Suicide Homicide - Mr. Lil One

Now what the fuck is homicide?

How meany times I pretend that shit is suicide?

Motherfuckers waiting to get shot in the corner of their rival territory

and when you get done (crying oises) everybody sad

Motherfucker you know what you had coming

So peep this motherfucker

Now let this enemy

Wreck this melody

Said to get crazy

Bitch you cant face me Wanna come close

Here it goes like Swayze

You wanna get cautions

Leave that ass nautions

Remember enemies falling

Homicide now suicides calling

Back from the pits

Now guess whos here

Loked Lil One

That boy you fear

Full of that sickness

Digging up bitches

Kick it with witches

Give me three sixes

Bitch in the makin, fakin

Raddle and snakin

You bout to be taken

Out for the ride of your life and die

Victim found dead why

Nobody knows suicide

Nobody cares homicide

Now this could of been what?

Suicide

Or maybe this could of been?

Homicide

Nobody knows

Suicide

Nobody cares

Homicide

Spirits released like a parole

Never been holy

Fool you dont know me Slowly got em all thinking

Have I been drinking

What the fuck this man thinking

Well death, I think its hypnosis

You in a coffin full of dead roses

Now wasnt that thought full of me Well it should be Your death realy could be me Come and dismiss you

Death wanna kiss you

Fuck them tissue

Bitch I wont miss you

Never been effected

Learned or excepted

Cant resurrected

Fuckin neglected

What your memory?

Say you’ll remember me Fuck that bury me Fuck whats said of me Cause your all guilty

And your all filthy

And I dont want ya See ya when I haunt ya Now before I say farewell

Let the man tell ya Fool your a failure

Whos gonna save ya No one, thats who

This coming at you

Stiff like a statue

How I’m looking at you

Lil One told ya The worl full of cobras

Even real soldiers

Look over their shoulders

Now suppose you foes outside

And you know the boys packed

And you ain’t got jack

And a what will you do You already knew

If you step to the boy

Then your ass was through

Well you did

And thats suicide

And you took your own life with homicide

So watch who you trust

Or who you might fuck with

Fuck with the wrong one

Your in for a long one

So fuck that bull about redrum

Bitch motherfucker you might be a dead one