The Notorious B.I.G. - Suicidal Thoughts lyrics

[RING, RING] (Hello? Aw sh**, n***a. What the f** time is it, man? Oh god damn. n***a do you know what time it is? Aw sh**, what the f**'s goin' on? You alright? Aw, n***a what the f** is wrong wit you?) When I die, f** it I wanna go to hell Cause I'm a piece of sh**, it ain't hard to f**in' tell It don't make sense, goin' to heaven wit the goodie-goodies Dressed in white, I like black Tims and black hoodies God will probably have me on some real strict sh** No sleepin' all day, no gettin my dick licked Hangin' with the goodie-goodies loungin' in paradise f** that sh**, I wanna tote guns and shoot dice All my life I been considered as the worst Lyin' to my mother, even stealin' out her purse Crime after crime, from d** to extortion I know my mother wished she got a f**in' abortion She don't even love me like she did when I was younger s**in' on her chest just to stop my f**in' hunger I wonder if I died, would tears come to her eyes? Forgive me for my disrespect, forgive me for my lies My babies' mothers 8 months, her little sister's 2 Who's to blame for both of them (naw n***a, not you) I swear to God I just want to slit my wrists and end this bullsh** Throw the Magnum to my head, threaten to pull sh** And squeeze, until the bed's, completely red I'm glad I'm dead, a worthless f**in' buddah head The stress is buildin' up, I can't, I can't believe suicide's on my f**in' mind I want to leave, I swear to God I feel like d**h is f**in' callin' me Naw you wouldn't understand (n***a, talk to me please) You see its kinda like the crack did to Pookie, in New Jack Except when I cross over, there ain't no comin' back Should I die on the train track, like Remo in Beatstreet People at the funeral frontin' like they miss me My baby momma kissed me but she glad I'm gone She knew me and her sista had somethin' goin' on I reach my peak, I can't speak, call my n***a Chic, tell him that my will is weak. I'm sick of n***as lyin', I'm sick of b**hes hawkin', matter of fact, I'm sick of talkin'. [BANG] (hey yo big...hey yo big)