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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Todd J Bradley Jr.
Todd J Bradley Jr.
Songwriter
George D Taiwah Jr.
George D Taiwah Jr.
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Lil Jitta
Lil Jitta
Producer

Lyrics

Uh you froggy jump Kermit, suicide commit
It's going down comet, you didn't commit
And realize cheaters never prosper
But I cheated death so many times
The psychologist might tell me keep health in mind
Depression got this section in my head leave me stressing
Information not collected cuz' the devil leaves my line busy
And over dose on sizzy got my head dizzy
Dizzy, dizzy, dizzy, dizzy, dizzy, yeah
Suicide demeanor (the meaning), suicidal believer (uh huh)
Suicide on my mind I'm like yo where's the preacher (preacher)
Heavily father remember the artist when he becomes a martyr
Label me the crazy g that took it to the farthest
Kee kee kee kee kee kee kee keep ya head up I heard that from apocalypse
Help me help you the type of shit they contradict
Thinking they won't take shit int hand picked
Full of decisions and didn't play my cards right
You can't see eye to eye to those who out of site
So I keep my head down to hell I'm watching where I'm going
I was baptized you prolly didn't think I put a toe in
Where my guardian angel the halo's never glowing
Suicide the demeanor (the meaning), suicidal believer (uh huh)
Suicide on my mind I'm like yo where's the preacher (preacher)
Heavily father remember the artist when he becomes a martyr
Label me the crazy g that took it to the farthest
Fast forward my ass to judgement day I guess I never chose his way
I was swerving on the highway turned up to turn down at the funeral
I know my moms don't wanna see my face in that place
As my heart pace at a high rate contemplating all I need is a new slate
Ima roll my last blunt for a twist of fate
Fuck one direction but no plot twist
I got this grenade and ima hold it in my fist tick boom
Suicide the demeanor (the meaning), suicidal believer (uh huh)
Suicide on my mind I'm like yo where's the preacher (preacher)
Heavily father remember the artist when he becomes a martyr
Label me the crazy g that took it to the farthest
Heaven's site got me seeing through hell's vision
Eating Devil pie laid back in Hell's Kitchen
Angel food cake the angels always fooled me
Thought angels were the angles removing chains off my ankles but
The visible chain still remain here which means
The pinnacle of pain still remains here
Relying on a thousand pages is like riding round a thousand places
Without navigation I'm running out of patience
Written by: George D Taiwah Jr., Todd J Bradley Jr.
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