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[ti:Suicidal Thoughts]
[ar:TheNotoriousBIG]
[al:Ready To Die]
[by:]
[00:00.00]Suicidal Thoughts (2005 Remaster|Explicit) - The Notorious B.I.G.
[00:03.47]Lyrics by:Lord Finesse/Notorious B.I.G./C. Wallace
[00:06.94]Composed by:The Notorious B.I.G.
[00:10.41]Produced by:Lord Finesse
[00:13.89]Hello Aw s**t, n***a,
[00:20.10]What the f**k time is it, man
[00:24.45]Oh God d**n,
[00:27.80]N***a do you know what time it is
[00:33.10]Aw s**t, what the f**k's
[00:34.88]Goin' on? You alright
[00:40.86]Aw, n***a what the f**k
[00:42.75]Is wrong wit you
[00:43.49]When I die, f**k it I wanna go to hell
[00:46.18]'Cause I'm a piece of s**t,
[00:47.28]It ain't hard to f**kin' tell
[00:48.90]It don't make sense,
[00:49.79]Goin' to heaven wit the goodie-goodies
[00:51.89]Dressed in white,
[00:52.84]I like black Tims and black hoodies
[00:54.83]God will probably have me
[00:56.03]On some real strict s**t
[00:57.47]No sleepin' all day,
[00:58.61]No gettin' my d**k licked
[01:00.49]Hangin' with the goodie-goodies
[01:01.59]Loungin' in paradise
[01:03.19]F**k that s**t,
[01:04.39]I wanna tote guns and shoot dice
[01:06.19]All my life I been
[01:07.54]Considered as the worst
[01:09.01]Lyin' to my mother,
[01:09.95]Even stealin' out her purse
[01:11.68]Crime after crime,
[01:13.16]From d**gs to extortion
[01:14.57]I know my mother wished
[01:15.82]She got a f**kin' abortion
[01:17.42]She don't even love me
[01:18.56]Like she did when I was younger
[01:20.35]Suckin' on her chest
[01:21.41]Just to stop my f**kin' hunger
[01:23.13]I wonder if I died,
[01:24.38]Would tears come to her eyes
[01:26.04]Forgive me for my disrespect,
[01:27.50]Forgive me for my lies
[01:28.83]My babies' mothers 8 months,
[01:30.28]Her little sister's 2
[01:31.55]Who's to blame for both of them
[01:32.90]Naw n***a, not you
[01:34.28]I swear to God I just want to slit
[01:36.03]My wrists and end this bulls**t
[01:37.53]Throw the Magnum to my head,
[01:39.37]Threaten to pull s**t
[01:40.39]And squeeze, until the bed's,
[01:42.71]Completely red
[01:43.63]I'm glad I'm dead,
[01:44.96]A worthless f**kin' Buddha head
[01:46.62]The stress is buildin' up, I can't
[01:48.40]I can't believe suicide's
[01:49.81]On my f**kin' mind
[01:51.20]I want to leave, I swear to God
[01:52.93]I feel like death is f**kin' callin' me
[01:54.77]Naw you wouldn't understand
[01:56.30]n***a, talk to me please
[01:57.80]You see it's kinda
[01:58.63]Like the crack did to Pookie,
[02:00.27]In New Jack
[02:00.96]Except when I cross over,
[02:02.42]There ain't no comin' back
[02:03.62]Should I die on the train track,
[02:05.21]Like Remo in Beat street
[02:06.57]People at the funeral frontin'
[02:08.51]Like they miss me
[02:09.55]My baby momma kissed me
[02:10.65]But she glad I'm gone
[02:12.03]She knew me and her sista
[02:13.54]Had somethin' goin' on
[02:16.04]I reach my peak, I can't speak
[02:18.19]Call my n***a Chic,
[02:19.22]Tell him that my will is weak
[02:20.88]I'm sick of n***as lyin',
[02:22.16]I'm sick of b***hes hawkin'
[02:23.65]Matter of fact, I'm sick of talkin'
[02:30.10]Hey yo Big, hey yo Big

文本歌词


Suicidal Thoughts (2005 Remaster|Explicit) - The Notorious B.I.G.
Lyrics by:Lord Finesse/Notorious B.I.G./C. Wallace
Composed by:The Notorious B.I.G.
Produced by:Lord Finesse
Hello Aw s**t, n***a,
What the f**k time is it, man
Oh God d**n,
N***a do you know what time it is
Aw s**t, what the f**k's
Goin' on? You alright
Aw, n***a what the f**k
Is wrong wit you
When I die, f**k it I wanna go to hell
'Cause I'm a piece of s**t,
It ain't hard to f**kin' tell
It don't make sense,
Goin' to heaven wit the goodie-goodies
Dressed in white,
I like black Tims and black hoodies
God will probably have me
On some real strict s**t
No sleepin' all day,
No gettin' my d**k licked
Hangin' with the goodie-goodies
Loungin' in paradise
F**k that s**t,
I wanna tote guns and shoot dice
All my life I been
Considered as the worst
Lyin' to my mother,
Even stealin' out her purse
Crime after crime,
From d**gs to extortion
I know my mother wished
She got a f**kin' abortion
She don't even love me
Like she did when I was younger
Suckin' on her chest
Just to stop my f**kin' hunger
I wonder if I died,
Would tears come to her eyes
Forgive me for my disrespect,
Forgive me for my lies
My babies' mothers 8 months,
Her little sister's 2
Who's to blame for both of them
Naw n***a, not you
I swear to God I just want to slit
My wrists and end this bulls**t
Throw the Magnum to my head,
Threaten to pull s**t
And squeeze, until the bed's,
Completely red
I'm glad I'm dead,
A worthless f**kin' Buddha head
The stress is buildin' up, I can't
I can't believe suicide's
On my f**kin' mind
I want to leave, I swear to God
I feel like death is f**kin' callin' me
Naw you wouldn't understand
n***a, talk to me please
You see it's kinda
Like the crack did to Pookie,
In New Jack
Except when I cross over,
There ain't no comin' back
Should I die on the train track,
Like Remo in Beat street
People at the funeral frontin'
Like they miss me
My baby momma kissed me
But she glad I'm gone
She knew me and her sista
Had somethin' goin' on
I reach my peak, I can't speak
Call my n***a Chic,
Tell him that my will is weak
I'm sick of n***as lyin',
I'm sick of b***hes hawkin'
Matter of fact, I'm sick of talkin'
Hey yo Big, hey yo Big

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