DEAD END
ICP & Ice T Lyrics

The underworld watches in horror
The criminal world is filled with fear and anticipation as they witness the events about to unfold.

As this marks the day that
Today is the significant day that will forever be remembered.

3 of America's most notorious outlaws
Three individuals who have gained infamy for their criminal activities in the United States.

Will be executed for their crimes
They will face punishment through their execution for their unlawful actions.

Together the states of Michigan and California
Through collaboration, the states of Michigan and California will carry out the executions.

Will conduct the executions behind prison walls
The executions will take place within the confines of the prison, away from public view.

The 3 prisoners are set to be executed by 3 separate methods
Each of the three prisoners will face their death through different means of execution.

Electric chair, hanging, and firing squad
The condemned will meet their fate through the use of an electric chair, hanging, or a firing squad.

Midnight tonight will mark the first execution
The first execution is scheduled to occur at the stroke of midnight tonight.

Death waits in my cell I can smell him
As I sit in my cell, the presence of death looms close and I can sense its arrival.

Somebody tell him that I still breathe, leave
Despite death's anticipation, I continue to defy its grasp and remain alive.

I'm alive I'll never see 25
My life is cut short, and I will never reach the age of 25.

Yet still I can feel, I'm real
Although my life is fleeting, I can still experience emotions and sensations, affirming my existence.

When it all happened I was in the lime light
At the time of my crimes, I was in the public eye, receiving attention and scrutiny.

News, camera, gaven killer stamina
The constant media coverage and attention fueled my ego and gave me the courage to commit violent acts.

Another year I'm here but forgotten
As time passes, I have become a distant memory, lost in the shadows of society.

Skin is rotting feeling old, cold
The effects of time and decay are evident in my deteriorating physical state, making me feel aged and disconnected.

Motherfucker in a robe gonna sentence me to die in a metal chair
The judge, adorned in a judicial robe, will pronounce my verdict and condemn me to death in an electric chair.

Fizzle my nut hair
The fear and anxiety surrounding my impending death consume me, causing intense distress.

Bad enough I'll be dead
The fact that I will lose my life is already a tragic outcome.

Yet I'm tryin to figure out a way
Despite knowing the inevitable, I am still desperately searching for a means to escape my fate.

To keep my eyes from poppin out my head
I am filled with terror, fearing that the execution will be so gruesome that it will cause my eyes to bulge out of their sockets.

Oh they'll remember my ass
My legacy, my crimes, and my name will remain etched in people's memories.

Twitchin, with my eyes drippin down the glass
My body convulses, and tears stream down my face, leaving trails on the glass separating me from the world.

Shaggy I think they're tryin to start a riot
I suspect that the authorities are intentionally provoking unrest among the spectators.

And then it's Ice T but he don't seem fazed by it
Even though Ice T is present, he remains unfazed and unaffected by the chaotic scene.

I know the devil's waitin on me
Deep down, I am aware that the devil eagerly awaits my arrival in the afterlife.

But does God like him playin his role in killin me though
I ponder whether God approves of the devil orchestrating my death.

Lock me up until I die maybe
Perhaps they will imprison me indefinitely until my ultimate demise.

But you can never tell
The uncertainty of what lies ahead prevents one from predicting the future with certainty.

We might sharing a cell in hell
In the realm of the damned, it is possible that we will be confined together.

Cause, my last request was
I made a final plea, a request before my execution.

Let my homies smoke my ashes and catch a Violent J buzz
I desire for my friends to inhale my cremated remains and experience a sense of euphoria associated with the music of Violent J.

One more thing before you hit that switch
I have one final message to convey before my life is abruptly ended.

Please tell my momma that I'm sorry, I never
I want my mother to know that I deeply regret my actions and the pain I have caused, even though I can never express it directly.

Dead end no escape from it
This situation is a point of no return, with no possibility of evasion.

Should've thought about that shit before you done it
Regret and reflection should have occurred prior to engaging in the actions that have led to this inescapable fate.

Why? I, never wanna die
Deep down, there is a profound desire to cling to life and avoid death at all costs.

Don't nobody cry for me, it's only murder
There is no need for sorrow or tears, as my demise is simply the consequence of my own murderous actions.

The lights dimmed in my cell block
The illumination within the cell block decreases, setting a somber atmosphere.

Cause all the power they got surged into one spot
The allocation of power is focused on one area, possibly the execution site, leaving the rest in darkness.

J's chair hear him screamin, fully loaded
Within the electric chair, J experiences excruciating pain and screams, knowing he is fully charged.

It was funny at first till his head exploded
Initially, the situation may have appeared comical, but the gruesome reality sets in as J's head explodes due to the electric current.

It's something else for me
A different fate awaits me, distinct from J's experience.

Another kill just as wicked
My chosen execution method will be equally brutal and merciless.

But cheaper on the light bill
Unlike the electric chair, my chosen method will not consume as much electricity, resulting in cost savings.

It all starts with a thick rope
The execution process begins with the use of a thick rope, symbolizing the impending demise via hanging.

Make a noose and I'm gone
By creating a noose and placing it around my neck, I will effectively end my life through hanging.

Stretch out my neck bone
As the weight pulls on my body, my neck bone stretches, causing extreme pain and suffocation.

Minutes left I think about my brother
In my final moments, I reflect on the existence of a brother, contemplating the bond we may have shared.

When we was young...
During our youth, there might have been memories or experiences that shaped our relationship.

Wait I don't have a brother
In a sudden realization, I recognize that the image of a brother in my mind is a fabrication, a figment of my imagination.

What the fuck?
Confusion and disbelief overwhelm me in this moment of revelation.

My minds in a tangle
My thoughts become entangled and muddled, making it difficult to distinguish reality from delusion.

I wish somebody was here that I could strangle
My despair and frustration intensify, yearning for someone to be present whom I could vent my anger by strangulation.

I keep waking up on the floor
I find myself repeatedly coming to consciousness on the cold, hard floor of my cell.

Cause I strangle myself but what the fuck for?
In a state of self-destructiveness, I attempt to strangle myself, but in hindsight, I question the purpose of such an act.

Haha starin at the cracks on the walls
My sanity continues to deteriorate as I am fixated on the cracks in the walls, finding amusement in this bleak situation.

Whistlin necks, fidgetin my balls
Engaging in peculiar behaviors, I whistle tunes and nervously fidget with my testicles, demonstrating my deteriorating mental state.

Kill me it'll still all be the same
I realize that even if I were to die, the world would carry on, indifferent to my existence.

Wicked clown juggalo phantom of the night train
As an individual aligned with the wicked clowns and part of the juggalo subculture, I am a mysterious and haunting figure, reminiscent of a ghostly presence on a nighttime train.

What if I drop, but don't die
In a hypothetical scenario, I ponder the possibility of surviving a fall that should result in death.

Tie weights to my legs
To ensure my demise, I consider affixing weights to my legs, increasing the likelihood of a fatal outcome.

And give it another try
If I were to cheat death once, I contemplate attempting suicide again in a desperate bid to escape my circumstances.

Still coming think of something, I speak
Even in the face of imminent death, I continue to search for a solution, vocalizing my thoughts in the hopes of inspiration.

I'm not feelin so hot let's go for it next week
Feeling physically and emotionally drained, I suggest delaying the execution to the following week.

Didn't work, I pulled down my collar
My previous plan fails, causing me to despondently tug at my collar in frustration.

At least they won't be hearin me holla
Although I am unable to find a way out, I take solace in knowing that I won't have to endure the pain and suffering much longer.

My neck shut
As my execution approaches, my throat closes up, rendering me silent and powerless.

A bit past 1:30 a.m. now
The time has progressed slightly past 1:30 a.m.

And the 3rd prisoner slowly makes his way
The third condemned inmate moves slowly toward the designated area.

To the designated spot on prison grounds
He is guided to the specific location within the prison where the execution will take place.

Where he will be executed by way of firing squad
The firing squad has been chosen as the method to end this prisoner's life.

I got seven bitches aiming at me
Seven individuals, each with deadly firearms, have taken aim at me.

My backs against the wall
Figuratively and literally, I am cornered and unable to escape my fate.

If I only had my strap then I could plug 'em all
If I possessed a firearm, I would retaliate and eliminate all seven of my assailants.

Watch 'em fall
I envision the scene where my attackers would be struck down and collapse.

But they got my ass tied up behind this wall
Unfortunately, my physical restraints prevent any counterattack or escape.

So the homies can't ride up
The presence of my friends and associates to come to my aid is rendered impossible due to my current situation.

Known killer in fact I killed the most
I have a notorious reputation as a murderer, having been responsible for numerous deaths.

At random though some of them I planned 'em
While some of my killings were meticulously planned, others were carried out impulsively and randomly.

Fuck it, I kicked your bucket for you, floor you
Without hesitation or remorse, I took the lives of my victims, unceremoniously causing their demise and bringing them crashing to the ground.

Got more guns if there's more of ya
If additional adversaries were to appear, I possess a surplus of firearms to eliminate them as well.

War with the cops no prob
Engaging in conflict with law enforcement presents no challenge or obstacle for me.

They shouldn't took the job
Had the police known the magnitude of the confrontation they would face, they may have reconsidered their choice of profession.

Blow holes through their heads like donuts
Metaphorically, I intend to fatally shoot the police officers, creating holes in their heads akin to the shape of donuts.

Grown-ups, kids and girls
Regardless of age or gender, anyone present at the scene will be subject to my violent actions.

Gather round and get gunned down
All those who congregate in my vicinity will become victims, succumbing to a barrage of gunfire.

I do it for the fun of it, adrenaline rush
The thrill and excitement derived from committing these acts of violence serve as my motivation.

Coked up quick to bust
Under the influence of cocaine, I am quick to resort to violence.

Plus I love my dust
My affinity for drugs, specifically PCP or angel dust, further intensifies my propensity for aggression and brutality.

Gun fun, watch the blood run son
Engaging in firearm-related activities brings me enjoyment, as I revel in the sight of blood flowing from my victims.

I'm on one, muthafuckas
I am in a heightened state of aggression, ready to inflict harm on any individuals who cross my path.

But check it this time I'll be the one dissected
However, the tables have turned, and this time, I will be the one subjected to dissection and examination.

I can't wait to feel the heat when lead and flesh meets
Anticipating the sensation of the scorching heat generated when bullets penetrate and collide with human flesh.

Bitter sweet baby, I been waiting for this
This moment, although accompanied by a mixture of pleasure and sorrow, has been eagerly awaited by me.

Go straight to hell kick it with the rest of my clique
Upon my demise, I anticipate joining my fellow comrades in hell, where we will continue to bond and socialize.

Fuck a blindfold I wanna look 'em deep in their eyes
Rejecting the customary blindfold, I desire to peer intently into the eyes of those who will take my life, revealing no fear or remorse.

So they can see the fool's face of a dog as he dies
I want them to witness the expression of defiance and pride worn by someone who faces death head-on, displaying the essence of a foolish and persistent animal until the very end.

Plus I wanna see the muthafuckas squeeze
In addition, I wish to observe the individuals carrying out the execution as they forcefully grip their firearms and apply pressure to the triggers.

I got a hot date with my soul mate
In my perspective, death is not an end but a reunion with my soul mate, someone with whom I will connect on a deeper level in the afterlife.

Bust I can't wait
Despite my eagerness, I must begrudgingly acknowledge that the appointed time for my death has not yet arrived.