the worst
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Lyin' to my mother, even stealin' out her purse
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Crime after crime, from drugs to extortion
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I know my mother wished she got a fuckin' abortion
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She don't even love me like she did when I was younger
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Suckin' on her chest just to stop my fuckin' hunger
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I wonder if I died, would tears come to her eyes?
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Forgive me for my disrespect, forgive me for my lies
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My babies' mothers 8 months, her little sister's 2
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Who's to blame for both of them (naw nigga, not you)
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I swear to God I just want to slit my wrists and end this bullshit
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Throw the Magnum to my head, threaten to pull shit
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And squeeze, until the bed's, completely red
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I'm glad I'm dead, a worthless fuckin' buddah head
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The stress is buildin' up, I can't,
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I can't believe suicide's on my fuckin' mind
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I want to leave, I swear to God I feel like death is fuckin' callin' me
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Naw you wouldn't understand (nigga, talk to me please)
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You see its kinda like the crack did to Pookie, in New Jack
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Except when I cross over, there ain't no comin' back
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Should I die on the train track, like Remo in Beatstreet
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People at the funeral frontin' like they miss me
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My baby momma kissed me but she glad I'm gone
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She knew me and her sista had somethin' goin' on
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I reach my peak, I can't speak,
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call my nigga Chic, tell him that my will is weak.
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I'm sick of niggas lyin', I'm sick of bitches hawkin',
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matter of fact, I'm sick of talkin'.
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(BANG)
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(hey yo big...hey yo big)
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Suicidal Thoughts
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Notorious B.I.G |