Some of the lyrics from "Pass Me By" by ICP.
"Does this excite you? Think about it! Does it not stagger the
imagination? No builder on earth can concieve any structure to
compare to the mansions above. Won't that be something when you go
to live in your own mansion? There'll be no concern about paying for it
it's already taken care of. There'll be no worry about veing moved out
of it. It will be yours forever."
[Shaggy 2 Dope]
I got shot ah!, the murder was heinous
The bullet went in my eyeball and out my ****
And I was hit, that was it, on the spot
Flash, I woke up in a parking lot
And I'm sittin in a '64 Reinkeys
With Shaggy Dope written on the car keys
I look around I can't believe that it's possible
I'm dead, and I made it to the carnival
I walk in, it's everything I dreamed of
Everybody and they momma got clown luv
Japanese, Lebanese, and Chinese,
Portuguese, and southwest ghetto g's. (woowoo)
Hangin' out with redneck truck drivers
Instead of always givin' each other piledrivers
I see my old homey, he died in a drag
Chillin with two b****s, "What up, Shaggs?"
And he passed me a blunt like a tree trunk
I tried to hit it, but couldn't even f*** with it
And to think, I always been afraid to die
But I ain't never goin back to wonder why.
[Chorus (2x)]
We all gonna die, but I'm not gonna fry
Even though most never try
I'm not gonna let this pass me bye, no
[Violent J]
I was born, first, they threw me in a s**t pile
I dealt with it, and lived there for a while
I got dissed on, ****ed on, and beat down
Mutilated, and tossed out a dead clown
Next thing ya know, I'm chillin' at the big top
Free money, and mad b*****s non-stop
No water, it's Faygo on tap
I wash my hair, and my face, and my butt-c***k with it
Cuz I can, cuz I'm phat paid
I got a five story funhouse with a maid
And she walks around with her ****** hanging out
And when I cough, she come and dust my b****s off (woowoo)
I'm headed up to the show, I'm gonna see
Jimi Hendrix, Selena, and Eazy E
Elvis tried to open up but got dissed off
We got ****ed off, because he sounded like butt
There's no fights, it's a perfect match
Hillbillies in the crowd tryin' to cabbage patch
And to think, I've always been afraid to die
But I ain't never goin back to wonder why.
[Chorus (2x)]
[Violent J]
Did ya ever burn your finger on somethin? hey
Well picture this, your n**s burnin that way
And a roman candle stickin' in your b**thole
That's where the greedy harlot motherf***ers go
[Shaggy 2 Dope]
This is all hell now, we livin' in it
But this bulls**t'll be over in a minute
Then it's off to the Faygos and neden h**s
New clothes, and patent leather for your toes (woo-woo)
[Violent J]
And while you sit around cryin' for your dead friend
He's chillin' up there, paid, getting mad ends
He's probably there tryin to figure out why you're sad
He's on the beach gettin' fat, you got it bad
[Shaggy 2 Dope]
And for those who ain't down for the next man
Who rob from the poor, and snatch all ya can
And any chicken talkin' s**t, lemme tell ya something
Hold a lighter to your b***s, and you'll see what's coming
[Chorus (2x)]
"Does this excite you? Think about it! Does it not stagger the
imagination? No builder on earth can concieve any structure to compare
to the mansions above. Won't that be something when you go to live
in your own mansion? There'll be no concern about paying for it,
it's already taken care of. There'll be no worry about veing moved out
of it. It will be yours forever."
[Chorus (10x)]
Out of any religious song I have ever heard (and make no mistake, this is a religious song), this one has probably done more for me than any of them combined. See my religion icon? It used to be agnostic. It still mostly is. But this song is the song that gave me that little bump over into deism. I don't know why, but this song gave me a feeling of maybe, just maybe, there is a higher power of some sort. And maybe there's something beyond this life.
I cried the first time I heard this song. I had just lost my best friend, and one particular verse choked me up... I had to pull over (was driving at the time).
"And while you sit around cryin' for your dead friend
He's chillin' up there, paid, getting mad ends
He's probably there tryin to figure out why you're sad
He's on the beach gettin' fat, you got it bad"
My eyes still get hot listening to that verse....