45 Minutes

Lyrics

[Intro: Shaggy 2 Dope] Forty-five minutes (Blue is the sky) He hung there alive For forty-five minutes (Blue is the sky) When will he die? [Verse 1: Violent J] The preacher gave his sermon, town folks say "kill that vermin" Trap door dropped open, the rope snapped tight, but still he up there squirmin' Alive, hangin' in the heat, hear him gaspin', kick his feet Mortified people screamin' in fright, but the little kids think it's sweet [Verse 2: Blaze Ya Dead Homie] Hey yo, the executioner, send him to Lucifer I'll burn with the cross, call me the crucifer [Trip the damn door?], body falls kickin' and dangles Slips down the neck tightly it strangles The crowd grows, anticipation soars Thirsty for death and they wanna see more Cheers turn to groan, time lingers on Sadistically watchin', kickin' dirt till he's gone [Chorus] Sweet Lord Jesus, please take his life (Fifteen minutes) This endless torture (He's swingin' and swingin') No clouds above us, blue is the sky (Thirty minutes) I know you see us (He's swingin' and swingin') When will this end? This horror show (Forty-five minutes) His feet are kickin', he's swinging [Verse 3: Shaggy 2 Dope] Sun beats on his hood, the knot is tightened good His arms are tied up behind his back, shit, kill him, someone should His neck is strechin' longer, the rope is that much stronger His body sways in the gentle breeze, the sight is somethin' somber [Verse 4: Monoxide] His feet dangle and his throat gets tangled With a rope that strangles every bit of breath that's left Outta his body until nothing's left And I gotta be honest, I feel it in my chest I'm a witness with a sickness Who loves to watch him hang from a distance Victim swingin' until they're all witless Forty-five minutes, at least someone end this [Interlude: Shaggy 2 Dope] What kept him alive? (Fifteen minutes) For all those gruelling minutes (He's swingin' and swingin') The people did nothin' but stare ([?]) (Blue is the sky) (Thirty minutes) Fixated on his torture (I know you do) (He's swingin' and swingin') (When will this end?) They had all the time in the world (Forty-five minutes) To wait for him to die (He's swingin') [Verse 5: Jamie Madrox] [Turnin' green like fix?] be lookin' hella trippy Fifteen less than a full whole sixty minutes of life With silence of sight, will two wrongs Combine together in an effort to make things right? Why the silence? The crowd soaked in violence Everyone stands still like a bunch of stone giants Lookin' down on him as he swings and sway He will not die until the motherfuckers all go away [Verse 6: Violent J] He swings, jerks, a vulture nearby lurks As he spins up on that rope, we wonder if it hurts Hear him gasp for breath, his soul is fighting death If he gives up and lets go, show's over, nothing's left [Chorus] Sweet Lord Jesus, please take his life (Fifteen minutes) This endless torture (Torture) (He's swingin' and swingin') No clouds above us, blue is the sky (Thirty minutes) I know you see us (See us) (He's swingin' and swingin') When will this end? This horror show (Forty-five minutes) His feet are kickin', he's swinging