SUICIDE
Scarface Lyrics


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I took my chances, but I did my dirt
And my adivce to any nigga if you crime, then you do the works
Its givin up and step the fuck back
'Cause in this game you can fame
You gotta start dumpin these niggas off your nut-sack
I'm just a nigga out the hood tryna have thangs
When I got up on my feet and screamed the brand change
And your excuse was that the money did came
My excuse was that you was to blame
Simple, got to show my homies love tho
I just don't fuck around with niggas that I don't know
And you can take that how you want to take it
I'm from these motherfuckin' streets,
and the same rules apply in this game
you never break it
With my motherfucking luck, fallin over the craps
And you niggas who want to try to attack
We steady dyin over dumb shit, And me I'm steady losin my sleep
'Cause niggas ain't familiar with the rules of the street, and its a

[Chorus]
Suicide, its a Suicide
Suicide, its a Suicide
Its a, Suicide, its a Suicide
Suicide, its a Suicide

To my niggas on the street cryin' then (watch them haters)
If I'm sittin on the side-line (get your paper)
Too many niggas complaining pointin fingers at the problem
that's why I hate my baby momma
I'm just a nigga from the very bottom
skippin' classes, throwin 8-balls into white powder
tryna get it, while the motherfuckers gettin' good
wit possibilities of gettin out my neighborhood
don't get me wrong, I had them dreams too
But the only thing you do, is get your cream too
Get your motherfucking cream fool
Niggas ain't know about the Ange and the Alicks
First you get in, then you get out, you stuck in this game

[Chorus: x3]

Now when its over don't nobody cry
Just enjoy while you live life, 'cause everybody got to die
When you see me i'll be hella high, beatin corners wit my top down
Checkin' out the chasers in the sky, Shootin paper clips at Jupiter
The more I lie, its like I'm gettin stupider and stupider
Tryna make the best, out of a fucked up desicion
I'm just a nigga with a vision, which is to get up, get out
Gettin' my props, tryna stay away from these bitches that jock dick
And move enough to move on, gotta stay true to it
that's just the way you gotta do it
And these niggas here is really, dazed and don't give a fuck when you for real
And you like it rough, nigga what, the fuck
Know what I'm sayin is real, now back the fuck up for you get killed
'Cause its a,





[Chorus: x3]

Overall Meaning

In Scarface's song "Suicide," the rapper reflects on his experiences in the streets and offers advice to anyone involved in criminal activity. He acknowledges that he has done his dirt and warns others that in the game of crime, you have to do the work and never give up. Scarface emphasizes the importance of loyalty to one's homies, but also acknowledges that he doesn't mess with people he doesn't know. He also reflects on the senseless violence and loss of life that can come with living in the streets, and realizes that not everyone knows the rules of the game. The chorus of the song, "Suicide," is a powerful metaphor for the self-destructive nature of street life, and the consequences that come with it.


The song's lyrics offer a stark and uncompromising perspective on street life, and reflect the realities of many young men growing up in disadvantaged communities. Scarface's lyrics are raw and heartfelt, and his delivery is intense, reflecting the urgency and desperation inherent in the story he is telling. The theme of "Suicide" is one of self-destruction, but it is also a call to action. Scarface wants his listeners to learn from his experiences, and to choose a better path for themselves.


Line by Line Meaning

I took my chances, but I did my dirt
I took risks and engaged in illegal activities


And my adivce to any nigga if you crime, then you do the works
If you engage in criminal activities, you must do the work yourself.


Its givin up and step the fuck back
Giving up and stepping back.


'Cause in this game you can fame
In this game, you can become famous.


You gotta start dumpin these niggas off your nut-sack
You must cut off people who are weighing you down.


I'm just a nigga out the hood tryna have thangs
I'm just a regular guy from the ghetto trying to make a living.


When I got up on my feet and screamed the brand change
When I got on my feet, I changed my brand.


And your excuse was that the money did came
Your excuse was that you had money.


My excuse was that you was to blame
My excuse was that you were at fault.


Simple, got to show my homies love tho
It is important to show love to your friends.


I just don't fuck around with niggas that I don't know
I don't associate with strangers.


And you can take that how you want to take it
You can interpret that however you want.


I'm from these motherfuckin' streets, and the same rules apply in this game you never break it
I come from the streets, and the rules of the game still apply.


With my motherfucking luck, fallin over the craps
I have bad luck when it comes to gambling.


And you niggas who want to try to attack
Those of you who want to attack.


We steady dyin over dumb shit, And me I'm steady losin my sleep
We keep dying over trivial things, and I am losing sleep over it.


'Cause niggas ain't familiar with the rules of the street, and its a
Because people are unaware of the street rules, and it is problematic.


Suicide, its a Suicide
It is like committing suicide.


Suicide, its a Suicide
It is like committing suicide.


Its a, Suicide, its a Suicide
It is like committing suicide.


Suicide, its a Suicide
It is like committing suicide.


To my niggas on the street cryin' then (watch them haters)
To my friends on the street, if someone is giving you trouble, be careful.


If I'm sittin on the side-line (get your paper)
If I'm watching from the sidelines, make sure you're making money.


Too many niggas complaining pointin fingers at the problem that's why I hate my baby momma
Too many people are blaming others for their problems, which is why I don't like my baby mama.


I'm just a nigga from the very bottom skippin' classes, throwin 8-balls into white powder
I am from the bottom, skipping classes and making drugs.


tryna get it, while the motherfuckers gettin' good wit possibilities of gettin out my neighborhood
Trying to make it while others are succeeding and leaving the neighborhood.


don't get me wrong, I had them dreams too
I had dreams too.


But the only thing you do, is get your cream too
But all you can do is get your money too.


Get your motherfucking cream fool
Get your money, fool.


Niggas ain't know about the Ange and the Alicks
People don't know about the Angel and the Alchemist.


First you get in, then you get out, you stuck in this game
First, you get into the game, but you can't get out.


Now when its over don't nobody cry
When it's over, no one cries.


Just enjoy while you live life, 'cause everybody got to die
Enjoy life, because everyone has to die eventually.


When you see me i'll be hella high, beatin corners wit my top down
When you see me, I'll be really high, driving around with my top down.


Checkin' out the chasers in the sky, Shootin paper clips at Jupiter
Checking out the stars and shooting paper clips at Jupiter.


The more I lie, its like I'm gettin stupider and stupider
The more I lie, the more foolish I become.


Tryna make the best, out of a fucked up desicion
Trying to make the best out of a bad decision.


I'm just a nigga with a vision, which is to get up, get out
I am a person with aspirations to get out and make something of myself.


Gettin' my props, tryna stay away from these bitches that jock dick
Getting recognition while avoiding people who are only interested in my sexual organs.


And move enough to move on, gotta stay true to it
And keep moving forward, staying true to myself.


that's just the way you gotta do it
That's just how it is.


And these niggas here is really, dazed and don't give a fuck when you for real
These individuals are really confused and do not care about the truth.


And you like it rough, nigga what, the fuck
You prefer the hard way, what is wrong with you?


Know what I'm sayin is real, now back the fuck up for you get killed
What I'm saying is true, so back off before you are harmed.


'Cause its a,
Because it is like committing suicide.




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Written by: PHILIP PARRIS LYNOTT

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Lyrics

[Verse 1:]
You was playin' when you was sayin' you was ready
I'm knowin' you ain't mean it when you told me you was tired of life
And just wanted to leave it you was drinkin'
So I ain't really pay it no attention
Took you back to your crib and dropped you off
With the intention of gettin' with this Asian bitch
I’ve been off in Visionz, somethin' exquisite
I had to spit that game, she was vicious
I'm hoppin' back on 6-10 punchin' the drop
On my way out to her house I started noticing cops
Somethin' tellin' me to turn around and follow these dudes
Normally I wouldn't consider but out of the blue I'm bustin' a U
I get off where they get off at
Well-familiar with these streets, this where I came up at
Roadblocks, yellow tape, "a crime scene" they say
What the fuck just happened? I just left this place...
I get out and started walkin' askin' Frog, "What's up?"
Lookin' at me dazed like, "Face, it's all fucked up..."
I move a little closer tryin' to see who it is
And I saw his baby mama in tears holdin' his kids...


[Hook]
I ain't whole in the inside I'm hurting I can't explain whats going on in me
Stop it now with all the lies I'm knowing this ain't how my life's supposed to be

[Verse 2]
And it was then it finally hit me
I'm standing here nervous as I can be
It was nothing that can prepare me for what I'm finna see
I'm praying this is a dream and I'm bout to awake
But the closer I got the more I realize fate
Wasn't fair to change for me
And why would I think so
My homie had a date with death
He had to make though
I'm feelin' eerie, I'm liftin' up the yellow tape
By the time I get to the scene
They rollin' this away
I wonder whats under this sheet, my knees get weak
To the point I had to take me a seat
This shit's deep
When they put a nigga down that you was raised around
What was once a minor statement's turnin' major now
Never woulda thought in years that my homie was suicidal
Had it all; money and kids and a wife that read the bible
They say it's life and death in the slum
He had his reasons I shoulda believed him
Anotha soul no longer breathin'
Hate to say it but this one been heavy on my conscience
My nonchalantness just took a life over some nonsense

[Hook]
I ain't whole in the inside I'm hurting I can't explain whats going on in me
Stop it now with all the lies I'm knowing this ain't how my life's supposed to be

[Verse 3]
And everybody thinkin' it's murder, but homicide sayin' self-inflicted
By the way the body was sitting, brains in the kitchen
Who coulda predicted
But the detectives who was fishin'
Fucked up that the family had to see dad in his position
All I remember was us doin' what we did
To survive in these streets where we lived
We was kids growin' up in this environment
Nothing but trouble
You either struggled or you hustled
Folded the bubble
Grade school til we dropped out, we had a plan
We was either finna be rich or die like a man
We did it all for the love of the hood, every journey
Imagine seein' your dawg lifeless across a gurney
I wonder what was goin' on
You shoulda said that you was feelin' mad
I coulda talked you outta that
But never will I see you again
Nor will your kids
Nor will your family or your friends
It's the end
Not even words I write in this song
Can right that wrong
My nigga is gone and life goes on

[Hook]
I ain't whole in the inside I'm hurting I can't explain whats going on in me
Stop it now with all the lies I'm knowing this ain't how my life's supposed to be



Gianfranco Zarcone

You was playin when you was sayin you was ready,
I'm knowin' you ain't mean it when you told me you was tired of life
And just wanted to leave it you were drinkin,
So I ain't really pay it no attention,
Took you back to your crib and dropped you off
With the intention of gettin with this Asian chick
I've been offerin (this chick) somethin exquisite,
I had to spit that game 'cause she was vicious,
I'm hoppin back on 6-10 punchin the drop
On my way out to her house I started noticing cops,
Somethin tellin me to turn around and follow these dudes,
Normally I wouldn't consider but out of the blue I'm bustin a you
I get off where they get off at
Well-familiar with these streets, this where I came up at
Roadblocks, yellow tape, "a crime scene" they say,
What the fuck just happened? I just left this place...
I get out and started walkin askin Frog, "What's up?"
Lookin at me dazed like, "Face, it's all fucked up..."
I move a little closer tryin to see who it is
And I saw his baby mama in tears holdin his kids...
And it was then it finally hit me
I'm standing here nervous as I can be
It was nothing that can prepare me for what I'm finna see
I'm praying this is a dream and I'm bout to awake
But the closer I got the more I realize fate
Wasn't fair to change for me
And why would I think so
My homie had a date with death
He had to make though
I'm feelin eerie, I'm liftin up the yellow tape
By the time I get to the scene
They rollin this away
I wonder what's under this sheet, my knees get weak
To the point I had to take me a seat
This shits deep
When they put a nigga down that you was raised around
What was once a minor statement's turnin' major now
Never woulda thought in years that my homie was suicidal
Had it all money and kids and a wife that read the bible
They say its life and death in the slum
He had his reasons I shoulda believed him
Anotha soul no longer breathin'
Hate to say it but this one been heavy on my conscience
My nonchalantness just took a life over some nonsense
And everybody thinkin' its murder, but homicide sayin self-inflicted
By the way the body was sitting, brains in the kitchen
Who coulda predicted
But the detectives who was fishin'
Fucked up that the family had to see dad in his position
All I remember was us doin what we did
To survive in these streets where we lived
We was kids growin up in this environment
Nothing but trouble
You either struggled or you hustled
Folded the bubble
Grade school til we dropped out, we had a plan
We was either finna be rich or die like a man
We did it all for the love of the hood, every journey
Imagine seein' your dawg lifeless across a gurney
I wonder what was goin on
You shoulda said that you was feelin' mad
I coulda talked you outta that
But never will I see you again
Nor will your kids
Nor will your family or your friends
Its the end
Not even words I write in this song
Can right that wrong
My nigga is gone and life goes on



All comments from YouTube:

Nkululeko Khumalo

This one just heals you no matter how hard or tough things are

MZ MAV

Love the fact Scarface is always touching on those deep psychological issues..

Thump

Real talk, he break it down so perfectly!!!!

perico perico

Look me my friend and l saw the movie scarface with al Pacino very alone in my house

Wendall Lytle

Man, I honestly don't see how any hip hop fan can NOT like music like this. So much emotion in Scarface's music, it's damn near impossible not to ride n vibe to this. Nothing but utmost respect from Dallas, Tx.

jaybesiu

Brotha anytime I am on the road at night I roll the window down and blast this. I feel dumb for getting onto this a year ago

Paul

@jaybesiu this song is deep man foreal

Anthony Kaczmark

254☝🏼

Desmond Day

This song reminded me of 1 of my best friend, getting that phone call early that Sunday morning finding out that he was gone. I never knew that he was fighting something in his life those last couple weeks before he left this world. He seemed totally fine a month earlier when we hungout. Best believe everyone's going through something in life, some just going through way worse things than others. πŸ˜’πŸ’™πŸ™

Robbin hood Theory

This song always brings tears to my eyes

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