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letra de suicide - 5150 mentally insane

[intro]
i know a lot of people just scanned through this tape like
“where the f-ck icp at?”
well, it’s not my f-ckin’ fault, man (it’s not our fault)
f-ckin’ faxed ’em, i called ’em, i f-ckin’- i f-ckin’-
i even went to the f-ckin’- (f-ckin’ studio)
their f-ckin’ office and left a f-ckin’ deposit, man (oh my god)
they f-ckin’ hoed me, man (why did they hoe us?)
as soon as they got their motherf-ckin’ [?] distributor deal
whatever, they just hoed me
i mean, it’s not my f-ckin’ fault (they hoed us)
i tried to get ’em on the track (wе tried)
and they f-ckin’ hoed mе (they hoed us, man)
so, i mean, i’m about to make they ass rap (f-ck it)
[?] (we gonna make they f-ckin’ ass rap)
my name’s shuge, baby, 5150, locc dogg [?]
let me tell y’all a little something about, boy (we wild as h-ll)
say something
[verse 1]
i go by the name of shuge [?]
it’s best to leave, b-tch, you can’t ho me
[?] straight from detroit
[?] yeah i’m loco and mad as h-ll
[?] business like russell
[?]
[?] this ain’t no lie
the punkest rapper you ever heard rockin’ the mic
[?] hustle
[?]
[?] break your neck
[?]
get her p-ssy wet, working up sweat
running up in hoes raw, from p-ssy, assh0l-, to her jaw
[?]
[?] hiv, don’t put it past me
[?] my friend’s got prescriptions, b-tch, i’m [?]
5150 for real, [?]
[?]
[?]
[?] dream
[?]
f-ck [?] motherf-ckers [?]
[?] i’m in this rap game trying to make a dollar [?]
i make it sh-t so everybody listening to this sh-t
f-ck you
[interlude]
matter of fact, next time you listen to this song
fast forward my part, b-tch (rot in h-ll)
i don’t give a f-ck ([?])

[chorus]
homicide, suicide, murder rhyme
homicide, suicide, murder rhyme
homicide, suicide, murder rhyme
homicide, suicide, murder rhyme
homicide, suicide, murder rhyme
homicide, suicide, murder rhyme
homicide, suicide, murder rhyme
homicide, suicide, murder rhyme

[verse 2: violent j, 5150]
i’m violent j but my homies call me sh-thead
but that’s my homies, to you i’m violent j b-tch
i put my boys on a track even though they suck
yo, we’re 5150, and we don’t give a f-ck
i did a record deal, i signed a contract
technically, for island i can only rap
well f-ck that, for fifth mile i’ma still spit
even though i got a cold and i sound like sh-t
-noise- what the f-ck was that?
f-ck it, leave it in, that sh-t is phat
you heard this beat eighty times, i’ma still freak it
and if you notice, my sh-t don’t even rhyme…
…look at that
i ain’t even got a rap and it’s still phat
my sh-t went gold, i got fat knots
and you’re still flyerin’ parking lots
[verse 3]
[?] puttin’ flyers in
these rappers just like a game, i’m just trying to win
sippin’ on a pint of hen, but i prefer fifth, [?]
stand far away from [?]
[?]
5150 mentally insane is what i bring to your brain
and when i’m through with this song, i’m going to go k!ll
again and again, f-ck you, man

[verse 4]
still the same in the motherf-ckin’ game (yup)
i’m mentally insane pos just the same (yup)
but i’m a crazy motherf-cker ready to blast your mama
i gets wicked as h-ll when i’m gone off that marijuana
[?] records
[?] out your tape like [?] checkers
the wise guys always coming up with schemes
but still they [?] hard, the schemes [?] (yup, yup)
so i asked my n-gga k-tadasi what’s your purpose (hey, what’s up, man)
[?] information that i hit the surface (okay)
he said you need mil to make mil
stay away from jail, so a n-gga copped some [?]
money coming in, and i’m [?] more and more (gimme something)
i drop the top rolling d’s through [?] (what up doe)
these [?] n-ggas ain’t hearing me (what up, man)
until i pull out the gauge and street sweep the industry
[?] what’s up

[chorus]
homicide, suicide, homicide
homicide, suicide, homicide
homicide, suicide, homicide
homicide, suicide, [?]
homicide, suicide, suicide
homicide, suicide, murder rhyme
[?] suicide
suicide, murder rhyme, [?]

[outro]
yo, yo
sh-t is [?]
[?]
where my ninjas at?
where my juggalos at?
yo, yo, where my ninjas at?
yo, where my juggalos at?
violent j
so you know i’m just f-ckin’ with you
this your boy shuge, you know what i’m saying?
but next time you say you gon’ rap on a song, rap, man
don’t ho me
you know we crazy, we don’t give a f-ck
you know what i’m saying?
sh-t, now you said next time, on our next thang
ep, album, or whatever, you gonna rap
so put it down, you know, we don’t give a

- 5150 mentally insane

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