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	Version 2 of The Notorious B.I.G. Lyrics Suicidal Thoughts (http://www.mp3lyrics.org/n/notorious-big/suicidal-thoughts/v...) Version 2 of the lyrics						Version 1 of The Notorious B.I.G. Lyrics Suicidal Thoughts (http://www.mp3lyrics.org/n/notorious-big/suicidal-thoughts/v...) Version 1 of the lyrics
1	[RING, RING]						(feat. Bob Marley)	1
2	(Hello? Aw shit, nigga. What the fuck time is it, man?						[Chorus: Bob Marley - sample from "Johnny Was"]	2
3	Oh god damn. Nigga do you know what time it is?						Woman hold her head and cry	3
4	Aw shit, what                            the fuck's goin' on? You alright?						Cause her son had been shot down in the street and died	4
1	Aw, nigga what the fuck is wrong wit you?)							1
5	When I die, fuck it I wanna go to hell						Woman hold her head and cry	5
1							Cause her son had been shot down in the street and died	1
2								2
3							[Verse 1: Notorious B.I.G.]	3
4							When I die, fuck it I wanna go to (hell)	4
	Cause I'm a piece of shit, it ain't hard to fuckin' tell						Cause I'm a piece of shit, it ain't hard to fuckin' tell
6	It don't make sense, goin' to heaven wit the goodie-goodies						It don't make sense, goin' to heaven wit' the goodie-goodies	6
	Dressed in white, I like black Tims and black hoodies						Dressed in white, I like black Tims and black hoodies
	God will probably have me on some real strict shit						God will probably have me on some real strict shit
	No sleepin' all day, no gettin my dick licked						No sleepin' all day, no gettin my dick licked
	Hangin' with the goodie-goodies loungin' in paradise						Hangin' with the goodie-goodies loungin' in paradise
	Fuck that shit, I wanna tote guns and shoot dice						Fuck that shit, I wanna tote guns and shoot dice
	All my life I been considered as the worst						All my life I been considered as the worst
	Lyin' to my mother, even stealin' out her purse						Lyin' to my mother, even stealin' out her purse
	Crime after crime, from drugs to extortion						Crime after crime, from drugs to extortion
	I know my mother wished she got a fuckin' abortion						I know my mother wished she got a fuckin' abortion
2	She don't even love me like she did when I was younger							2
7	Suckin' on her chest just to stop my fuckin' hunger						[Chorus: Bob Marley]	7
8	I wonder if I died, would tears come to her eyes?						Woman hold                                       her head and cry	8
9	Forgive me for my disrespect, forgive me for my lies						Cause her son had been shot down in the street and died	9
3	My babies' mothers 8 months, her little sister's 2							3
10	Who's to blame for both of them (naw nigga, not you)						[Verse 2: Notorious B.I.G.]	10
11	I swear to God I just want to slit my wrists and end this bullshit						I swear to God I just want to (slit) my	11
5							wrists and end this bullshit	5
	Throw the Magnum to my head, threaten to pull shit						Throw the Magnum to my head, threaten to pull shit
	And squeeze, until the bed's, completely red						And squeeze, until the bed's, completely red
12	I'm glad I'm dead, a worthless fuckin' buddah head						I'm glad I'm (dead), a worthless fuckin' buddah head	12
	The stress is buildin' up, I can't,						The stress is buildin' up, I can't,
13	I can't believe suicide's on my fuckin' mind						I can't believe (suicide's) on my fuckin' mind	13
	I want to leave, I swear to God I feel						I want to leave, I swear to God I feel
	like death is fuckin' callin' me						like death is fuckin' callin' me
14	Naw you wouldn't understand (nigga, talk to me please)						Naw you wouldn't understand	14
	You see its kinda like the crack did to Pookie, in New Jack						You see its kinda like the crack did to Pookie, in New Jack
	Except when I cross over, there ain't no comin' back						Except when I cross over, there ain't no comin' back
	Should I die on the train track, like Remo in Beatstreet						Should I die on the train track, like Remo in Beatstreet
	People at the funeral frontin' like they miss me						People at the funeral frontin' like they miss me
	My baby momma kissed me but she glad I'm gone						My baby momma kissed me but she glad I'm gone
15	She knew me and her sista had somethin' goin' on						She knew me and her sister had somethin' goin' on	15
6							I wonder if I died, would tears come to her eyes?	6
7							Forgive me for my disrespect, forgive me for my lies	7
8								8
9							[Chorus: Bob Marley]	9
10							Woman hold her head and cry	10
11							Cause her son had been shot down in the street and died	11
12								12
13							[Verse 3: Notorious B.I.G.]	13
	I reach my peak, I can't speak,						I reach my peak, I can't speak,
16	call my nigga Chic, tell him that my will is weak.						call my nigga Chic, tell him that my will is weak	16
17	I'm sick of niggas lyin', I'm sick of bitches hawkin',						I'm sick of niggaz lyin', I'm sick of bitches hawkin'	17
18	matter of fact, I'm sick of talkin'.						Matter of fact, I'm sick of talkin' [echoes]	18
4	[BANG]							4
5	(hey yo big...hey yo big)							5

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