Luyện nghe bài hát 1-800-Suicide (Poisonous Remix)

Suicide it's a
Budabuyby, it's a suicide
Suicide it's a
Budabuyby, suicide it's a

So you die, commit suicide
1-800-Cyanide line
Far as life, yo it ain't it
Put a rope around your and jerk it

The didn't work
Your life was fucked up from the first day of
After watching Gleason walk into a precinct
Gun down the for no fucking reason

And get some LSD or a from the bar
Get behind wheel and crash the car
Like Storm, got bombs for the war
an alligator, let it eat ya raw

Back to the function, riding the to hell
touched the third rail
You fucked up chicken, now you just got
it's a suicide

Suicide it's a
Budabuyby, it's a suicide
Suicide it's a
Budabuyby, it's a suicide

Hey you little rich kid, your beef?
Come and tell the Grym Reaper all of your
You asked for a and you only got a Jeep
Your pop's got endz, but yo mad cheap

Maybe you're a bastard you think
Mom and dad are white and dark as ink
you're Sicilian with a tan
But you hate lasagna and the man

Now you stand on the grave digga and
singing the blues about the rough life you've got
Not, you don't wanna no more
I guess you're really ready for the grave yard
When you get home just fill up windows and you doors

Suicide it's a
Budabuyby, suicide a suicide
Suicide it's a
Budabuyby, suicide a suicide

your oven on high for about four hours
Light you a blunt, your ass goodbye
You gassed yourself 'cause it's a

it's a suicide
Budabuyby, suicide it's a
Suicide it's a
Budabuyby, suicide it's a

Yep
I've said it