Suicide Methods

Yo, this is the song your psychiatrist doesn't want you to hear
Cause if you did, he wouldn't be able to pay off his new BENZ
I'm the doc, Kavorkian ain’t got shit on me

BLADES
KNIVES
PILLS
WIVES
AIDS
DIES
PILLS
WIVES

It goes on and on and on
This is like the Suicide Theme song
Girls, tell the newest guy he's wrong
Cause you should've ended it long ago
Same for the boys out there
I mean what's the point of living in a place so cold and dark, no?
Your joints just don't hold a part though

This is the type of song you commit suicide to
If you don't know how, then just do as I do
There's so many methods, yet so little time
But if your life's petty wretched, then just listen to my rhyme
High fly off a blunt dipped in gasoline
And catch a mean explosion, make sure you're fast and keen
People walk past the scene of you're mangled dead body
Kids cover their eyes cause they can't handle lead shotties
That have been shot in mouths, no one heard them calling out
For help from others, mothers, brothers, motherfuckers (HELP ME!!!)
Who don’t understand your getting hit with thunder and lightening bolts
To you're heart and brain, start the rain
You mark the pain, hearts is slain, darkness came, scar this vein
You bark in shame, park a crane, part the brain, it starts again
You spark insane, sharks in grain, sharp disdained
You just don’t know what to do
Well here you go; just put this cut in you
Your nuts is blue' been a while, got a cum backup
Getting none, females think you're scum that's what's killing you
Loneliness. Joy; Life wont be this
Don't be pissed, grab a blade, it's only this
That can get rid of the bother like a kid in some water
Who can't swim; lie in a bathtub that's slim
So your body's stuck in it, don't fuck with it
Die faster, you got to try to suck minutes (FASTER!)
Don't want to be alive no more, don't want to live
Don't want to give life a second chance,
It's hard to fib about everything that's been done to you
People mocking you because it's fun "Boo Hoo"
Do you know the potential of pills and vodka?
overdosing on both can kill man proper
Its hard to figure out what's really best
Maybe shooting yourself in the head while wearing a bullet proof vest
That would be funny wouldn’t it? That would be funny wouldn’t it?
Ok, maybe not to your family when they wake up and find you
After always encouraging you to stay tough, man blinds you
With all the things that they prove would really work To help you
Unlike this suicidal verse but now listen up
Here's a really good method from the dissing up, it might be silly I reckon
But here you go; remember years ago
This guy stuck his wiener inside a vacuum cleaner
It's meaner, but I'm telling you it really works
And I seen her; that bitch who got the silly perked nipples
Who rejected you, and said she was better
Make her feel guilty by blowing your head off
Writing a letter saying it was all her fault; she got the blood on her hands
She'll kill herself too and you'll be re-united man
It's worth it, there's no purpose of living this life
You cursing cause ho's surface got you wimping with knives
You limping with hives; feeling just pathetic all around
Shoot out your eyes, be dead before the medics come around
A Fed Ex truck is found. Alright, just lie under it
Till it starts and runs you over, just incase you wondering
Wait until it's thundering and stand with a lightening rod
And you'll turn different colors when you're igniting odd
Just stop fighting God, he's giving you all the signs
To abandon life, just give in to all the mines
That life puts in front of you, not like the stunners do
That conquer everything but that just ain’t you
You Grab a Razor, dip it in WD-40 and you jab it in there with a rusty nail
Now what the fuck have we learned? Wait we didn’t get to the axes
Jam into your forehead in front of all the masses
Spraying blood on women's faces, till people come and take this
lunatic, who's ruining it, his life for two minutes
Now we went over gas but didn’t touch women's fluids
line a cunt up with razor blades then just go in do it
Till you get a bloody cock, ain’t it funny doc?
Its still hard but cut up like a crummy rock
It must be stopped, these voices going loose in you (kill yourself)
Tell you you're worthless, controlled by Lucifer
You cruise with your blindfold on into traffic
Bash your head against the wall till you've crack it
Sins you can repent it, just cry when you fall
Cut off your fingertips and write die on the wall
you try to be tall, you cant even though your nerves want to
Do drugs and shoot yourself, you’ll be a hero like Nirvana
You know you got to just grab a gun, hole in you head
Whatever you do, make sure you kill your soul when you're dead (COME HERE!)
No one could hear your silent screams inside your violent dream
So kill people, you’re still evil like a tyrant seems
As far as your dreams, they were all nightmares
Of Satan’s warlocks and gore shots trying to fight bears
Stab your head till your dead with a rusty knife
Soul flies to the moon because you must see night
No point being here, you’re hated by shrinks who scared of you
Get a whole bunch of pills and go pop like Blink182
Am I telling you to kill yourself promoting suicide?
Or am I really killing you myself with choking homicide?
All these thought I got in mind, make sure you write them down
But if you find your inner demons, fight them now
Before its too late and your a victim of this song
Stand up to those who hate you can’t get none in the wrong