[Verse 1] This is how it's going down Mechanic Motown So sleazy It ain't easy being cheesy Used to be my boo-boo Now ya just doo-doo Milky brown like a Yoo-Hoo Once upon a time did a crime in America With the 17-shot Glock Austria Plus crush burn a hole in my new fashion Blaze it pedal to the metal mashin' Down 7 M-I-L-E, helly Picked up another b**h straight to the telly b**h booty bu*ter soft like a Pelle Plus hush crush sticky green of the smelly Straight bombin on n***as like an Israeli Rarely playin this game of life fairly Merrily merrily life is but a dream In my nightmare my boat rows down a bloody stream Infrared beams follow me wherever I go At night close my eyes, total dark as The Crow Triple 6 got me wishing I was Heaven sent The East Side is hell, ho That's where I represent Bloody money got my life unfolding sh**'s startin' n***as go crazy like Martin I'm out my mind in this b**h on the daily For the dogs looking at me foaming at the mouth with rabies I got a message for the thugs Get plugged Get your grave dug Get your bloody body drug You know my title is: Suicidalist With the chrome in my fist I don't miss It's the E to the S to the H-A-M And I heard you tell somebody you was hatin' him But the simple fact is you can't relate to them n***a's cash come quicker than an ATM Way too grim b**h get smacked with the TEC-9 When I holla out real life, best respect mine Crime is life, and life is crime But what would life be without a Reel Life rhyme n***as Ahead of Time And Space Can't be erased Or replaced With more sh** to face Dead body after dead body Case after case Still keep the toolie tucked down in my waist For the radio disc jock I might pop 17 in ya body til ya fall off the charts Cause the trigger gots no heart King of hearts King of hearts (Violin playing)