Vertaling: Herman van Veen. De Man Die Zelfmoord Wilde Plegen.
Vertaling: 14CMS. 50 Manieren Om Zelfmoord Te Plegen.
(Wyclef) This one goes for every girl holding they man down, And every man holding they girl down, yeah I'm on the Ducati, I can't even see the needle
I took my chances, but I did my dirt And my advice to any nigga if you crime, then you do the works It's givin' up and step the fuck back 'cuz in this
There's a little animal, way up in the air My nose and tongue are roving, but maybe it's not there There's a little man now, in the middle of the earth
[Intro: Redman (Blam)] Gilla, yeah! Man, fuck that, nigga! (Yeah, yeah, yeah!) Yes, sir! Gilla House! You already know the business, nigga! Gilla House
Right now, well, it's finally time to face my fears Gonna get the hell out of here And create a fresher atmosphere But the consequence is clear There
"This is a piece that I wrote, when I was on some Low down, down low feelin' depressed shit You know what I'm sayin' It contains three suicide letters
I tried to commit suicide I had a gun in my mouth, and a tear in my eye Where's my mothafuccin' daughter at Thinkin' about the next place I can slaughter
Now tell me people They don't come around here no more The time is right So you're gonna go down with me Now where you going boy? And I don't know is
Standing in the bathroom with a gun in my hand Pulling on the trigger just as fast as I can I can hear her scream as she reaches for the lover beside
Sick of people, no ones real Sick of chicks, they're all bitches Sick of you, you're too hip Sick of life, it sucks Suicide's an alternative Sick of
I've been stumblin' through my years All I had was sweat and tears When I thought I had it made I was always much too late And throughout my whole life
what's happening, she's not there just silence, the writing's on the wall this is not another sad story this is just another heart in tears this is not
Verse 1 It started off as a simple lie now it feels like the end of time oh i wish i could start from the beginning i demanded honesty then like a man
In front of my eyes, blinded by tears I feel that time is passing by Under lights that hurt my body Hurt my soul and end my life Covered by flowers,
Utopia lost in chaos As the sky turns black Suicidal legacy There is no turning back, no turning back Retribution answers cold Moving in for the kill