Artist: Dungeon Masta Album: Project Oblivion (Da Vintage) Song: Spiritual Suicide Typed by: Cno Evil [Intro: Dungeon Masta] Yo, yo, Dungeon Masta exclusive, spiritual suicide Yo, yo, U.K., what? Change the flow, what? Can't get that new U.K. shit, Brooklyn Zu flow, what? [Dungeon Masta] Have you ever went the various mood just's like me Can't drink and drive, crazy fast, like me Stand in the crowd and pass gas, like me Knock a nigga flat on his ass, like me You people can't stand people, like me Ya'll run, duck and hide from people, like me You can't go through with the magnet, like me Regulate, out of state, stack cake, like me I'm living out the culture, hit a pack, like me Blood in the rap, hit a rat, like me Keep ya eye and stay on point, like me There ain't no one else, to feel a joint, like me I love violence, try to wild out, like me Slap a muthafucka in the mouth, like me Are they playing with demons, in ya head, like me Got the ratchet, then spit lead, like me Most ya cats is on parole, like me Get violent and for the dough, like me Catch a new charge, you wanna dodge, like me Stay on the low, and live large, like me [Chorus 2X: Dungeon Masta] Spiritual (suicide), there's not place to run (stay alive) Now you gonna do, when it's your turn to die? Spend time with your loved ones (say bye, bye, baby, bye bye) [Dungeon Masta] Have you ever got tired of being broke, like me Go outside and slam, clappin' dough, like me Don't give a fuck about bitches and hoe, like me Muthafuckas just can't cope, like me Scared people wanna talk about, like me Have you ever did mad drugs, like me Looking for crack on the run, like me Are you glad that you're not raw, like me Don't give a shit about what you think of me Ain't nothing wrong if you thing like me What's the purpose, ya'll can make mistake like me See ya peoples chilling at the wake, like me Once and while you'll hear a break like me Pounds and just hit the tape, like me Went to the carshop, get a cab, like me Add more people to the stash, like me Snatch a shorty, take her to the telly, like me Put sperm all up in the belly, like me Most of these cats is on parole, like me Get violated for the dough, like me Catch a new charge, you wanna dodge, like me Stay on the low, and live large, like me [Chorus 3X]