Suicyde Lyrics - Singles - Da Assassin

(Verse 1) 

Somebody help me, I'm thinkin I can't cope 

Early in the mornin, looked in the mirror and seen myself hangin from a rope 

And it got me in a fucked up state of mind 

I'm havin thoughts of blowin my brains out from time to time 

I often feel like I'm livin on the run 

And I'm straight nervous, paranoid, so I'm sleepin with a gun 

I close my eyes and I can hear them bitches screamin 

I'm wide awake and yet it feels like I am dreamin 

What would I do, I think I need a head Shrink 

Every time a killin is done, I write it down in blood not ink 

I always wanna take my own life, put a bullet in my dome 

Maybe that will make me feel right 

(Chorus) 

Instead of homicide I feel like suicide 

Somebody help me 

Instead of homicide I feel like suicide 

Instead of homicide I feel like suicide 

Somebody help me (Somebody help me) 

(Verse 2) 

I'm paranoid as fuck, I'm havin nightmares cause of what I've done 

I killed this fool for no muthafuckin reason 

Was there a motive behind it? 

Not that I know of, all I can say is that muthafucka reminded 

Me of this trick I had a big funk with 

So I snuck up on that mark and let the muthafuckin hatchet kick 

Head smash, peeled his muthafuckin cap back 

And later on that night I'm askin myself, why did I do that? 

I should have knew that nukka wasn't him 

With no remorse I smoke a blunt and kill a fifth of that Faygo, then 

Went to sleep, now I'm seein this nukka in my dreams 

Wish I was dead, on in the head 

Somebody help me 

(Chorus) 

(Verse 3) 

Now I'm paranoid, body shiverin, got me wakin up in a cold sweat 

I grab my hatchet, put it to my dome, wonderin if I should just die yet 

These voices in my head keep tellin me to swing it 

And to my own muthafuckin brain it's like I'm goin insane 

Feel like I'm looney, a nukka be gettin psychotic thoughts 

I'd rather be takin a quick way out than gettin caught by the law 

Then spend the rest of my life locked in a cell 

So what the fuck am I do to get up outta this shit 

Swing the hatchet, and let it go split(phlept) 

(Chorus)