Luyện nghe bài hát 1-800 Suicide

Suicide a suicide

Suicide it's a

Suicide a suicide

Suicide it's a

So you wanna die, suicide dial 1-800-Cyanide line
Far as life, yo it worth it put a rope around your neck
And it the trick didn't work
Your life was up from the first day of birth
After watching Jackie walk into a precinct
Gun down the captain for no fucking

And get some LSD or a from the bar
Get behind your and crash the car
Like Desert got bombs for the war
an alligator, let it eat ya raw
Back to the function, the caboose to hell
Bzzt touched the third rail, you fucked up
Now you just got fried it's a suicide

it's a suicide
Bye Bye
Suicide a suicide

Suicide a suicide
Bye Bye
Suicide a suicide

Hey you little rich kid, your beef?
Come and the Grym Reaper all of your grief
You asked for a Benz and you only got a
pop's got endz, but yo he's mad cheap
Maybe you're a bastard you think
Mom and dad are white and you're as ink
you're Sicilian with a tan
But you lasagna and the pizza man

Now you stand on the grave locked and
You're singing the blues about the life you've got
Not you wanna live no more
I guess you're really ready for the grave tour
you get home just fill up your windows and your doors
Turn your on high for about four hours
you a blunt, kiss your ass goodbye
You gassed yourself it's a suicide

Suicide a suicide

Suicide it's a

it's a suicide

Suicide it's a

Suicide a suicide

Suicide a suicide

Suicide a suicide
Bye Bye
Suicide it's a

Yep
I've said it before and say it again
moves pretty fast
If you stop and look around
Every once in a while miss it

Six fucking stepped up playing brave God
Had the fucking to try and enter my grave yard
I'm the Ryzarector, be my
Commit and I'll bring you back to life
The was convinced stuck a water hose
In his mouth at full so his head can explode

one said, "Mm that's good but I can top it"
Put an axe up to his head and then he it
Blood shot out in direction
The rest know what to do, I made suggestions
Put a slug in your mug, on a drug
Wet your stick a knife in the plug
Or be like Richard Pryor set your on fire
Better yet go yourself with a barbed wire

Three and Four fell into spell and
Ran to the zoo, locked themselves in a den
Five said it ain't worth being alive
Smoked a dust suede, mixed it with
The one to escape was number Six
He went home sat in the tub and his wrists
Yeah, more graves to dig, goodbye no need to cry
we all die