Suicide lyrics

[Hook]
This is suicide, this is suicide
f*cking with my crew and I, this is suicide
This is suicide, this is suicide
f*cking with my crew and I, this is suicide
This is suicide, came here to blow
I'm talking three scores and four years ago
Prepare the flow, n*gga
This is suicide, came here to blow
I'm talking three scores and four years ago
Prepare the flow

[Verse 1]
This is suicide, what you goin' do about it?
I bet your crew would die, leave your mom teary
[?]
Rappers come to Philly, we would yap you if your jewelry shine
Pray to get your jewelry back, then you would get your jewelry [?]
When I buck him, I'm out, I ain't f*cking with the judge
And I ain't f*cking up your jury time
Just like N.O.R.E., I'm on the run, eating
Better dart when I pull it, these bullets heat seeking
I got what it takes to rock the mic right
And I also got what it takes to make you meet the reaper, b*tch
I got the flavor and it's banging through your speakers
But I still get the heater, shoot a n*gga out the bleachers
You should let me teach you, when y'all goin' learn
If we bring out them burners, you'll be bringing out the preacher
[Hook]
This is suicide, this is suicide
f*cking with my crew and I, this is suicide
This is suicide, this is suicide
f*cking with my crew and I, this is suicide
This is suicide, came here to blow
I'm talking three scores and four years ago
Prepare the flow, n*gga
This is suicide, came here to blow
I'm talking three scores and four years ago
Prepare the flow

[Bridge]
Suicide, it's a suicide, biddy, bye bye
Suicide, it's a suicide
Suicide, it's a suicide, biddy, bye bye
Suicide, it's a suicide

[Verse 2]
I want 'em all dead, kill 'em all dead
I don't care if your bald-headed or [?] dread
Don't feel the love, came to show you we not happy here
Don't try me still put the bullet in your nappy head
Yeah, if I'm somewhere with a strappy neck [?]
Calm [?] on you, put the pause on you, just like Strappy said
But if a strap run up on me, you'll get clapped
I will kill a n*gga, capped, even though I got a rap career
And before that I had a pot career, coke in the water
In the pot in there, it's hot in there
I seen smokers rot in there, cops came, and we hid in there
Then they contemplated, then they raided, we were not in there
New n*ggas trying to come around since we made it
Where were you when we were incarcerated, you were not in there
Rocks in our gear, Rocawear before [?]
We don't feel ya, you should go and kill yourself [?]
[Hook]
This is suicide, this is suicide
f*cking with my crew and I, this is suicide
This is suicide, this is suicide
f*cking with my crew and I, this is suicide
This is suicide, came here to blow
I'm talking three scores and four years ago
Prepare the flow, n*gga
This is suicide, came here to blow
I'm talking three scores and four years ago
Prepare the flow