(intro) Yeah,Syndicate's in the Yeah,Geto in the house Yeah,Donald D's in the Yeah,Body in the house Yeah,Zulu in the house Yeah,Ice T's in the house,yeah
(verse one)
You go on and on and you stop Got sticky sneakers the blood of a shot cop Belt and a club,I'm leaving on the white rug Punk 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 body and deep six'em in the A nice psychopath All hunt the black male in a skimask But I'm too clever Will they ever me,never Because I operate in and out of at a quick rate And never hesitate to take a sucker down And my H-K it holds 80 So when you move be 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 in mink I'm in Chicago,motherfuckers get buck wild When I'm up in Niggers rolling in huge In Atlanta,niggers crash you When I'm in Philly,it's a out tour In L.A.,I max out hard I'm in New York,I bill with the Gods So don't try to me my proper juice E.cuts the records and the nigger gets loose No static,just respect Truck my Rolex when I the projects A fly brother that is to figure I punch hos and I smack up Because I'm a pimp and a Sometimes I bum hip-hop,the other times You like it Well stay out of my way for the gunshot and watch to the ricochet
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 clip and out I'm putting heads out is shut,there's no chance to get out I got the motherfucking side bi clocks Raise the auto-loader and let off the
(Sounds of gunfire)
how I like to do work
(Gunfire again)
Got on my T-shirt tried to play the ice Because I rhyme And on T.V. act Saw,that's what you have said Now I'm so mad I'm veins in my forehead You to get off,come on let's rock But have your safety off,and shit cocked Because when I come to get ass I'll leave your whole block filled hot brass So punk,don't me pop my trunk you my amps and my Mossberg pump Because when I it most niggers run Fool stay and get hit by the ricochet
Suicide,it's a suicide,yeah (x8)
(verse four)
want to know about me and the...... We squashed that shit me and him about a year ago But there's a new rule starting on a record,see me bite Because in a daze,you saw a battle of
(sounds of gunfire)
I'm using gages and Ease back and give me no feedback Yo,"Ice out",yo,fuck that I'm hot,I'm putting in cots get knocked out,some just get shot Where did I get all the juice I Gotta posse full of with nothing to lose Some just got out,some never beat the cases 'cause their lawyer was clever I love'em all and they know that's So they won't blink while they a punk like you motherfucker Get on your knees,hands behind you Bow your heads,if you please I'll swing my axe,watch the fall your head roll off like volleyball So all you down with 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 like a bitch I play,you'll get hit by the ricochet
You'll get hit by the You'll get hit by the