Suicide Note — текст песни (Brotha Lynch Hung)

Hey, Yeah
Come here, Wussup
Let me tell you something, Humm?
Do me this favor, What favor?
I want you to take care of my kids for me
I`ll be right back, Why you doing this?
When they ask you about me
Just tell them he didn`t give a fuck about shit
That`s what I want them to know
Cuz that`s what they think anyways, alright
Will you be my voice? Okay
Will you be my feelings?
Finally let them know

[Verse 1]
You tell me this
How do you tell your kids that you addicted to drugs
And that your love ain`t nothing to spark with to a dub
And even though it`s just weed it got me spending up G`s
Buying up keys and smoking my weed amongst thieves
I rather jack off then fuck bitches
I`ll make it crack off
I hit switches
Use to get crack off quick
Do the snitches
I use to bang up the block
The homie cooked up the rock
While I use to look up the block
For the po po`s
I know my do knows
And my don`t knows
Moved out the Deuce Fo to do rap shows
And lost a couple of homies (fuck)
Big Zo he still with me
He a OG
29th street Crip
That nigga know me
You know E it goes deep
Q-Ball resting in peace
Spent years trying to fight the tears
And I got new problems resting in me
Still crying over joyce memories
Still wish Sicx and X was out wit me
So here`s my suicide note (come on)

Take care of my kids
Cuz I ain`t coming back for years
Here`s my suicide note
My life is a joke
Baby please read the letter I wrote
Here`s my suicide note
Hold back the tears I`ll be back in a couple of years
Here`s my suicide note
Cuz my life is a joke
So please homie read the letter I wrote