Frukwan - 1-800-Suicide

Song Rating: 8.56/10

Song lyrics:

[Hook: KRS-One] (x2)
Suicide its a suicide, biddy bye bye
Suicide its a suicide

[Verse 1: Frukwan/Gatekeeper]
So you wanna die, commit suicide
Dial 1-800-Cyanide line
Far as life, yo it aint worth it
Put a rope around your neck and jerk it
The trick didnt work
Your life was f**ed up from the first day of birth
After watching Jackie Gleason walk into a precinct
Gun down the captain for no f**ing reason
And get some LSD or a drink from the bar
Get behind your wheel and crash the car
Like Desert Storm, got bombs for the war
Confront an alligator, let it eat ya raw
Back to the function, riding the caboose to hell
BZZZZZT touched the third rail
You f**ed up chicken, now you just got fried
Cause its a suicide


[Verse 2: Too Poetic/Grym Reaper]
Hey you little rich kid, whats your beef?
Come and tell the Grym Reaper all of your grief
You asked for a Benz and you only got a Jeep
Your pops got ends, but yo hes mad cheap
Maybe youre a bastard child you think
Mom and dad are white and youre dark as ink
Maybe youre Sicilian with a tan
But you hate lasagna and the pizza man
Now you stand on the grave digga plot and
Youre singing the blues about the rough life youve got
(Not!) You dont wanna live no more

I guess youre really ready for the grave yard tour
When you get home, just seal up your windows and you doors
Turn your oven on high for about four hours
Light you a blunt, kiss your a** goodbye
You ga**ed yourself, cause its a suicide


[Interlude: Scott (the Moleman) Harding]
Yep, Ive said it before and Ill say it again
Life moves pretty fast
If you dont stop and look around every once in a while
You could miss it

[Verse 3: RZA/RZArector]
Six f**ing devils stepped up playing brave, God
Had the f**ing nerve to try and enter my grave yard
Im the Rzarector, be my sacrifice
Commit suicide and Ill bring you back to life
The first was convinced
Stuck a water hose in his mouth at full blast so his head can explode
Second one said, Hmmmm, thats good but I can top it!
Put an ax up to his head and then he chopped it
Blood shot out in every direction
The rest didnt know what to do, I made suggestions
Put a slug in your mug; overdose on a drug
Wet your hand, stick a knife in the plug
Or be like Richard Pryor set your balls on fire
Better yet, go hang yourself with a barbed wire
Three and Four fell deep into the spell and
Ran to the zoo, locked themselves in the lions den
Number Five said, It aint worth being alive!
Smoked a dust joint, mixed it with cyanide
The only one who escaped was number six
He went home, sat in the tub, and slit his wrists
Yeah, more graves to dig. Goodbye
Theres no need to cry...cause we all die

Date of text publication: 16.01.2021 at 12:14