(feat. Teflon)



A lot of niggaz talkin reckless

But if you wasn't from the hood you wouldn't understand what it is

Y'knahmsayin?  We gon' clear it up right now

A lot of reckless talk out there

I'ma let y'all know my Family in tact

My whole Family in tact

My First Family in tact... for life (Marxmen!)



[Teflon]

Yo!  You ever look into the eyes of the Grim Reaper?

Watch a man die when the shots fly and the shit heat up?

You in deep but, it's too late to back out

And now it's like your whole life is under a black cloud

Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide

And you always swore before you wasn't scared to die

But take a look in your eyes, and see the fear in 'em

You know them niggaz comin they came here to get him

And they ain't playin with him, they aim and spittin

Give him a closed casket, they plain sicker than Ol' Bastard

If only he can go backwards, to the days

and change when he used to throw those ratchets in nigga's face

Stole packages, from nigga's place of business

When they was tryin to make a livin, they ain't forgive him

And niggaz stay forgettin, so as soon as he came home

from state prison niggaz came and hit him



[Chorus]

(Suicide, it's a suicide)

When you don't know who to try cause, even you could die cause

(Suicide, it's a suicide)

Gotta rely on your wits, can't get caught up in the mix kid

(Suicide) Right or left, choose a side

Life or death, you might be the next dude to die (Marxmen, Marxmen)

What's your next step?  I'll let you decide

(Suicide... Marxmen)



[Teflon]

Yo, it was a chick named Dawn, she used to get it on

Honey had niggaz slippin money up in her thong

At the strip club givin dubs, 20 a song

And if the price was right she might come with him home

She was fuckin one of the customers, Asam Allah

Dude was a fool, used to walk with her under the arm

Used to take her to Jamaica, lay with her under the palm

Treat her like a queen, really all he was was a pawn

She only seen him as John, he ain't mean nothin to her

She was just leadin him on, he just feedin into the con

All along, and he felt that that was real and nobody could try it

She came home and gave homes the virus

She got nice, can't turn a ho to a housewife

And he stabbin it raw dog, gamblin without dice

Now he ready to snuff out her life

Cause the AIDS results back, they ain't come out right



[Chorus]



[Teflon]

They used to meet up every night, at the gamblin spot

After all the block business was finished of scramblin rock

They'll meet up at the spot, get a couple of drinks

All the fly cars in Bronx pullin up in they mix

Lock the door, buy the bar out, this is our house

Everybody's laughin, there's cash in large amounts

They tappin glasses, toutin it's a family thing

Catch a case won't nobody in the family sing

That's what they think, all along they all was wrong

It was a dude with a device strapped to him recordin

every convo that they had, where they sellin, where they scorin

Dude got knocked before but said he got off with a warnin

And they ain't get the message 'til the next mornin

When detectives stormed in the door, arrest 'em and took 'em all in

Now what they wanna know is who put the call in

Toss him off the bridge and turn his kids to orphans



(Marxmen!)