King Gordy, Bizarre - Time to Die lyrics

I'm all alone in my basement with a gun
(I'm so high)
I'm all alone in my basement with a gun
(Time to die)

All the stories I'm livin paintin
Portrait's of me being hanged
And tortured by midgets am
I worth the minion? Life of a skitzo
That's playin a normal person hides
It so good though
He's prayin with you at church and
He's takin your kids to football
Games, your favorite neighbor
Who really just wants to cook your brains
And taste 'em later
I'm that guy at that McDonald's
That be serving your food
You heard the news local worker
Done murdered to morning crew
God told me to do it i'm deaths angel
Calm only when doing that Mary Jane girl
The nicest person that you never want to meet
Has to restrain himself from
Killing everyone he sees
Blastin your brain with shells
Hittin seven of your peeps
A bastard that made hell
I'm who the devil wants to be black magic
I'm sayin spells hoping the dead
Will come to me
I'm all alone in my basement with a gun

I'm all alone in my basement with a gun
(Pull the trigger, pull the trigger
I'm so high)
I'm all alone in my basement with a gun
(Pull the trigger, pull the trigger
Time to die)
I'm all alone in my basement with a gun
(Pull the trigger, pull the trigger
I'm so high)
I'm all alone in my basement with a gun
(Pull the trigger, pull the trigger
Time to die)

Ongoing investigations
I've been compared to Jason
Though he's for choppin up
Fourteens by the lake for God sakes
Their only fourteen
Eyes open like they wide awake
Been dead for four weeks
Smokin weed takin Thorazine
Death is certain help me please
Thinkin morbid things
Self murder was corsin through my veins
Horrible, hurts the brain
Listen to Jimi Hendrix worshippin Kurt Cobain
The ghetto Edgar Allan Poe
Sever your head with a staff to the throat
You're better off dead roll
His ashes to smoke
A sorry orphan kid that lived in foster homes
Starved and torn man wish he had
Some parents of his own
Now he walks the streets
Everyday thirsty for blood
He been stalkin me, everyday running for us
Give me some more lithium
I have the urge to bury shit
I need some help for this
I got to stop killing my therapist

I'm all alone in my basement with a gun
(I'm so high)
I'm all alone in my basement with a gun
(Time to die)

I'm supposed to be
Playing professional hockey
Short and stocky with a hook like Rocky
I'm deadly than full blown AIDs matta fact
I got full blown AIDs from fuckin John Bennet
My little girl got a heat exhaustion
I thought that she would be alive
After two weeks in Boston
Sexy women i fucking hate
Tie me up with a rope and feed me corn flakes
My grandmother she just turned 75
For a gift I'm giving her a black eye
Sex offender who calls himself Ronald
Jacking my dick
Watching the excersise channel
My mother she's a known slut
My job is ear her pussy and
Make sure the grass is cut
(Like this mommy?)
On Van Dyke and Harper eatin a big baby
It's not a hamburger it's a fucking old lady

I'm all alone in my basement with a gun
(I'm so high)
I'm all alone in my basement with a gun
(Time to die)