Goin Out in a Blaze Songtext
von Ill Bill

If I owned a nuclear bomb then
I′d sell it to Obama to aim at Osama
Kill a million people with no karma
I won't harm a child or civilian
To save my son′s life I'll annihilate a million
A fucked up thing, isn't it though?
The whole world′s evil, I just gotta live in it though
I got no problem holdin′ a gun to stick in your throat
I spent my entire life mixin' liquor and coke
Stick my dick in her throat, C′mon what's her name, Tammy? From Miami...
She likes walks on the beach in fly panties
She thinks she can sing, wiggling her fly fanny
If titties and ass were songs, she′d have five Grammies
Instead there's like five Tammys in every town and city
It′s just that she's a dumb bitch who's now Methodius
I have a fascination of pain and lacerations
I face a tragic nation, live inside my imagination
It′s hideous, look what I′ve done, look at what I've become
This is what I do; putting acid hits on my tongue
What can you believe when you′re deceived?


When you can't leave and you can′t breathe
You are trapped like rats in a maze
If we are going out, we are going out in a blaze
"Don't worry, it′s not loaded." said the man playing Russian Roulette
Picked up the Glock and shot himself in the head
Stay back, this thing could hurt someone
Matter of fact, come closer, put this in your mouth
Then zoom in for the close-up
It's a real small world, homie, count your blessings
There's nobody that you shitted on really forgets it
Never sleep cause payback′ll be really expensive
Eventually they′ll seek vengeance when you least expect it
Every man dies, not every man really exists
Are you a real dude or a dude that was really a bitch?
Would you help me out of a bad spot or dig me a ditch?
Do you really have my back or are you really a snitch?
How many times? Sure you've heard the stories
Multi-million dollar robberies, murder employees
Now my soul is one step away from purgatory
They took my kindness for a weakness and they turned it on me
Sprayed burners on me and left me to bleed