[00:06]Hello? Aw shit, nigga, what the fuck time is it, man?
[00:23]Oh God damn, nigga do you know what time it is?
[00:30]Aw shit, what the fuck's goin' on?
[00:35]You alright?
[00:39]Aw, nigga what the fuck is wrong wit you?
[00:43]When I die, fuck it，I wanna go to hell'
[00:45]Cause I'm a piece of shit, it ain't hard to fuckin' 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 dick licked
[00:59]Hangin' with the goodie-goodies loungin' in paradise
[01:03]Fuck 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 fuckin' 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 fuckin' 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 nigga, 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 fuckin' Buddha head
[01:46]The stress is buildin' up,
[01:47]I can'tI can't believe suicide's on my fuckin' mind
[01:50]I want to leave,I swear to God
[01:52]I feel like death is fuckin' callin' me
[01:54]Naw you wouldn't understand(Nigga, 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 bitches hawkin'
[02:23]Matter of fact,
[02:24]I'm sick of talkin'
[02:25]Hey yo Big, hey yo
[02:26]Big