suicide - rome streetz & big ghost ltd lyrics
[intro: rome streetz]
suicide, it’s a suicide, buda bye bye
suicide, it’s a suicide
ayo
[verse 1: rome streetz]
pound for pound, they arms too short to box the garden weak (uh*huh)
i pile boxes, six feet deep, all of the marks in your squad (uh*huh)
still charm your broad, and have her wylin’, like it’s mardi gras (yeah)
the don with all armani on, keep a fire on (fire, fire)
this the dope they all fiend in the trial, go and tie your arm
they bought that weak sh*t from that guy, but i supply the bomb
see, the truth inside a liar’s eye, know when the vibe is wrong
reside in a condo know, but i started out the vagabond (uh*huh)
met thе connect through a high school friend, then pluggеd up (i did)
in between, all i ever dreamed of in a drug bust
k!llin’ sh*t severely, you would swear he had a bloodl*st
keep them snakes nowhere near me, rarely do i trust hugs (nah)
handshakes , smiles and phony gestures for a hundred grams
i charge him three*thou’, we took the product out the chest
to f*ck it up, i get you touched, like a molester, you’re all lesser
brick lesnar, got this sh*t lit off a double*up tester (uh*huh)
and multiply, most you guys would fry under pressure (n*ggas won)
and die a slow murder i scribed, you n*ggas jobs
small like a rock*out, a two for vibes, six*million ways to die
you decide, let somethin’ hot fly through your side (bah, bah)
[chorus: rome streetz]
suicide (it’s a suicide), push you inside (get out of here)
real big difference between you and i
we on opposite sides of the spectrum, like truth and lies
do or die, the tools what i had to utilize
suicide (it’s a suicide), push you inside (get out of here, n*gga)
real big difference between you and i
we on opposite sides of the spectrum, like truth and lies
do or die, the tools what i had to utilize
[verse 2: conway the machine]
ayo, bro don’t go nowhere without his pole (he got it on him)
it’s in the car, even when he at parole (that n*gga buggin’, man)
you know the vibes, where i’m from, the streets is cold (you know what’s up, p*ssy)
junkies shootin’, h*town in the toes (hahaha)
my b*tch, i work, i’m gettin’ busy on the stove (whip, whip)
one half and two quarters, that’s a whole (uh*huh, uh*huh)
see me ridin’ through the trenches and the roads (you see me ridin’, right?)
the homie with me, he gon’ wipe the n*gga nose (brr)
ayo, i’m still in my prime, like deon the coach
machine, b*tch, i’m beyond reproach, i’m beyond the ghost (hahaha)
put d*ck in that b*tch mouth, be on the throat (ah)
ivy on the rope (ah), like, why the diamond choker?
i’ll be honest, i don’t know why i spoke (woo)
even goof was like, “why do you even bother with these rappers?”
even mori know that you these n*ggas fathers (hahaha)
they know i’m the truth, with all this spooky sh*t i offer
got some goons with me that hop out and boom at n*ggas chargers
n*ggas get out of pocket, i’m clappin’ you (huh?)
so let’s just keep it wrapped
but you don’t wanna do that, ’cause you know i’m outrappin’ you (facts)
and let’s not even bring up the discussion of capital (come on, man)
you bum*ass n*ggas never touch back to this magnitude (i’m gettin’ money, n*gga)
y’all should be showin’ me gratitude (huh?)
i kicked that door down, they ain’t close it, i left a crack for you (talk to ’em)
n*ggas threw shots at me, i didn’t feel no pressure
two n*ggas ‘posed to had did it, they k!lled both (ha)
even the ‘net n*ggas be fake rope, and real broke
it’s wrong, machine, ghost, motherf*cker (boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, n*gga)
[chorus: rome streetz]
suicide (it’s a suicide), push you inside (get out of here)
real big difference between you and i
we on opposite sides of the spectrum, like truth and lies
do or die, the tools what i had to utilize
suicide (it’s a suicide), push you inside (get out of here, n*gga)
real big difference between you and i
we on opposite sides of the spectrum, like truth and lies
do or die, the tools what i had to utilize
[segue]
suicide, it’s a suicide, buda bye bye
suicide, it’s a suicide, buda bye bye
they should save new york city right about now
[outro: lukey cage]
peace, the good, the bad, the terrible
disappear, you already know, you know what i’m sayin’, like?
boom, street fighter
some n*ggas, all they use is kin and [?]
kinda like nba and football, nfl sh*t
all n*ggas know is lebron
don’t matter what team, what’s your team? lebron
whatever team lebron on, boom, whatever
what team gonna win? warriors, the patriots, whatever
f*ck that, whatever, all n*ggas use is ken and ryu
they don’t even know about [?], [?]
you know what i’m sayin’?
they don’t—, e honda, chun*li, they don’t even know
no, no, [?] sh*t, all n*ggas use is eddy gordo, what the f*ck?
type of n*ggas’ll go to a five r—, five star restaurant
and order chicken fingers, f*ck wrong with you, n*gga?
the f*ck is wrong with you, you know what i’m sayin’?
but once you go outside of the norm
you realize, you can do a lot more, but some n*ggas
they don’t even expand their horizons past that sh*t
you know what i’m sayin’?
like, you could hop off the fence with vega and sh*t
you could do a lot of sh*t, know what i’m sayin’?
it’s like hip*hop
some n*ggas only know nba youngboy
and f*ckin’ drake and all that sh*t, man
but once you get down here
and find the good sh*t and utilize it, you’ll be a lot better
f*ck ken and ryu and eddie gordo
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