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Genre
Charts
Peak #534
Peak in subgenre #302
Author
M.C. SKITTLEZ
Uploaded
January 07, 2010
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MP3 3.6 MB • 128 kbps • 3:55
Story behind the song
Stories of people I know who committed suicide
Lyrics
SUICIDE STORIES
(Verse 1)
I remember when I was a little fool
When I was in 6th grade a year before middle school
I had this teacher for science, I thought that she be the nicest
She always helped me never failed me she was there for my guidance
Her name was Miss Woodard she had plethora of erudition
Whenever I had her class I would always prepared to listen
Never missing what she saying and telling instantly
She was the brightest and wisest teacher I had in elementary
A couple months ago I heard some people speaking
About how a teacher teaching killed herself during the evening
They said the truth came out that she blew her brains out
Then I rapidly was asking what exactly did happened
They said she had a gun that was loaded with a bullet
With her finger on the trigger brain exploded when she pulled it
Then I asked who it was they said it was Miss. Woodard
I was totally shocked freaking out and I just stood there
(Verse 2)
I remember when growing up playing sports
I thought I was the best I thought was a major force
But there was this kid named David he was everybodys favorite
Started over me in basketball and I would really hate it
There was no stopping this fool he was the jock of the school
All the girls really liked him because they thought he was cool
But he parted with some thugs and he started doing drugs
He tried to keep on balling but he was hardly what he was
Then one day in high school he left lunch to go home
He was all on his own no one knows if he was stoned
Why did he do it? Yeah the reason is still unknown
But he text a final message for his girl on his phone
He went in the garage so he could go and hang himself
No one ever knew about this so no one came for help
His dad lost his wife and to make it more tough
Thats what he saw lifting the garage door up
(Verse 3)
I know life can be so hard and be dramatic
Everyday that we enduring when we going through the havoc
When you seeing people everyday and dying its a tragic
Plus you feeling all the stress clinging to you like a magnet
You just want it to go away but you know its going to stay
Till the days you getting old when you hair be growing grey
You feeling all the pressure it feels like its there forever
With all the complications that we facing to go endeavor
But cant be living wreck less and you cant be pessimistic
You got to think the alternatives so you living positive
Dont think about society cuz that just brings anxiety
You got to think about the good stuff in your life thats a reality
You got to think about your friends and ones that you be loving
Like your family that be there for you like your aunts and your cousins
You dont want to go neglect them or ever go disrespect them
By killing yourself cuz its more then you that you are just affecting
