a million ways to die is the title of our battle/
destroya like ya want it make ya brains shake and rattle/

surplex ing ya eyelids wit verbal hulk hogans/
this aint just flow this my job i make lifetime slogans/

blasting ya wit a million slugs out in the open like it was raining/
bling blangin with iced out machetes slicing ya up in pieces that melt in ya mouth and not in ya hand/ya understand this is hard as my dick in the vip room wit a stripa/im off the tippa my name should be jack cuz you know imma rippa/