[Verse 1]
This is how it's going down
Mechanic Motown
So sleazy
It ain't easy being cheesy
Used to be my boo-boo
Now ya just doo-doo
Milky brown like a Yoo-Hoo
Once upon a time did a crime in America
With the 17-shot Glock Austria
Plus crush burn a hole in my new fashion
Blaze it pedal to the metal mashin'
Down 7 M-I-L-E, helly
Picked up another b**h straight to the telly
b**h booty bu*ter soft like a Pelle
Plus hush crush sticky green of the smelly
Straight bombin on n***as like an Israeli
Rarely playin this game of life fairly
Merrily merrily life is but a dream
In my nightmare my boat rows down a bloody stream
Infrared beams follow me wherever I go
At night close my eyes, total dark as The Crow
Triple 6 got me wishing I was Heaven sent
The East Side is hell, ho
That's where I represent
Bloody money got my life unfolding
sh**'s startin'
n***as go crazy like Martin
I'm out my mind in this b**h on the daily
For the dogs looking at me foaming at the mouth with rabies
I got a message for the thugs
Get plugged
Get your grave dug
Get your bloody body drug
You know my title is:
Suicidalist
With the chrome in my fist
I don't miss
It's the E to the S to the H-A-M
And I heard you tell somebody you was hatin' him
But the simple fact is you can't relate to them
n***a's cash come quicker than an ATM
Way too grim
b**h get smacked with the TEC-9
When I holla out real life, best respect mine
Crime is life, and life is crime
But what would life be without a Reel Life rhyme
n***as Ahead of Time And Space
Can't be erased
Or replaced
With more sh** to face
Dead body after dead body
Case after case
Still keep the toolie tucked down in my waist
For the radio disc jock I might pop
17 in ya body til ya fall off the charts
Cause the trigger gots no heart
King of hearts
King of hearts
(Violin playing)