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

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

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

The trick work
Your life was fucked up the first day of birth
After watching Gleason walk into a precinct
Gun down the captain for no fucking

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

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

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

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

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

Now you stand on the digga locked and
You're singing the blues the rough life you've got
Not, you don't wanna live no
I guess you're really ready for the grave tour
When you get just fill up your windows and you doors

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

Turn your oven on high for about hours
Light you a blunt, kiss your ass
You gassed yourself 'cause a suicide

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

Yep
said it before