[L.E.G.A.C.Y - Intro]Suicide, it's a suicide, uhSuicide, it's a suicide, uhSuicide, it's the suicideIf I...put a Gillette to my wristIf I, kill myself, who would really give a shit? - NOT ONEI should kill myself with Pac's gun That would mean somethin' {*two gunshots*}That'll mean sum'hinI'm done with this life, slice 'til I'm done with this lifeA bloody mess on my wrist 'til I'm done with deathThe Grim Reaper, at the front door, I greet yaHey, how ya doin? Wit a blade so soothinCut the varicose, me nd my family never closeThat gives me more reason, just look at me bleedinThere's red everywhere, pieces of L.E.G. everywhereThe puzzles scattered, can't be put back togetherFUCK YOU, BASTARDS! This'll show you I'm cleverStart a trend of suicides like the movie HeathersTell Tracey I'm sorry, tell the baby I'm sorryJust couldn't keep up with all these people tryna keep us[Chorus]Nah...'cause I don't have to stay hereUh...You can't keep me 'cause I don't have to stay hereNah...'cause I don't have to stay hereUh...You can't keep me 'cause I don't have to stay hereHere's to whom it may concern, in hell I'ma burnRemember that song, by B.I.G.?Suicidal Thoughts Ready to D-I-EYou know that one part when he was like I'm sick of talkin!Well right now, shit I'm sick of talkinWait, you still there? 'Cause I hung up yet(Hey, you still there?) 'Cause the noose ain't strung up yetHang myself, like my video or somethinCobain myself, got out wit a shotgun bustinMilwaukee Buckshots, L.E.G. blew his fuckin topIt was the headline, what was goin through L.E.G.'s mind?Possessed by the evil, and now what about his peopleGrow tired of stress, the pressure, tired of debtSo self-execution was the only solutionIt's over, thoughts devily the stressin meIt's over, 'cause L.E.G.A.C.Y killed L.E.G.A.C.Y