suicide watch

suicide watch. yeah

i'm in a all black khaki suit

in an all black room feeling like i'm in the back of the room

and i'm strapped to something that's like

out of a movie

that's cool. kill like i'm in a dracula movie

that's too practical

did a tactical movement

next thing you know i was loose and i was moving

brotha lynch hung go through the jungle

wit' a machete and i hunt those

then i cut throat

i don't know what's happening maybe i'm blacking out

killing everybody in sight then smashing out

murder date nigga go head ask 'em out

coathanga strangla nigga ask about him

like j-lo. oh ass is out

anybody will tell ya' that nigga's a acid mouth

i will never lose

i'm cruising past your house

i'mma start chewing his meat if he's as i'm out?

hit me wit the.50 - get your brains blasted

carry me a billy the kid and that's plastic

buried nigga

hid in the crib

and that's-that's it

i be on some dumping the dead niggas in caskets

do it for the bi-bi uh chop chop

do it for the bitches

tch-tch-tch

slash em'

i get all up in a nigga head

aspirin

i could get a nigga shot in the head

ask 'em

orville redenbacher

nigga i'll pop ya'

tore his head like cotton

go need the doctor

call the coroner

leavin' him in a corner

called his boys up

they gon' be looking for him

put these toys up

disappear in the morning

eat these boys up

it was a little boring

shit his prime guts

i'm nuts

i'm sick

i must consider your highness

bitch

suicide watch. yeah boy

got my mind on the milli

hand gripped tight on the milla

finger on the trigga'

and you fucking wit' a straight guerilla

dominate the enemy tremendously

and leave em' wit' his face on the pillow

reppin' madesicc nigga

they don't really want it

if you want it come get it

come wit' it i'm a spit it

from the start to the finish

wit' no fault or pretending

hit all in yo' mouth like a dentist

they got a nigga all in it to win it

busta better pardon my cripness'

put you on my hit list

and just bring a witness to the lyrical massacre of these bitches

played a part in inventing this

cut

slice

dice

chop

beef scrambled up

test and cook syrup

nigga

'cause i'm a hit em' wit'

right

left

punch

uppercut

then throw pronouns and verbs

and many other words

i'm like a thunderbird

i mean a thundercat

that's just the way i act

i put em' on their back and that's a known fact

i leave their motherfucking sound and their line flat

you wanna habitat

where them g's at?

i flip it like a mat and light it like a match

freddy krueger luda

wit' a ruger on his lap

poom

pang

ping

kill a dream like that

so where my niggas

yo? and where the bitches go?

we paint a pretty picture from the ceiling to the flo'

we tear the club up

been done fucked the streets though

if you really want it all you gotta' do is let me know

you fucking wit' my brotha lynch i'm busting calicos *gunshot*

i creep up on you

you don't wanna give you mo'

hotter than the sun

colder than an eskimo

blap at 'em wit' the 4