Six million ways to die, choose one



[Kurupt]

It's time to escape, but I don't know where the fuck I'm headed

Up or down, right or left, life or death

I see myself in a mist of smoke

Death becomes any nigga that takes me for a joke

We hit a five dollar stick, now we puttin in work

Unaccountable amounts of dirt, death becomes all niggaz

anybody killa, you know what the deal is

Nigga, you know what the real is



[Daz]

I see some mark brand niggaz on the corner flaggin me down

Sayin,