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face
Your best option is run, in fact it'll be in place, for you cannot avoid your fate, your life is mine to take
And so I wrote this suicide letter for

sweater
I'll get you back nigga I'll do you one better
Push you off a bridge write your suicide letter
Then fuck on your bitch yea I made her my header
I'll

She’s headed west from Indiana
She might go out to Montana
With no place in mind
North or South Dakota
Or a beach in California
She’s headed west

the square, that herb is hervous
What ever it wants me to do, I'm at his service
So I step in the dark, chronic thoughts of a shark
South Park suicide

cut off my cable
But could you drop by and maybe bust me outta here ?
But there is one thing that I don't understand
I thought The South Pole was

[chorus]
Scarlet blood paint had been spilled by the horizon-giver
And the mist hung, clear and light, right above the river.
Slow clouds of smoke

Letters and mix tapes 
Left a trail of breadcrumbs 
That will never lead to any place


I've considered suicide by police 
Would try it myself but my

Last Dayz

Onyx

Icon

2015

South suicide Queens, all niggas
Gather up all your arms
And get ready for this New World Order
Shit is about to change, motherfucker

I'm Miss

Burned her letters in the fire
One morning by the river in the rain
He [?] a sterno can[?]
The letters gone just like the man
Ain't no fire can burn

Suicide Bomb

Non-Phixion

The Future Is Now [Platinum Edition]

2002

[Verse 1]
Suicide bomb, from Al'Qaeda to the Qu'ran
Represent your clique and our Jihad, bangin from God to Enron
Bin Laden is still C.I.A.
John

Not even for a second when he wake up did he ask
If today was gonna be his last
An average day in the middle of a life
Terminated by a sharp knife

South suicide Queens, all niggas
Gather up all your arms
And get ready for this New World Order
Shit is about to change, motherfucker

I'm Miss

Quick to Back Down

Nas

Blazin' Hip Hop and R&B, Vol. 2

2004

I'm better than
why'all know the beef in the hood it'll never end
Never hit the club unless I get's my berretta in
The letter N, short for Nasir

Welcome 2 Houston

Slim Thug

The Boss of All Bosses

2009

get it while these haters just talk
(Still breaking boys off, hmm) Gotta do it for the north
Gotta do it for my hustlers in the south
(Still breaking

suicide dose
Stay open, we are so fly

I ride to the top with a chick by my side
Got my windows down an mirrors shaking
Blowtorch 'till I'm high, represent

of suicide!

Now you by my side, just put away my pride
I want to see you thrive, together we can will rise

Take you all the places my father couldn't take me

there
She never mentioned alabama so I don't understand
Postmarked Birmingham

A two page letter written on ramada stationary
Dated April twenty two

She's on Fire

Strangelove

Strangelove

1997

goes by her window
A whole new world cries out to greet her
She's don't notice
In the darkness of herold room
She's on fire
She walks a suicide
You know

My Philosophy

Boogie Down Productions

By All Means Necessary [Expanded Edition]

1988

style, and learn to be original
And everybody's gonna wanna diss you
Like me, we stood up for the South Bronx
And every sucker MC had a response
You

Picasso, Hello Picasso, Hello, Hello
I saw you in the windmills of Montmartre
Making others suffer for your art
Love affairs and suicides
Everything bohemia

In South Korea they held a Robot Olympics
They're getting stronger
Faster and more clever
Robots from around the world took part
In the contest

A patient on ward 13 South at May Rèves hospital center told me
that in the Fall of 2007, our world was taken hostage,
by an evil being from another

Might not have lived in the suburbs but I lived by the code
I found old suicide notes it was murder I wrote
I got a brother, and I pray he never gets

way from the dick, but she still ridin
Down for whatever
Got a lil change I changed I’m better
suicide doors writing letters
Free Greeze, one more
Fuck