You could take our lives, fill us up with lies
'Cause I know where I'm going when I die
And I won't even cry, middle finger to the sky

'Cause I know where I'm going when I die

Yeah' cause even if I gotta live a life of crime

You got it, imma get it, never need it, 9 to 5
I push it to the limit, 'til it's time to say goodbye
That's fine, 'cause I know just where I'm going when I die (die, die)


See me in the microscope, see me in the fish tank
Chicks want to know my real name plus the dick length

Me? I'm a scientist, God to a lab rat,
Now I'm just a has-been rapper in a hazmat
Duckin' spray shots, sewing up wounds, filling up tombs, let the bass boom

Blood everywhere, so chaotic, I'm a bullet with your name on it
Seekin' body after body Major Juliani ain't in office anymore
But he's still Illuminatti,

Death to the king, overthrow everything
They'll be searching our apartments in an ATF sting
G-g-get busy, scum of the Earth, ??? black magic seance to summon my verse,

I'm a walking skeleton, a zombie that will rush the crowd
Careful baby, I was born inside a mushroom cloud


You could take our lives, fill us up with lies
'Cause I know where I'm going when I die
And I won't even cry, middle finger to the sky

'Cause I know where I'm going when I die

Yeah' cause even if I gotta live a life of crime

You got it, imma get it, never need it, 9 to 5
I push it to the limit, 'til it's time to say goodbye
That's fine, 'cause I know just where I'm going when I die (die, die)


Suicide music, nothing to $#&@ing fool, with full clip in the Uzi
Shooting now at some zookies, no excuse, we blast now, splatter your goose down

Clapping like it's the Yen, I ruin your $#&@ing movie
Asking for passes homie, I'm not a kiddie
Here to back blow your brains all over your (*##$es' boobies

Take me alive? Never, better to die free
I'm writing "$#&@ the police" inside a good-bye letter
Peace, fade it black call a priest,

Tell them to call heaven and save me a few seats
Sorry it's the last minute, I'm bringing a few peeps
Bodie, the lieutenant, who took a shoot at the chief, sheesh

Guess I got a little problem with authority
Tend to get a little bit gruesome and gory,
The volume on 10, if I gotta get it in, always keep a pistol grip pump

Sitting on my lap like a Yorkie

You could take our lives, fill us up with lies

'Cause I know where I'm going when I die
And I won't even cry, middle finger to the sky
'Cause I know where I'm going when I die


Yeah' cause even if I gotta live a life of crime
You got it, imma get it, never need it, 9 to 5

I push it to the limit, 'til it's time to say goodbye
That's fine, 'cause I know just where I'm going when I die (die, die)


Kill yourself, call me if you need some help
Kill yourself, call me if you need some help
Kill yourself, call me if you need some help

Kill yourself, call me if you need some help
Kill yourself, call me if you need some help
Kill yourself, call me if you need some help

Kill yourself, call me if you need some help