Six Million Ways
Emanon (Aloe Blacc & Exile) Lyrics

Just a kid only 13 with somethin'
At only 13 years old, the singer has something that sets them apart from their peers.

Havin' acceptance in this world is too much
The singer finds it overwhelming to seek acceptance in the world around them.

The changes, the pain is fun for some
Some people find pleasure in causing change and pain.

It's too much gold, regressed with some shit
The positive things in life are outweighed by negative experiences.

The struggle ...
The artist faces an ongoing struggle in life.

Three years in my hand for the juggle
The singer juggles with a difficult situation for three years.

Time to break away and pop out the bubble
The singer decides to break away from their current situation and try something new.

Trouble in the form of family life it cuts like a knife, band aids was drugs and sluts
The artist's family life causes them pain and they used drugs and sex to cope with it.

19 and now it seems like its too much and the glue stuck the fucks that I don't have and it sucks
At 19 years old, the artist feels overwhelmed and stuck in an undesirable situation.

I've been taught to measure my life by the bill
The artist has been taught to judge their worth by their income and material possessions.

Broken drug addict and my life's just steel
The singer feels like their life is worthless due to their drug addiction.

Frustrated to the point when I might just kill myself
The artist is so frustrated that they contemplate suicide.

Tonights the night, fuck might I will!
The singer has decided that tonight may be the night they choose to end their life.

In the form of pill, too bloody with the gun cause there's six million ways to die ... choose one.
The singer contemplates suicide using pills or a gun, recognizing that there are many ways to die.

The mystery of death so we all gotta die
Death is inevitable, and therefore it is a mystery that everyone must face.

I haven't had a girlfriend in a long time
The artist has gone a while without a romantic partner.

Now i do and everything is real fine
However, the artist is happy in a new relationship.

Like this girl who I claimed was all mine
The singer is possessive of their significant other.

And she was from head to toe to behind
The singer finds their partner attractive from head to toe.

We was in love
The artist and their partner love each other.

She was my dove
The artist sees their partner as a symbol of peace and love.

I wasn't dumb
The artist is confident in their relationship and intelligence.

Everytime I thought until I seen some shit that made me think i need a gun, but i just really need to run
However, the singer sees something that shakes their confidence in the relationship and considers violence before deciding that they just need to get away.

A silly dumb plus bum choked up my chest nahh
The artist feels suffocated by someone they consider to be unintelligent and worthless.

Oh shit, DUMB! Girl plus dude that she fucked just for fun
The singer discovers that their partner had a sexual encounter purely for enjoyment.

FUCK FUCK FUCK silly bitches on the run cause there's six million ways to die ... choose one.
The singer feels angry and betrayed by their partner, and acknowledges the many possible ways to die.

The mystery of death is that we all gotta die, but BEFORE I GO!
Death is inevitable, but the singer has something to say before they pass.

I knew this dude who was dope on the mix
The artist knew someone who was skilled at mixing music.

Who analized how the legends used dope for a fix
This person admired musicians who used drugs for inspiration and creativity.

He bugged, on the drugs by the mic givin him pricks
This person became addicted to drugs while performing and creating music.

Said, Don't do it just, Hit this shit
Instead of discouraging drug use, the singer's friend encourages them to try drugs.

It's already a hit, don't trip
The friend tells the artist that the drug has already been successful for others.

He took a trip with some heads so now he's used to it
The artist's friend became dependent on drugs and began using them regularly.

Shot it up in his wrists, now he's hooked to it
The friend became so addicted to the drugs that they began injecting them.

Sat up one night and wrote a whole song book to it
The friend's addiction fueled their creativity and led to the creation of a new work.

I came over later to look through it
The artist looks over the new work with their friend.

Look and found needles and spoons
The singer discovers drug paraphernalia and evidence of the friend's addiction.

And as I read left and right I took his shit
The singer confiscates the drugs and related items.

Stood him up, threw him down, Now get off that shit!
The singer confronts their friend about their addiction and demands that they stop using drugs.

He just stared at me dumb with a tear in his eye then took off to run
The friend is speechless and emotional before running away.

I'ma quit just one more fix then I'm done! Cause there's six million ways to die ... Choose one
The friend recognizes the dangers of their addiction but cannot bring themselves to quit, acknowledging the many ways they can die.

Choose one, Choose one, Choose one, Choose one
The many possible ways that one can die.

The mystery ... It's DEATH! So we all, we all gotta die!
Death is the mystery but also the universal experience that everyone must face.