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brotha lynch hung - suicide note lyrics

hey, yeah
come here, wussup
let me tell you something, humm?
do me this favor, what favor?
i want you to take care of my kids for me
i’ll be right back, why you doing this?
when they ask you about me
just tell them he didn’t give a f-ck about sh-t
that’s what i want them to know
cuz that’s what they think anyways, alright
will you be my voice? okay
will you be my feelings?
finally let them know

[verse 1]
you tell me this
how do you tell your kids that you addicted to drugs
and that your love ain’t nothing to spark with to a dub
and even though it’s just weed it got me spending up g’s
buying up keys and smoking my weed amongst thieves
i rather jack off then f-ck b-tches
i’ll make it crack off
i hit switches
use to get crack off quick
do the snitches
i use to bang up the block
the homie cooked up the rock
while i use to look up the block
for the po po’s
i know my do knows
and my don’t knows
moved out the deuce fo to do rap shows
and lost a couple of homies (f-ck)
big zo he still with me
he a og
29th street crip
that n-gg- know me
you know e it goes deep
q-ball resting in peace
spent years trying to fight the tears
and i got new problems resting in me
still crying over joyce memories
still wish sicx and x was out wit me
so here’s my suicide note (come on)

take care of my kids
cuz i ain’t coming back for years
here’s my suicide note
my life is a joke
baby please read the letter i wrote
here’s my suicide note
hold back the tears i’ll be back in a couple of years
here’s my suicide note
cuz my life is a joke
so please homie read the letter i wrote

- brotha lynch hung lyrics

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