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creative suicide plans (ft. dzk) - vect lyrics

05. creative suicide plans (ft. dzk)

[dzk]
yo, you ever get so tired of sh*t you just feel like k!lling yourself? i been trying to think of creative ways to do that sh*t…check it out, yo…

i crip*walk right in front of a blood
i give a f*ck i live or die, might jump in front of a bus
but if i slide under it & stay alive the plug
is gettin’ pulled as soon as my bruised eyes open up
& if i’m drug to the point i can’t find a cord
i use my crutch to break a window & die for sure
from the highest floor i find in my hospital ward
like the ledge was a motherf*ckin’ diving board
’cause my life is horrible & i’m tired of all this
setting firеs in the office i’m inside it with all y’all
y’all mighta been calling 911 but all of thе telephone’s lines are dead
better get ready for heaven
there ain’t a exit & i’m waving a weapon
at any brave interjection you make & i’m testin’
the spray in your direction & wastin’ ya section
’cause that flip desk you made ain’t the greatest protection
i hit the block find a toy shop with a toy glock
take an employee hostage & make him call the cops
& when they get to the spot point it right at his knot
& yell “pop!” until i’m shot up & put in a box
take a trip to iraq, go & shop for a webcam
broadcast the feed & chop off my own head, man
& get some friends to send it off to the feds, man
so, they came blame my death on the natives
my next plan to solve my problems involves my eyeb*lls
dissolve in solvents like bleach & lysol
& when i’m blind i’ll set the timer on a live bomb
& wait it until it goes off & blows my sides off
surprise dawg, or maybe i should climb the wall
at the zoo & pet a lion til it chews my arm raw
then shoot it with tranquilizers & move it & with the tigers
& let ’em eat the lion with my arm inside it
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i’m nuckin’ futs i’ll stand in a street & play chicken with a bus
you got a good solution? then don’t make a fuss just trust
if i like what you suggest i’ll do it
i don’t give a f*ck, ’cause there’s nothing to it
i’m batty like major league baseball, i hate y’all
i got the pistol to my head i hope it’s not paintball
the terror unfolds with my insane craze
the world put me in a maze i can’t find my way
kick a horse in the ass & tie its tail in a knot
& get my head kicked off my head kicked off my neck like a sawed*off gunshot
i’ll run plots like naked through private property shaking my ass
& scream “hail satan” til i’m blasted in the back
toss aluminum spray cans in the microwave
let gas fill the house & wait to be blown away
i’ll drive a bike into a pool & try to peddle my way out
it’s a high doubt but i’ll try til i drown
i’ll rob a police station with a real looking water gun
then get more holes in me than there is swiss cheese
i’ll juggle a chainsaw, gun, & a jar of acid
while i’m standing on broken glass & walking backwards
to turn up the heat, i’ll have a firing squad
ready to blast me away at my slightest mistake
i’ll place a bomb threat on the white house while i’m there for vacation
i don’t mean through a phone; i mean those tours that they take ya
then i’ll pull out a banaca spray disguise it as a detonator
i’ll yell “say good*bye!” in front of secret service
i’ll shoot everyone i see & use my car when there’s no more ammo
when i’m wearing army camo thinking that i’m rambo
when the pigs arrive, i’ll fight ’em all with a knife
& tell ’em “you better k!ll me before you all die!”
or i’ll hang myself with a set of swings at the park
douse myself in gasoline & let my lighter spark
how’s that for creative? dzk….vect

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