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

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

So you wanna die, suicide
1-800-Cyanide line
Far as life, yo it worth it
Put a rope your neck and jerk it

The trick work
life was fucked up from the first day of birth
After watching Jackie walk into a precinct
Gun the captain for no fucking reason

And get some LSD or a drink the bar
Get behind wheel and crash the car
Desert 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 got fried
'Cause it's a

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Yep
said it before