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Brotha Lynch Hung

I Tried To Commit Suicide

I tried to commit suicide

I had a gun in my mouth, and a tear in my eye

Where's my mothafuccin' daughter at

Thinkin' about the next place I can slaughter at

I know she wonder's where her father's at [X2]

I Tried to Commit......

Suicide I had alot on my mind

I couldn't figure nothin' out

And my momma just died it's just like

Damn everything was blowin' up in my mind

I couldn't determine what was wrong or right

I'm goin Madesicc (foe life)

I ain't the type to bitch, whine or moan

But now I'm in a werid place and I'm really missin' home

Naw metaphorically I'm really missin' home

I couldn't explain how much I'm really missin' home (I ain't gone)

I'm on some shit that'o get you locced up

Put in the trunk nigga let's life shits fucced up

I remember when I use to sit at home all alone in my room thinkin'

I'm hungry for food my momma screamin' in the front room

Drivin' me crazy I feel like jumpin' out the window

I'm itchin' like scabies cuz my minds tryin' to play me

And nobody cares, I might as well take this nine mili and die right here

I tried to commit suicide

I had a gun in my mouth, and a tear in my eye

Where's my mothafuccin' daughter at

Thinkin' about the next place I can slaughter at

I know she wonder's where her father's at [X2]

I tried to commit....

Life keep a gun

I'm always on the watch-out

Niggaz think I'm dumb

'Til I pull that glocc out

Leave a nigga numb

Somebody bring the cops out

Cuz his work day is done

Yeah, he had to clocc out

Yeah, I could be the blocc out

Niggaz really don't want that

Send'em on the plane wit that thang in his dark blacc

Plastic and as if I asked it, it came out

Couldn't trust a nigga so I mantain the same route

Why should I trust a nigga they think wit they penis

Then they wonder why there's friction between us

I'm tryin' to get to Venus suck and duck you mothafuckas

I could just of leave it and treat it like another supper

I could just eat it take it how it comes

When it's all said and done we ain't got to wait for reruns

I can't even see cuz in the rear view mirror

Hey, let me just get to this nine

I tried to commit suicide

I had a gun in my mouth, and a tear in my eye

Where's my mothafuccin' daughter at

Thinkin' about the next place I can slaughter at

I know she wonder's where her father's at [X2]

I tried to commit....

Hey my life been so fucc'd up

It's all on a bitch

Ever since i was 13 I wanted to be rich

Tried sellin' dope (Naw that didn't work out)

I was juccin' in the creek

I couldn't get my work-out

Too many niggaz was juccin' that brought the cops out

Yeah I went bacc to the Gardens and mom kept me locc'd out

Livin' in the regal think' sumthin' illegal

We know how it is when you workin' wit them eagles

Dope money pay for my EP

Tower Records put it out on ca-sign

And I had a sample of Knee Deep

Those days were good days these days are no good

Niggaz think I got a million probalby cuz I probably should

Sittin in this thigh-ass studio 'bout to change it

Reverse and rearrange it now I'm wit Strange bitch

This better work-out I'm tired of the same shit

So I put it in my mouth yeah, I'm goin' out

I tried to commit suicide

I had a gun in my mouth, and a tear in my eye

Where's my mothafuccin' daughter at

Thinkin' about the next place I can slaughter at

I know she wonder's where her father's at [X2]

I tried to commit....