Instrumente
Ensembles
Genres
Komponiste
Presteerders

Lirieke: Sticky Fingaz. Decade. Suicide Letter.

I don't need a will 'cause I'm not leavin' nobody shit
It's my suicide letter
At the end of this song I'm gonna blow my fuckin' brains out

If you readin' this, I'm probably dead by now
Probably ODed and put three in my head by now
I'm on the balcony alone, nobody here to stop me
I should film this and leave Banned From TV a copy

I'm sick of this world and everything that come wit it
Death, life, politics, religion, fuck all of it
Always feel the pain or I'm ignorin' it
Could barely see the love but all we need more of it

Yeah, right, like that's gonna happen
They workin' on the next nuclear weapon
Niggaz still starvin', niggaz still robbin'
It's no money that's when you have mo' problems

I wanted a son but that was the past
'Cause to tell the truth, I don't think this world gon' last
And I'm not a quitter nigga, I ain't givin' up
I'm just ready to move on, son, I had enough

Live or die, it's my life
I may, I might, it's my time
[Unverified] or shine, it's my [unverified]
So say goodbye, it's my life

I can't recall anything fore the age of five
Far back as I could remember, had the lazy eye
All the shit I been through and I stayed alive
But today feel like a good day to die

Felt it before but it's hard to say goodbye
Felt like I'm talkin' to myself when I pray to the sky
Like they took my faith and created a lie
Don't try to talk me out of it, I made up my mind

I'm a man, I meant no cry for help
So I'ma have to start the revolution by myself
I'm losin' it, too much goin' on in my head
Statistically speakin', I'm supposed to be dead

Made a crew of wild niggaz goin' to war for 'caine
Decorate the walls in ya building wit ya brain
Strugglin' in the hood, I know too well
But why to get to heaven nigga gotta go through hell?

Live or die, it's my life
I may, I might, it's my time
[Unverified] or shine, it's my [unverified]
So say goodbye, it's my life