Video Suicide de Ace Century 2025 Lyrics Lyrics

Ace Century - Suicide Lyrics

[Verse 1: Ace Century]
I'll just wind up sending you all on a trip to the sun
If you suck at rap, do like a candidate and run
Because you'll get your fucking head ripped off
It's clear to see Ace Century is really pissed off
It's way better than being pissed on though
But they gotta deal with me bout to slap a hoe
Whoop your ass now they call it "Beats by Ace"
Slap Ye in the face and proceed to slice Kim K
Fuck keeping up with Kardashian's they got no class
Why else you think Kylie let Tyga fuck her in the ass
We already learned he likes the booty, undercover fag
Last album was a flop, what your gone do, get mad
They said I name drop more than The Game
Only difference is I may never get any fame
We got stupid niggas that said my music is lame
So I'm trash because I don't want to sound the same

[Hook x2: Ace Century]
My flow so sharp I kill myself whenever I rap
I'm becoming better by the moment why you talking crap
I swear you niggas don't want war, just commit suicide
If you say that H.A.M. sucks then hoe you lied

[Verse 2: Ace Century]
These boosting ass bastards lying in they raps
You do what, yeah right, fucker catch these caps
Coming through and putting these wacks to shame
Ace Century coming through fucking the rap game
Coming from Rock Bottom like J-Nutty and Calicoe
Hating niggas be low-key banging my shit hoe
This is the Genesis like Phil Collins or Sega
I'm playing the final product you playing beta
Welcome to the dark dimension where you'll get capped up
Or you'll get your muhfucking crib ransacked up
Raise up fool where's my fucking round of applause
I got something for all of you niggas like I'm Mr. Clause
Surprise motherfuckers, I told you I'd be on my way
I'll even bitch slap your goddamn brother for being gay
Today is not the day for joking around bitch
Cause I'll cut your head off and feed it to a bitch
[Hook x2]

[Verse 3: Ace Century]
Now ignorant dickheads saying I'm a Satanist
Over a fucking album cover, proof that ignorance is bliss
Theyre not seeing that they're Ray Charles to their own life
They too busy worrying who I'm fucking, who'll be my wife
What's my past, goddamn, imma put my foot in they ass
Nosy niggas and nosy musty pussy hoes in mid class
I remember I barely had friends for I started rapping
Now everyone saying we cool since I Woke Up Trapping
The real niggas you know who you are and thanks
Cause we popping shells while other cats shooting blanks
I can't collab with you if you rapping bout shit you don't even do
Don't worry who I'm talking bout just know it ain't you
But if the shoe fits wear it, the best advice to take
Your name should be Pinocchio cause you been fake
Stealing dead niggas raps that's really low down
The jokes on you Jack you shoulda been a clown