Quote of the Day

When I die, fuck it I wanna go to hell
Cause I'm a piece of shit, it ain't hard to fuckin' tell
It don't make sense, goin' to heaven wit the goodie-goodies
Dressed in white, I like black Timbs and black hoodies
God will probably have me on some real strict shit
No sleepin' all day, no gettin my dick licked
Hangin' with the goodie-goodies loungin' in paradise
Fuck that shit, I wanna tote guns and shoot dice
All my life I been considered as the worst
Lyin' to my mother, even stealin' out her purse
Crime after crime, from drugs to extortion
I know my mother wished she got a fuckin' abortion
She don't even love me like she did when I was younger
Suckin' on her chest just to stop my fuckin' hunger
I wonder if I died, would tears come to her eyes?
Forgive me for my disrespect, forgive me for my lies
My babies' mothers 8 months, her little sister's 2
Who's to blame for both of them (naw nigga, not you)
I swear to God I just want to slit my wrists and end this bullshit
Throw the Magnum to my head, threaten to pull shit
And squeeze, until the bed's, completely red
I'm glad I'm dead, a worthless fuckin' buddah head
The stress is buildin' up, I can't,
I can't believe suicide's on my fuckin' mind
I want to leave, I swear to God I feel like death is fuckin' callin' me
Naw you wouldn't understand (nigga, talk to me please)
You see its kinda like the crack did to Pookie, in New Jack
Except when I cross over, there ain't no comin' back
Should I die on the train track, like Remo in Beatstreet
People at the funeral frontin' like they miss me
My baby momma kissed me but she glad I'm gone
She knew me and her sista had somethin' goin' on
I reach my peak, I can't speak,
Call my nigga Chic, tell him that my will is weak.
I'm sick of niggas lyin', I'm sick of bitches hawkin',
Matter of fact, I'm sick of talkin'.

17 thoughts on “Quote of the Day

  1. Thats why I loved him. He really spoke to me, connected with me, and represented folks just like me and still does. Thanks for that today Dr. Marc!

  2. Reading this is deep. no one sees the psycho-pathic behavior in these lyrics? There are so many brothers suffering deep self hatred. The Maafa continues…..

    “If a race has no history, if it has no worthwhile tradition, it becomes a negligible factor in the thought of the world, and it stands in danger of being exterminated.”

    Carter G. Woodson

  3. These sentiments are so disturbingly sad! I wonder where he is now (heaven or hell) and if his opinion of the two is still the same!

  4. Yeah when you actually read the lyrics like this the harshness is unavoidable. I think one thing that made BIG BIG was the way he spit these lyrics, even though they are very jarring BIG had a way of saying things that took the edge off the words.

  5. I always enjoyed Big, but I had no idea he was so dark. His delivery really did take the edge off his words.

    I just get the feeling he didn’t want to be dark, he just felt he had no other choice. Man what a loss.

  6. PS- I find it incredibly scary that people actually identify with these suffering words of hate. What is really going on???

  7. Tanya, reread the quote from our ancestor, Dr. Carter G Woodson.

    also, here’s another quote from Dr Woodson that I think applies to this convo, ““If you can control a man’s thinking, you don’t have to worry about his actions. If you can determine what a man thinks you do not have worry about what he will do. If you can make a man believe that he is inferior, you don’t have to compel him to seek an inferior status, he will do so without being told and if you can make a man believe that he is justly an outcast, you don’t have to order him to the back door, he will go to the back door on his own and if there is no back door, the very nature of the man will demand that you build one.”

  8. Regkam2, you have excellent insight. I really enjoy your posts.

    The second quote from Woodson expresses exactly what
    I was thinking – What a loss! Who made this talented and powerful man, full of potential, believe he was nothing; and how easily he accepted the role.

  9. It was a classic song precisley because he could put into words, so eloquently, the thoughts and frustrations of so many young men from the ghetto. That feeling of worthlessness and lack of optimism is what is destroying out youth today, and it is fueled by media images.

  10. Logic, it is mainly fueled by the fact that there are very few men in black families who have a spine and the courage to not only raise their children, but assist in the development of their nieces, nephews, and neighbors’ children.

  11. mark, good to find your site. you’re a great writer, i cited some of your work in a law review article I wrote. thanks for the insight.

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