Suicide

The world keeps spinnin' with or without me And I know, that's hard to believe And now I'm in a box with nothin' around me 'Cuz I found a girl that'll get on her knees at ease And all the while I'm knowin' that my homies have clowned me 'Cuz I *** her and didn't have a *** on me It seems I had to find out the hard way That the girl that I found in the ground, she had HIV Now she next to me like Suicide Suicide Suicide 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 million ways To leave this whole wide world so cold Stuck on my *** I been drinkin' for days And I got the nerve to put that Bonneville on the road, no Got that thang on me and a couple *** A bag of *** and a pound of that *** But I guess I had to find out the hard way 'Cuz I done came to the end of the road And now I'm in the mirror like Suicide Suicide Suicide