Suicide from the gates of hell
Homicide, I'm fucking bitches up
They sucking up my brains
Sticking like a gum
To my sole
Its a carussel, its spinning round and round
Its going like a DVD on playback through my mind
I said, shit I didn't really mean
Didn't feel what I felt
I could slap you with the belt
but you want me to use my hand
Choke your neck, I'm running late
Into the vault I cage myself
Triple six the only one to tell, to hope for better days
Hang me on the cross I levitate
Flip me upside down, I stay
Drive me in the dirt, I lay
Drive me in the dirt
Devil took his shot
And the Devil picked the lock
And the Devil took a lot
We would never know what it could be
Based on the start
Based on the drop
I'm the only one to know, how you look butt naked on the low
I could show you truths, but tell you lies
You don't
Get to be taking a part of me
Bitch, pardon me
I'm lucky to get away
Lucky to stay alive
Cause you was trying to change my life
Did it for the better times
One of the drugs I'm addicted to
Was you
Making me speak in tounges
Slit my wrist I am bleeding much
Suicide for love
Homicide, I'm fucking bitches up
They sticking like a gum
Sticking like a gum
Sticking like a gum
Bitches be sticking like a gum