(intro) Yeah,Syndicate's in the Yeah,Geto Boys in the Yeah,Donald D's in the Yeah,Body in the house Yeah,Zulu Nation's in the Yeah,Ice T's in the house,yeah
(verse one)
You go on and on and you stop Got sticky sneakers from the of a shot cop Belt and a club,I'm leaving on the white rug tried to rif and he met double-live slugs I the nigger to step to I'm catching and the next one could be you Quick on the trigger,yo,I'm a Drop off a a and deep six'em in the river A nice psychopath All cops the black male in a skimask But I'm too damn Will ever catch me,never I operate in and out of state Move at a rate And hesitate to take a chump sucker down And my H-K it holds 80 So you move be careful and don't play And for the ricochet
Suicide,it's a suicide,yeah (x8)
(verse two)
So shut up as I laid the ink When I'm in Detroit,niggers fight in I'm in Chicago,motherfuckers get buck wild When I'm up in rolling in huge piles In Atlanta,niggers crash you When I'm in Philly,it's a out tour In L.A.,I max out hard When I'm in New York,I bill the Gods So don't try to me my proper juice E.cuts the records and the yellow gets loose No static,just respect Truck my when I cruise the projects A fly brother that is to figure I punch hos and I up niggers I'm a pimp and a player Sometimes I bum hip-hop,the other slayer 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 the H-K and the dum-dum clip and spread out I'm putting punk's out is shut,there's no chance to get out I got the motherfucking with bi clocks the auto-loader and let off the buckshot
(Sounds of gunfire)
That's how I to do work
(Gunfire again)
Got guts on my Motherfuckers tried to the ice I rhyme smooth And on T.V. act Saw,that's what you have said Now I'm so mad I'm veins in my forehead You want to get off,come on let's But have your safety off,and shit cocked when I come to get that ass I'll leave your whole filled with hot brass So punk,don't make me pop my Show you my and my Mossberg pump Because when I pull it niggers run niggers stay and get hit by the ricochet
Suicide,it's a suicide,yeah (x8)
(verse four)
Niggers want to know me and the...... We squashed that shit with me and him a year ago But a new rule starting tonight Dis'me on a record,see me in a daze,you saw a battle of mics
(sounds of gunfire)
I'm gages and flashlights Ease and don't give me no feedback Yo,"Ice out",yo,fuck that I'm hot,I'm putting niggers in Some get knocked out,some get shot Where did I get all the juice I posse full of brothers with nothing to lose Some just got out,some will Some beat the cases 'cause their lawyer was I love'em all and they that's true So they won't blink while doing a punk like you motherfucker Get on knees,hands behind you back Bow your heads,if you please swing my axe,watch the bodies fall Watch your head off like volleyball So all you motherfuckers down the fly guy Look me in the face,like strong when you walk by And all you punk niggers talking Step to the side,bow your head a bitch I play,you'll get hit by the ricochet
You'll get hit by the get hit by the ricochet