The Notorious B.I.G. - Suicidal Thoughts (2005 Remaster)

[00:13.77] Hello, aw shit nigga, what the fuck time is it [00:24.43] Oh goddamn, nigga do you know what time it is [00:30.86] [00:33.18] Aw shit, what the fuck is going on [00:37.41] You alright, nigga what the fuck is wrong with you [00:43.64] When I die, fuck it, I wanna go to hell [00:45.72] Cause I'm a piece of shit, it ain't hard to fucking tell [00:48.51] It don't make sense, going to heaven with the goodie-goodies [00:51.56] Dressed in white, I like black Timbs and black hoodies [00:54.36] God'll prolly have me on some real strict shit [00:57.35] No sleeping all day, no getting my dick licked [00:59.81] Hanging with the goodie-goodies lounging in paradise [01:02.67] Fuck that shit, I wanna tote guns and shoot dice [01:05.82] (You talking some crazy shit now, nigga) [01:07.19] All my life I been considered as the worst [01:08.53] Lying to my mother, even stealing out her purse [01:11.12] Crime after crime, from drugs to extortion [01:13.97] I know my mother wished she got a fucking abortion [01:16.99] She don't even love me like she did when I was younger [01:19.90] (Get a hold of yourself nigga) [01:20.91] Sucking on her chest just to stop my fucking hunger [01:22.62] I wonder if I died, would tears come to her eyes [01:25.42] Forgive me for my disrespect, forgive me for my lies [01:28.20] My baby mother's eight months, her little sister's two [01:31.09] Who's to blame for both of them [01:32.46] (Naw nigga, not you) [01:33.76] I swear to God I want to just slit my wrists and end this bullshit [01:36.94] Throw the Magnum to my head, threaten to pull shit [01:39.91] (Nigga what the fuck) [01:40.87] And squeeze, until the bed's completely red [01:42.91] (It's too late for this shit man) [01:44.62] I'm glad I'm dead, a worthless fucking buddha head [01:46.34] The stress is building up, I can't [01:48.24] (Yo, I'm on my way over there man) [01:49.31] I can't believe suicide's on my fucking mind, I wanna leave [01:51.65] I swear to God I feel like death is fucking calling me [01:54.68] Naw you wouldn't understand [01:56.53] (Nigga talk to me please, man) [01:57.66] You see it's kinda like the crack did to Pookie, in New Jack [02:00.45] Except when I cross over, there ain't no coming back [02:03.49] (Yo, I'mma call you when I get in the car) [02:04.62] Should I die on the train track, like Ramo in Beat Street [02:06.46] People at the funeral fronting like they miss me [02:08.97] My baby momma kissed me but she glad I'm gone [02:11.55] (Put your girl on the phone, nigga) [02:12.56] She knew me and her sister had something going on [02:15.30] I reach my peak, I can't speak [02:17.77] (Yo, you listening to me motherfucker) [02:18.94] Call my nigga Chic, tell him that my will is weak [02:20.70] (Eyo c'mon nigga) [02:21.57] I'm sick of niggas lying, I'm sick of bitches hawkin' [02:23.25] Matter of fact, I'm sick of talking [02:26.02] (BANG) [02:30.00] Ayo Big, ayo Big [02:33.55] Heartbeat slowing [02:34.51] Please hang up, and try your call again [02:35.83]