Oh man (This for you, G Money!) Oh man, you guys are done, Juelz Santana, you might as well just load up ya own gun, and just do it (Yeah!)

[Hook: x2]
Commit that, commit that
Cock ya shit back and commit that
Suicide...yes suicide, take a forty-five and bang kill yourself!

[Verse 1:]
I'm so spectacular yo (yeah), they keep stealing my shit
I'm about to put a low jack on my flow (whoa)
You dudes is just worthless, you need to be removed from the surface
You need to feel a rouge, it hurts, bitch
N***as' half play and half gay (No homo)
You need to be cremated and yo ashes, placed in a ash tray
You dumb and you stupid, and you becomin' a nuisance
Please homie, squeeze homie, get a gun and just do it
Kill yourself
Go ahead jump in the river, it's yo pick, whichever makes you comfortable, n***a
See? You don't deserved to be drag over a lake, me? I rather watch you put a bag over yo face and kill yourself
If you too scared to pop off the led, tell your man to go to roof and drop a rock on ya head (yeah)
And they'll announce you gone, they'll pronounce you gone
And you die with yo clown suit on so kill yourself

[Hook x2]

[Verse 2:]
Step 1; load It up, step two; hold it up
Step 3; let's see O.K. now, kill yourself!
Oh you don't even need to steal, just eat a meal, and swallow bottles of sleepin’ pills
You could even get deep if you thug, run the water, take a bath and fall asleep in the tub
If you come close an obstacle, run, go, and cop a few
Then shoot up a much dope as possible
Kill yourself (yeah!) N***a, roll down the steps with a rope round your neck and don’t stop till you choke out to death (shit!)
And if you failed that test money, then drive your car into the wall like a crash test dummy and kill yourself
Cause I'm all back in the game, bringin' more crack to the game so all faggots in lane's should kill yourself!
Make sure the gun's loaded, you liar, hold it up higher
Cock it back and open up fire!
[Hook x2]