(intro) Yeah,Syndicate's in the Yeah,Geto in the house Yeah,Donald D's in the Yeah,Body count's in the Yeah,Zulu Nation's in the Yeah,Ice T's in the house,yeah
(verse one)
You go on and on and you don't Got sticky sneakers from the of a shot cop Belt and a club,I'm leaving tracks on the rug Punk tried to rif and he met double-live I ain't the nigger to to I'm catching bodies and the next one be you Quick on the trigger,yo,I'm a off a a body and deep six'em in the river A nice talking All cops the black male in a skimask But I'm too clever Will they catch me,never Because I in and out of state Move at a rate And never to take a chump sucker down And my H-K it holds 80 So you move be careful and don't play And watch for the
Suicide,it's a suicide,yeah (x8)
(verse two)
So shut up motherfuckers as I the ink When I'm in Detroit,niggers in mink I'm in Chicago,motherfuckers get buck wild When I'm up in Niggers in huge piles In Atlanta,niggers you doors I'm in Philly,it's a sold out tour In L.A.,I max out real When I'm in New York,I bill the Gods So don't try to deny me my proper E.cuts the records and the nigger gets loose No static,just much Truck my Rolex when I the projects A fly that is hard to figure I hos and I smack up niggers Because I'm a pimp and a Sometimes I bum hip-hop,the other times You like it stay out of my fucking way Duck for the gunshot and watch to the
Suicide,it's a suicide,yeah (x3)
C'mon (x7)
(verse three)
Yo D.,what's up?,suckers is lip Grab the H-K and the dum-dum and spread out I'm putting heads out Doors is shut,there's no to get out I got the motherfucking side with bi the auto-loader and let off the buckshot
(Sounds of gunfire)
That's how I to do work
(Gunfire again)
Got on my T-shirt Motherfuckers tried to the ice Because I rhyme And on T.V. act Saw,that's what you shouldn't said Now I'm so mad I'm veins in my forehead You to get off,come on let's rock But your safety off,and your shit cocked Because when I to get that ass I'll leave whole block filled with hot brass So punk,don't me pop my trunk you my amps and my Mossberg pump Because I pull it most niggers run niggers stay and get hit by the ricochet
Suicide,it's a suicide,yeah (x8)
(verse four)
Niggers to know about me and the...... We squashed that shit with me and him a year ago But there's a new rule tonight Dis'me on a record,see me in a daze,you saw a battle of mics
(sounds of gunfire)
I'm using and flashlights Ease and don't give me no feedback Yo,"Ice out",yo,fuck that I'm hot,I'm putting in cots Some get out,some just get shot Where did I get all the I used Gotta posse of brothers with nothing to lose Some just got out,some will beat the cases 'cause their lawyer was clever I love'em all and they know true So they won't blink while doing a punk like you Freeze Get on your knees,hands behind you Bow your heads,if you will I'll swing my axe,watch the fall Watch your roll off like volleyball So all you motherfuckers down the fly guy Look me in the face,like you're strong when you by And all you punk niggers talking to the side,bow your head like a bitch I don't play,you'll get hit by the
get hit by the ricochet You'll get hit by the