Suicide...

[Panterra X]

so you wanna die... commit suicide

dial 1-800-cyanide line

as far as life.. yo it ain't worth it

put a rope around your neck.. and jerk it

the trick didn't work..

your life was fucked up from the first day of birth

after watching jackie gleason walk into a precinct

gun down the captain for no fucking reason

and get some LSD.. or a drink from the bar

get behind your wheel and crash the car

like desert storm.. got bombs for the war

confront an alligator let it eat ya raw

back to the function.. riding the caboose to hell

BZZZZZT.. touched the third rail

you fucked up chicken

now you just got fried.. cause it's a suicide



suicide its a suicide...

suicide its a suicide...

suicide its a suicide...

suicide its a suicide...



hey ya little rich kid whats your beef?

come and tell the grym reaper all of yo grief

you asked for a benz and you only got a jeep

your pops got endz but yo hes mad cheap

maybe youre a bastard child you think

mom and dad are white and youre dark as ink

maybe youre sicilian with a tan

but you hate lasagna and the pizza man

now you stand on the grave digga locked and

youre singing the blues about the rough life youve got

NOT

you dont wanna live no more

i guess you're really ready for the graveyard tour

when you get home just seal up your windows and your doors

turn the oven on high for about four hours

light you a blunt kiss you ass goodbye

you gassed yourself.. cause... its a suicide



suicide its a suicide...

suicide its a suicide...

suicide its a suicide...

suicide its a suicide...



yep

ive said it before and ill say it again..

life moves pretty fast..

if you dont stop and look around every once in a while..

you could miss it..



six fucking devils stepped up playing brave god

had the fucking nerve to try and enter my graveyard

im the ryzarector.. be my sacrafice

commit suicide and ill bring you back to life

the first was convinced

stuck a water hose in his mouth at full blast so his head can explode

second said hmmmm.. thats good but i can top it

put an ax up to his head and then he chopped it

blood shot out in every direction

the rest didnt know what to do.. i made suggestions

put a slug in your mug overdose on a drug

wet your hair stick a knife in the plug

or be like richard pryor set your balls on fire

better yet.. go hang yourself with a barbed wire

three and four fell deep into spell and

ran to the zoo locked themselves in a lions den

number five said it ain't worth being alive

smoked a dust suede.. mixed it with cynaide

the only one to escape was number six

he went home..

sat in the tub and slit his wrists

yeah, more graves to dig.. goodbye

theres no need to cry...



... cause we all die

[Speed]

Did you write that?

[Panterra X]

naw i wish heh... thats gravediggaz... 1-800-Suicide

[Plague]

Trippin----Gravediggaz, I will now proceed to qoute the best rhyme in the history of rap



"On the corner of west, Ol Fat ned, skeemin' on a blow job from a crack head, he was like "Hey wanna a piece little man" I was like "YO I'M BETTA OFF WITH MY HAND"

[Panterra X]

I will now proceed to add to the quote of the best rhyme in the history of rap.



wanna see something that could make ya sick?

stand in front of jets on the gaza strip

i used to take puffs from a car.. jet in my garage

then i get blitzed from the charge

i felt my head swayin.. my eyes in a daze

felt violence and off balance.. i got drugged for days

a room full of smog

i dipped it in my dart then i threws it at my dog

i need another hit.. hurry quick hurry quick

my highs takin signs and the shits about to kick

im gaspin for air.. my vision disappears

im blinkin and im thinkin mmmmm.. yeah

word.. cause that's the shit that i was hawkin

so stay the fuck away cause i spit when im talkin

stupid.. stupid.. stupid.. stupid.. punk

when im trippin



life of the trip can be stopped by accident

when you're trippin.. trippin.. trippin.. trippin..



some people like cheeba.. some like brew

i get mad lifted off a gallon of glue

pretty soon I spin like a top

in the middle of the room and the shit wont stop

now what I see when I triiiiiip

the rats in the basement all start to flip

all through my building.. from door to door

i swear theres a fire so i piss on the floor

now down the corridor was old fat ned

schemin on a blowjob from a crackhead

he was like "hey wanna piece little man?"

i was like "yo.. im better off with my haaanndd!!!"

... oh shit.. reality returns

i need another hit but the glue wont burn

im cukoo and murderous.. just plain nuts

smokin sodium menthol cigarette butts

and trippin..



life of the trip can be stopped by accident

when you're trippin.. trippin.. trippin.. trippin..



'86 on the strip.. hey yo my hands was busty

grym Reaper.. gatekeeper.. my niggaz lets get flusty

migilligee-hi.. i put the high on the stimuli

im mackin two face.. like the signs of gemini

my head keeps on spinnin.. constantly continuin

two tabs of mesculine.. fucks up my adrenaline

im in a fuck nuzit.. i cant escape it

its like ugh - god damnit.. i hate it

sometimes i get wine from the grapes of a vine

the wine.. it fucks up my mind everytime

im going.. and all I wanna be doin is bonin

but like a dope fiend character im down with bones

im stuck.. fl-fl-flipping.. slipping

im trippin



life of the trip can be stopped by accident

when you're trippin.. trippin.. trippin.. trippin..

[syntax53]

Yo, Hey what's happenin' dude

I'm a guy with a rep for bein' rude

Terrorizin' people wherever I go

It's not intentional, just keepin' the flow



Fixin' test scores to get the best scores

Droppin' banana peels all over the floor

I'm the kid that made delinquency an art

Last name Simpson, first name Bart



I'm here today to introduce the next phase

The next step, in the big Bart craze

I've got a dance real easy to do

I learned it with no rythm and so can you



So move your body if you got the notion

Front to back in a rock-like motion

Now thacha got it if you think you can

Do it to the music - that's the Bartman



Everybody if you can do the Bartman

Shake your body turn it out if you're bad man

Ah front to back to the side yes you can, can

Everybody in the house do the Bartman

Everybody if you can do the Bartman

Shake your body turn it out if you're bad man

Front to back to the side yes you can, can

Everybody in the house do the Bartman



It wasn't long ago, just a couple of weeks

I got in trouble, yeah, pretty deep

Homer was yellin' (Bart!) Mom was too

Because I put mothballs in the beef stew



Punishment time, in the air lurks gloom

Sittin' by myself confined to my room

When all else fails nothin' else left to do

I turn on the music so I can feel the groove



Move your body if you got the notion

Front to back in a rock-like motion

Move your hips from side to side now

Doncha slip, let your feet glide now



If you've got the groove you gotta use it

Rock-rhythm in time with the music

You just might start a chain reaction

If you can do the Bart you're bad like

Michael Jackson



Everybody if you can do the Bartman

Shake your body turn it out if you're bad man

Front to back to the side yes you can, can

Everybody in the house do the Bartman

Everybody if you can do the Bartman

Shake your body turn it out if you're bad man

Front to back to the side yes you can, can

Everybody in the house do the Bartman



Do the Bartman

Do the Bartman, Everybody back and forth,

from side to side

Do the Bartman

Do the Bartman, Pick your feet up off the

floor, let 'em glide

Do the Bartman

Do the Bartman, She can do it, you can do it,

so can I

Do the Bartman

Do the Bartman, Now here's a dance beat

that ya can't deny



Oh my ears! Lisa put that saxophone away

You can't touch this!

I didn't do it! Nobody saw me do it!

You can't prove anything!



Now I'm in the house, feelin' good to be home

'till Lisa starts blowin' that damn saxophone

And if it was mine you know they'd take it away

But I'm feelin' good so that's okay

I'm up in my room just'a singin' a song

Listenin' to the kick drum kickin' along

Yeah Lisa likes jazz she's her number one fan

But I know I'm bad 'cause I do the Bartman



Everybody if you can do the Bartman

Shake your body turn it out if you're bad man

Front to back to the side yes you can, can

Everybody in the house do the Bartman



Do the Bartman

Do the Bartman, Everybody back and forth,

from side to side

Do the Bartman

Do the Bartman, She can do it, you can do it,

so can I



Move your body if you got the notion

Front to back in a rock-like motion

Move your hips from side to side now

Doncha slip, let your feet glide now



If you've got the groove you gotta use it

Rock-rhythm in time with the music

You just might start a chain reaction



Everybody if you can do the Bartman

Shake your body turn it out if you're bad man

Front to back to the side yes you can, can

Everybody in the house do the Bartman

Everybody if you can do the Bartman

Shake your body turn it out if you're bad man

Front to back to the side yes you can, can

Everybody in the house do the Bartman



Everybody if you can do the Bartman

Shake your body turn it out if you're bad man

Front to back to the side yes you can, can

Everybody in the house do the Bartman

Everybody if you can do the Bartman

Shake your body turn it out if you're bad man

Front to back to the side yes you can, can

Everybody in the house do the Bartman



Oh wow, man!

[Panterra X]

lmao

[zan]

wooooooooooo do the bart-man *dances all around*