Luyện nghe bài hát 1-800-Suicide (remix)

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

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

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

And get some LSD or a from 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
Bzzzzt touched the third
You up chicken, now you just got fried
'Cause it's a

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

Hey you little kid, what's your beef?
Come and tell the Grym Reaper all of grief
You asked for a Benz and you got a Jeep
pop's got endz, but yo he's 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 hate lasagna and the man

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

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

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

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

Yep
I've said it