187 Wayz To Die

[Chorus: Chozen]
One (Die, motherfucker, die, motherfucker, murder, die)
Hundred and eighty-seven ways to die
(Murder, motherfucker, murder, motherfucker, why?)
One (Die, motherfucker, die, motherfucker, murder, die)
Hundred and eighty-seven ways to die
(Murder, motherfucker, murder, motherfucker, why?)
(Die, motherfucker, die, motherfucker, die)

[Verse 1: Chozen]
It's gonna be a fuckin' nightmare on Elm Street
The massacre, faces of death is all that's left after I blast ya
Many [?] of pain [?] pull
A murder, 187, and I did it, demand it, see
And I don't really wanna hurt nobody, G
But them voices in my head keep callin' me
I guess the only way that I can make 'em stop
Is squeeze the trigger on my .44, don't stop
And I'm down to put a slug in a nigga
Try to stay above a nigga, 'cause I ain't got no love, nigga
'Cause if I gotta kill, I'ma kill
Every rapper on the scene to let these motherfuckers know I'm real

[Chorus: Chozen]
One hundred and eighty-seven ways to die
One hundred and eighty-seven ways to die
One hundred and eighty-seven ways to die
One hundred and eighty-seven ways to die

[Verse 2: Chozen]
Back at your ass for the nine-quad, oh my God
I rips apart stupid-ass bitches with no heart
So, light the Swisher, let me kick shit, rip shit
And let you know I ain't to be fucked with
I smoke the Swishers, 'cause the Indo smoke relieves my stress
Murder and thoughts of puttin' a hole in your fuckin' chest
God bless the man who walks my path
When the sky turns black, the massacre is a bloodbath
I smacked the ho, 'cause the bitch was short fifty cents
Off to the river but they'll never find no evidence
They say I did it, but do it look like I give a fuck?
I'm yellin', "Die, motherfucker" with my moss-pump
So, say hello to my little friend
MVP got a nine and Money-Rip got a MAC-10
And we on a mission, true
'Cause love don't live here, and I ain't scared to shoot
I pull the trigger, let these caps peel
Let these niggas feel the sensation of hot steel
'Cause ain't no comin' back, mane
And you ain't shit with a hole in your fuckin' brain
Get her, then [?]
I gots to play the postman, drop it off and make mail
Hell bouncin', check the sound that I kick, have a sip of my brew
Chill with my crew, and you'll see
That reality and life are not the same
So, peep game

[Chorus: Chozen]
One (Die, motherfucker, die, murder, motherfucker, die)
Hundred and eighty-seven ways to die
(Die, motherfucker, die, murder, motherfucker, die)
One (Die, motherfucker, die, murder, motherfucker, die)
Hundred and eighty-seven ways to die
(Die, motherfucker, die, murder, motherfucker, murder)
One (Die, motherfucker, die, murder, motherfucker, die)
Hundred and eighty-seven ways to die
(Die, motherfucker, die, murder, motherfucker, murder)
One (Die, motherfucker, die, murder, motherfucker, die)
Hundred and eighty-seven ways to die
(Die, motherfucker, die, motherfucker, die)

[Verse 3: Chozen]
In this dimension
Chozen's the Tormentor, let your mind travel as I unravel the mystery
Kill my fuckin' enemy, 'cause you
Niggas never been a fuckin' friend of me
Mama raised a Mack, daddy couldn't hack it
"Son, you gotta go"
Packed up my shit, now I'm out the door
Oh, what shall I do? Where shall I go?
On a street mission with my .44
Why do I do shit like that?
Niggas show me no love, so, I show no love back
Strapped with my Gat as I bust
On a bystander, then I demand the money
You can learn a lot from a dummie
Buckle up my safety, a lotta niggas hate me
But that's alright-ah, 'cause I'm a rider
Pass me the spliff, shoot the Gat when I'll ignite the
Four in my hand, now, who's the fuckin' man?
It's survival of the fittest, but these niggas don't understand that
I got so much trouble on my mind
And my mind's on cloud nine
So step into my cypher, experience the real
Anything is possible, so do what you feel
Deal, a lotta niggas fail to see
That the shit that I kick is so motherfuckin' real to me

[Chorus: Chozen]
One (Die, motherfucker, die, motherfucker, murder, die)
Hundred and eighty-seven ways to die
(Die, motherfucker, die, murder, motherfucker, die)
One (Die, motherfucker, die, motherfucker, murder, die)
Hundred and eighty-seven ways to die
(Die, motherfucker, die, murder, motherfucker, murder)
One (Die, motherfucker, die, motherfucker, murder, die)
Hundred and eighty-seven ways to die
(Die, motherfucker, die, murder, motherfucker, murder)
One (Die, motherfucker, die, motherfucker, murder, die)
Hundred and eighty-seven ways to die
(Die, motherfucker, die, motherfucker, die)
(Murder, motherfucker, murder, motherfucker, why?)
(Die, motherfucker, die, motherfucker, die)
(Murder, motherfucker, murder, motherfucker, why?)
(Die, motherfucker, die, motherfucker, die)