Luyện nghe bài hát 1-800 Suicide

Suicide a suicide

Suicide a suicide

Suicide it's a

Suicide it's a

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

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

Suicide a suicide
Bye Bye
Suicide it's a

Suicide a suicide
Bye Bye
Suicide a suicide

Hey you little rich kid, your beef?
Come and tell the Grym Reaper all of your
You for a Benz and you only got a Jeep
Your pop's got endz, but yo he's mad
Maybe you're a bastard child you
Mom and dad are and you're dark as ink
you're Sicilian with a tan
But you hate lasagna and the man

Now you stand on the grave locked and
You're singing the about the rough life you've got
Not you don't wanna live no
I guess you're really ready for the yard tour
When you get home just fill up your windows and doors
Turn your oven on high for about four
Light you a blunt, kiss your ass
You gassed yourself 'cause it's a

Suicide a suicide

Suicide it's a

Suicide it's a

Suicide a suicide

Suicide a suicide

Suicide it's a

Suicide a suicide
Bye Bye
Suicide it's a

Yep
I've said it and I'll say it again
Life moves pretty
If you don't and look around
Every once in a you'll miss it

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

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 every
The rest didn't know what to do, I suggestions
Put a slug in mug, overdose on a drug
Wet your hair a knife in the plug
Or be like Pryor set your balls on fire
Better yet go hang yourself a barbed wire

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