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Alyssa Bernal - ?Suicide/Homicide? lyrics
(talking)
 now what the fuck is homicide
 by the time i pretend that shits really suicide
 muthafuckers waiting to get shot in the corners, yoour rival territory
 and when you get done yeah everybody's sad muthafucker you know
 what you had coming so peep this muthafuckers 
 now let this enemy break this melody
 said to get crazy bitch you can't faze me
 want to come close you're a ghost like swayze
 you wanna get cautious leave that ass nauseous
 lord remember enemiez falling
 homicide now suicide's calling
 back from the pits now guess who's here
 loced little one the fool you fear 
 full of that sickness digging up bitches
 kick with witches screaming three 6-6-6
 bitch in the making faking rattling snake
 and you want to get taking
 out for the ride of your life then die
 victim found dead why nobody knows suicide, nobody cares homicide
 (chorus)2x:
 now this could have been what suicide or maybe this could have been homicide
 nobody knows suicide, now nobody cares homicide
 2nd verse:
 spirits release like a parole
 never been holy fool you don't know me
 slowly caught him off thinking have I been drinking
 what the fuck is this man thinking
 well death, i think it's hypnosis you in a coffin full of dead rosesAlyssa Bernal - ?Suicide/Homicide? - http://motolyrics.com/alyssa-bernal/suicide-homicide-lyrics.html
 now wasn't that thought full of me 
 what it should be you bitch it really could be me
 come and dismiss you death want to kiss you'
 fuck that tissue bitch I won't miss you
 never been affected learn to accept it 
 can't resurrect it fucking neglected
 what your memory say you remember me
 fuck that bury me fuck what said to me
 cause your all guilty and your all filthy
 and i don't want ya, see you when I haunt ya 
(chorus)2x
 3rd verse:
 now before i say farewell let the men tell ya
 fool your a failure who's gonna save ya
 no one thats who this coming at you
 stiff like a statue how I'm looking at you
 little one told ya the world's full of cobras
 see tem real soldiers look over their shoulders
 now suppose you fools outside and you know the voice is back
 and you know that you got tracked
 now what would you you want to be done
 It's a step to the boys and your ass was through
 well you did and that's suicide
 and you took your own life with homicide
 so watch who you trust or who you might fuck with
 fuck with the wrong one, your in for a long one
 so fuck that boulevard red rum
 bitch muthafucker you might be a dead one










