Suicidal Thoughts-The Notorious B.I.G.

[00:00.000] 作词 : Notorious BIG [00:01.000] 作曲 : Lord Finesse/Notorious B.I.G. [00:06]Hello? Aw **** man, nigga, what the **** time is it, man? [00:23]Oh God damn, nigga do you know what time it is? [00:30]Aw shit, what the ****'s goin' on? [00:35]You alright? [00:39]Aw, **** what the **** is wrong wit you? [00:43]When I die, **** it，I wanna go to hell' [00:45]Cause I'm a piece of shit, it ain't hard to ****ing tell [00:48]It don't make sense, goin' to heaven wit the goodie-goodies [00:51]Dressed in white,I like black Tims and black hoodies [00:54]God will probably have me on some real strict shit [00:56]No sleepin' all day, no gettin' my d**k licked [00:59]Hangin' with the goodie-goodies loungin' in paradise [01:03]**** that shit, I wanna tote guns and shoot dice [01:04]All my life [01:06]I been considered as the worst [01:08]Lyin' to my mother, even stealin' out her purse [01:11]Crime after crime, from drugs to extortion [01:14]I know my mother wished she got a ****ing abortion [01:17]She don't even love me like she did when [01:20]I was younger suckin' on her chest just to stop my ****ing hunger [01:23]I wonder if I died, would tears come to her eyes? [01:25]Forgive me for my disrespect, forgive me for my lies [01:28]My babies' mothers 8 months, her little sister's 2 [01:31]Who's to blame for both of them(Naw ****, not you) [01:34]I swear to God, I just want to slit my wrists and end this bullshit [01:37]Throw the Magnum to my head, threaten to pull shit [01:40]And squeeze, until the bed's, completely red [01:43]I'm glad I'm dead, a worthless ****ing Buddha head [01:46]The stress is buildin' up, [01:47]I can't believe suicide's on my ****ing mind [01:50]I want to leave,I swear to God [01:52]I feel like death is ****ing callin' me [01:54]Naw you wouldn't understand(****, talk to me please) [01:57]You see it's kinda like the crack did to Pookie in New Jack [02:00]Except when I cross over, there ain't no comin' back [02:03]Should I die on the train track, like Remo in Beat street [02:06]People at the funeral frontin' like they miss me [02:08]My baby momma kissed me but she glad [02:11]I'm gone she knew me and her sista had somethin' goin' on [02:14]I reach my peak, [02:16]I can't speak [02:17]Call my nigga Chic, tell him that my will is weak [02:20]I'm sick of niggas lyin' [02:22]I'm sick of niggas hawkin' [02:23]Matter of fact, [02:24]I'm sick of talkin' [02:25]Hey yo Big, hey yo [02:26]Big