U DA SHIT

Lyrics

[Intro: samples] "How would I like to die?" "How would I like to die?" "I mean, we all have to die. It's sort of part of the deal. I mean, I don't remember agreeing to it, but there you go, I don't remember agreeing to be born either. So it's all basically a sort of compulsory kind of a thing." [Verse 1] Ice pick, chainsaw, razor blade Toothpick, slingshot, hand grenade Handgun, shovel, or hockey stick Switchblade, blowgun, roundhouse kick Acid, poison, bow and arrow Garden hoe or the fallen barrel Sling blade, brick, or ninja sword Whips and chains or electric cord Board, lead pipe, or guillotine Pillow or Kevorkian's death machine Rope, sledge hammer, or sleepin' pills Car crash, murder, all different thrills Wood chipper, axe, or throwing knives Suffercation or metal pliers [?] weed wacker or a wrecking ball Potato peeler, brass knucks and all [Verse 2] A lethal injection, chemical reaction Body blows, five thugs in action Dirt rake, earthquake, crossbow Morning star, a shotgun rifle Frostbite, a dog bite, dynamite A fall from a great height, a snake bite Dagger, a flamethrower, a spiked bat Dirt nap, nunchucks or a beartrap Heat stroke, your neck broke A cinder block, a flower pot drops, throat chops Machete, golf clubs, a pair of scissors Choke hold, beer bottle, hedge clippers Overdose, hang rope, your death ride Homicide, suicide, you decide Will it be the gas chamber or a torture rack Or some blunt force trauma, a killer's attack [Bridge] It doesn't matter what the situation Death is your destination It doesn't matter how you die It doesn't matter what the situation Facin' anihilation You 'bout to see the other side [Outro] As soon as my head blew off my neck That's when it hit me, (Dead) I'm fuckin' dead Brain fragments painted the whole fuckin' (Dead) room red I'm like, "I'm fuckin' dead" As soon as my head blew off my neck (Dead) That's when it hit me, (I'm fuckin' dead) I'm fuckin' dead Even the pieces on the floor were bleedin' And it made me realize, I'm fuckin' dead