1-800 Suicide

Suicide, it's a suicide

Biddy-bye-bye

Suicide, it's a suicide

Suicide, it's a suicide

Biddy-bye-bye

Suicide, it's a suicide

So you wanna die, commit suicide

Dial 1-800 Cyanide line

Far as life, yo it ain't worth it

Put a rope around your neck, and jerk it

The trick didn't work

Your life was fucked up from the first day of birth

After watching Jackie Geason walk into a precinct

Gun down the captain for no fuckin' reason

And get some L.S.D. or a drink from the bar

Get behind your wheel and crash the car

Like Desert Storm, got bombs for the war

Confront an alligator

Let it eat ya raw

Back to the function

Riding the caboose to Hell

Bzz, touched the third rail

You fucked up chicken

Now you just got fried

'Cause it's a suicide

Suicide, it's a suicide

Biddy-bye-bye

Suicide, it's a suicide

Suicide, it's a suicide

Biddy-bye-bye

Suicide, it's a suicide

Hey you little rich kid

What's your beef?

Come and tell the Grim Reaper all of your grief

You asked for a Benz and you only got a Jeep

Your pop's got ends but yo he's mad cheap

Maybe you're adopted child you think?

Mom and dad are white and you're dark as ink

Maybe you're Sicilian with a tan

But you hate lasagna and the pizza man

Now you stand on the grave digger plot and

You're singing the blues about the rough life you've got

Not, you don't wanna live no more

I guess you're really ready for the grave yard tour

When you get home just seal up your windows and you're doors

Turn your oven on high for about four hours

Light you a blunt

Kiss your ass goodbye

You gassed yourself

'Cause it's a suicide

Suicide, it's a suicide

Biddy-bye-bye

Suicide, it's a suicide

Suicide, it's a suicide

Biddy-bye-bye

Suicide, it's a suicide

Suicide, it's a suicide

Biddy-bye-bye

Suicide, it's a suicide

Suicide, it's a suicide

Biddy-bye-bye

Suicide, it's a suicide

Yep, I've said it before and I'll say it again

Life moves pretty fast

If you don't stop and look around every once in a while

You could miss it

Six fuckin' devils stepped up playing brave

God, had the fuckin' nerve to try and enter my grave yard

I'm the RZArector, be my sacrifice

Commit suicide and I'll bring you back to life

The first was convinced

Stuck a water hose in his mouth at full blast so his head can explode

Second one said, Hmm, that's good but I can top it

Put an axe up to his head and then he chopped it

Blood shot out in every direction

The rest didn't know what to do

I made suggestions

Put a slug in your mug, overdose on a drug

Wet your hand, stick a knife in the plug

Or be like Richard Pryor set your balls on fire

Better yet, go hang yourself with a barbed wire

Three and four fell deep into the spell and

Ran to the zoo, locked themselves in the lion's den

Number five said, it ain't worth being alive

Smoked a dust joint, mixed it with cyanide

The only one who escaped was number six

He went home, sat in the tub and slit his wrists

Yeah, more graves to dig, goodbye

There's no need to cry 'cause we all die