Die Slow (Die Now)

by **gutawafang** » Feb 5th, '10, 03:16

Written over a beat called Die Slow.

Why ain't you dead yet? I'm out of bullets to spray
Fuck you, I'm living my life to the fullest today
To kill you tomorrow, I'm gonna live another day
Along with my sorrow, take my pain to your grave
Fuck man, it's an eyesore,looking at you from miles away
Eat this fucking diss up cuz it's gonna be piles I lay
Fuck what you say, fuck what you're about to say
Just fuck fuck fuck you, motherfucker, it's time to pay
What? Do I have to repeat myself? Fucking bye-bye, bitch
Fucking girl, I'll show you eye-to-eye, bitch
(Literally?) Literal or poetry, this is Shakespeare when he's messed with
This is how I fucking make fear in a message
Subliminal, minimal, I'm still a criminal
This is a threat, sue me, no fucking denial
It's final, fuck the chorus, I don't want you to die slow
Your corpse ain't got vocals, how do you flip when you die now?

Still ain't dead? Just what the fuck do you live for?
Fucking chicken, you want the fucking beef or
Just another piece of Fish? This is it, I'ma feed you myself
Yes, personally, till there's nothing to girll or fry left
Make your selection, die with a blade or a gun?
Cuz eventually you'll see the spade in the sun
I'ma bury you, without a coffin, without a tombstone
Ain't gonna carry you, but kick your ass, and I'ma do it alone
You don't deserve respect, you was fucking rude to me
Shoving a rifle up your ass through your neck ain't crude to me
I'm gonna stretch your vagina till it's loose enough for a dynamite
And stick grenades to your nostrils, you fucking die tonight
Move an inch, just picture the pain and make you paint it
With a broom in your mouth, I motherfucking mean it
Fuck the chorus, ok, you may wanna die slow
But you can't (chika) talk back if I make you die now

Fuck off, like Harry Potter says to Voldemort
I have words as weapons, you know all the sorts
Maybe what's gonna move you will be satanism as spice
You taught me so much about how vulgarism is nice
You're the source, making me spit with so much force
I said I'm gonna murder you and feel no remorse
Let the law fuck me, it's not even gonna touch me
It's not a bitch worth my time, it can never judge me
Only God will, and He is supporting me with His strength
You die now, everybody knows that it's written, it is meant
It is fated, this is the point of your existence
I'll confess in court that killing you ain't an accident
Enough, just lie there forever, six feet underground
Listen to the voice of my deep-shit-ultrasound
Die now, fuck the chorus, fuck dying slow
How do you reply 27 fucks, just fucking die and go(die now)