Suicidal Thoughts (Album Version) Lyrics
| Song | Suicidal Thoughts (Album Version) |
| Artist | The Notorious B.I.G. |
| Album | Ready To Die The Remaster |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:06] | Hello? Aw shit, nigga, what the fuck time is it, man? |
| [00:23] | Oh God damn, nigga do you know what time it is? |
| [00:30] | Aw shit, what the fuck's goin' on? |
| [00:35] | You alright? |
| [00:39] | Aw, nigga what the fuck is wrong wit you? |
| [00:43] | When I die, fuck it，I wanna go to hell' |
| [00:45] | Cause I'm a piece of shit, it ain't hard to fuckin' tell |
| [00:48] | It don't make sense, goin' to heaven wit the goodie-goodies |
| [00:51] | Dressed in white,I like black Tims and black hoodies |
| [00:54] | God will probably have me on some real strict shit |
| [00:56] | No sleepin' all day, no gettin' my dick licked |
| [00:59] | Hangin' with the goodie-goodies loungin' in paradise |
| [01:03] | Fuck that shit,I wanna tote guns and shoot dice |
| [01:04] | All my life |
| [01:06] | I been considered as the worst |
| [01:08] | Lyin' to my mother, even stealin' out her purse |
| [01:11] | Crime after crime, from drugs to extortion |
| [01:14] | I know my mother wished she got a fuckin' abortion |
| [01:17] | She don't even love me like she did when |
| [01:20] | I was younger suckin' on her chest just to stop my fuckin' hunger |
| [01:23] | I wonder if I died, would tears come to her eyes? |
| [01:25] | Forgive me for my disrespect, forgive me for my lies |
| [01:28] | My babies' mothers 8 months, her little sister's 2 |
| [01:31] | Who's to blame for both of them(Naw nigga, not you) |
| [01:34] | I swear to God，I just want to slit my wrists and end this bullshit |
| [01:37] | Throw the Magnum to my head, threaten to pull shit |
| [01:40] | And squeeze, until the bed's, completely red |
| [01:43] | I'm glad I'm dead, a worthless fuckin' Buddha head |
| [01:46] | The stress is buildin' up, |
| [01:47] | I can'tI can't believe suicide's on my fuckin' mind |
| [01:50] | I want to leave,I swear to God |
| [01:52] | I feel like death is fuckin' callin' me |
| [01:54] | Naw you wouldn't understand(Nigga, talk to me please) |
| [01:57] | You see it's kinda like the crack did to Pookie in New Jack |
| [02:00] | Except when I cross over, there ain't no comin' back |
| [02:03] | Should I die on the train track, like Remo in Beat street |
| [02:06] | People at the funeral frontin' like they miss me |
| [02:08] | My baby momma kissed me but she glad |
| [02:11] | I'm gone she knew me and her sista had somethin' goin' on |
| [02:14] | I reach my peak, |
| [02:16] | I can't speak |
| [02:17] | Call my nigga Chic, tell him that my will is weak |
| [02:20] | I'm sick of niggas lyin', |
| [02:22] | I'm sick of bitches hawkin' |
| [02:23] | Matter of fact, |
| [02:24] | I'm sick of talkin' |
| [02:25] | Hey yo Big, hey yo |
| [02:26] | Big |
| [00:06] | Hello? Aw shit, nigga, what the fuck time is it, man? |
| [00:23] | Oh God damn, nigga do you know what time it is? |
| [00:30] | Aw shit, what the fuck' s goin' on? |
| [00:35] | You alright? |
| [00:39] | Aw, nigga what the fuck is wrong wit you? |
| [00:43] | When I die, fuck it, I wanna go to hell' |
| [00:45] | Cause I' m a piece of shit, it ain' t hard to fuckin' tell |
| [00:48] | It don' t make sense, goin' to heaven wit the goodiegoodies |
| [00:51] | Dressed in white, I like black Tims and black hoodies |
| [00:54] | God will probably have me on some real strict shit |
| [00:56] | No sleepin' all day, no gettin' my dick licked |
| [00:59] | Hangin' with the goodiegoodies loungin' in paradise |
| [01:03] | Fuck that shit, I wanna tote guns and shoot dice |
| [01:04] | All my life |
| [01:06] | I been considered as the worst |
| [01:08] | Lyin' to my mother, even stealin' out her purse |
| [01:11] | Crime after crime, from drugs to extortion |
| [01:14] | I know my mother wished she got a fuckin' abortion |
| [01:17] | She don' t even love me like she did when |
| [01:20] | I was younger suckin' on her chest just to stop my fuckin' hunger |
| [01:23] | I wonder if I died, would tears come to her eyes? |
| [01:25] | Forgive me for my disrespect, forgive me for my lies |
| [01:28] | My babies' mothers 8 months, her little sister' s 2 |
| [01:31] | Who' s to blame for both of them Naw nigga, not you |
| [01:34] | I swear to God, I just want to slit my wrists and end this bullshit |
| [01:37] | Throw the Magnum to my head, threaten to pull shit |
| [01:40] | And squeeze, until the bed' s, completely red |
| [01:43] | I' m glad I' m dead, a worthless fuckin' Buddha head |
| [01:46] | The stress is buildin' up, |
| [01:47] | I can' tI can' t believe suicide' s on my fuckin' mind |
| [01:50] | I want to leave, I swear to God |
| [01:52] | I feel like death is fuckin' callin' me |
| [01:54] | Naw you wouldn' t understand Nigga, talk to me please |
| [01:57] | You see it' s kinda like the crack did to Pookie in New Jack |
| [02:00] | Except when I cross over, there ain' t no comin' back |
| [02:03] | Should I die on the train track, like Remo in Beat street |
| [02:06] | People at the funeral frontin' like they miss me |
| [02:08] | My baby momma kissed me but she glad |
| [02:11] | I' m gone she knew me and her sista had somethin' goin' on |
| [02:14] | I reach my peak, |
| [02:16] | I can' t speak |
| [02:17] | Call my nigga Chic, tell him that my will is weak |
| [02:20] | I' m sick of niggas lyin', |
| [02:22] | I' m sick of bitches hawkin' |
| [02:23] | Matter of fact, |
| [02:24] | I' m sick of talkin' |
| [02:25] | Hey yo Big, hey yo |
| [02:26] | Big |
| [00:06] | Hello? Aw shit, nigga, what the fuck time is it, man? |
| [00:23] | Oh God damn, nigga do you know what time it is? |
| [00:30] | Aw shit, what the fuck' s goin' on? |
| [00:35] | You alright? |
| [00:39] | Aw, nigga what the fuck is wrong wit you? |
| [00:43] | When I die, fuck it, I wanna go to hell' |
| [00:45] | Cause I' m a piece of shit, it ain' t hard to fuckin' tell |
| [00:48] | It don' t make sense, goin' to heaven wit the goodiegoodies |
| [00:51] | Dressed in white, I like black Tims and black hoodies |
| [00:54] | God will probably have me on some real strict shit |
| [00:56] | No sleepin' all day, no gettin' my dick licked |
| [00:59] | Hangin' with the goodiegoodies loungin' in paradise |
| [01:03] | Fuck that shit, I wanna tote guns and shoot dice |
| [01:04] | All my life |
| [01:06] | I been considered as the worst |
| [01:08] | Lyin' to my mother, even stealin' out her purse |
| [01:11] | Crime after crime, from drugs to extortion |
| [01:14] | I know my mother wished she got a fuckin' abortion |
| [01:17] | She don' t even love me like she did when |
| [01:20] | I was younger suckin' on her chest just to stop my fuckin' hunger |
| [01:23] | I wonder if I died, would tears come to her eyes? |
| [01:25] | Forgive me for my disrespect, forgive me for my lies |
| [01:28] | My babies' mothers 8 months, her little sister' s 2 |
| [01:31] | Who' s to blame for both of them Naw nigga, not you |
| [01:34] | I swear to God, I just want to slit my wrists and end this bullshit |
| [01:37] | Throw the Magnum to my head, threaten to pull shit |
| [01:40] | And squeeze, until the bed' s, completely red |
| [01:43] | I' m glad I' m dead, a worthless fuckin' Buddha head |
| [01:46] | The stress is buildin' up, |
| [01:47] | I can' tI can' t believe suicide' s on my fuckin' mind |
| [01:50] | I want to leave, I swear to God |
| [01:52] | I feel like death is fuckin' callin' me |
| [01:54] | Naw you wouldn' t understand Nigga, talk to me please |
| [01:57] | You see it' s kinda like the crack did to Pookie in New Jack |
| [02:00] | Except when I cross over, there ain' t no comin' back |
| [02:03] | Should I die on the train track, like Remo in Beat street |
| [02:06] | People at the funeral frontin' like they miss me |
| [02:08] | My baby momma kissed me but she glad |
| [02:11] | I' m gone she knew me and her sista had somethin' goin' on |
| [02:14] | I reach my peak, |
| [02:16] | I can' t speak |
| [02:17] | Call my nigga Chic, tell him that my will is weak |
| [02:20] | I' m sick of niggas lyin', |
| [02:22] | I' m sick of bitches hawkin' |
| [02:23] | Matter of fact, |
| [02:24] | I' m sick of talkin' |
| [02:25] | Hey yo Big, hey yo |
| [02:26] | Big |
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