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

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

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

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

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

Back to the function, riding the caboose to
touched the third rail
You fucked up chicken, now you got fried
'Cause it's a

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

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

Maybe a bastard child you think
Mom and dad are and you're dark as ink
Maybe Sicilian with a tan
But you lasagna and the pizza 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 you're really ready for the grave yard tour
When you get home just fill up windows and you doors

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

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

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

Yep
I've said it