Lyrics:

[Myzery]You caught me!But you'll never hand me over to Myzery!You have to kill me first!Violent JAhem, we are gathered here today to mourn the lossOf a punk ass motherf**kerWho thought he was the shitTurns out, he was the shit, a piece of shitYou see, this young hoolagin wasn't afraid to dieSo he put his life on the lineto gain respect in his neighboor hoodWell the only respect he gets nowIs from the maggots and worms that are snacking on his dead ass.(Chorus x4)Life is over, death devourTime has come for witching hour[Violent J]Time for your family to dress up in blackTime for your coffin to ride in the backTime for your enemies to laugh at your deathTime for the vultures to pick at what's leftTime for your homeboy to find a new cliqueTime for your girlfriend to suck a new dickTime for your brothers to fight over your carTime for the world to forget who the f**k you are[120 over 40 and falling fast...I can't I can't get any vitals, I'm losing him, shit!][Myzery]Close your eyes, hold your breath, release the stresslet it out there's nothing left cause you're facing deathIf you see God, send my blessings if he's up thereAnd tell that man how you spent your life hereBust around the street, deisel smoke from the heatAnd you're feeling weak, cause the lead got you going to sleepIt's getting deep, know your peeps? They gone f**k your freakIn between the sheets in they face they drop the leaky leakYou hear some sirens, think about who was firingSee your partner blurry from the spark of the ironHolding on to faith, wanna survive to retaliateHere comes the creaper, it's Grim Reaper at your door awaitsCan you feel it? Pumping on your inner spirit,Got you screaming out for Mommy DearestYou wanna live, keep on twitching, bluff spittingTime ticking it's the hour for the witching[Shaggy 2 Dope][Quit crying like a bitch, and die like a man, motherf**ker!](Chorus x4)[Violent J]Time for you to lay dead while everybody stares[Witching Hour lyrics on http://www.elyricsworld.com]Time for the Revrend to front like he caresTime for your body to rot in your tombTime for your sister to finally get your roomTime for your picture to fade on the wallTime for your crew to hang out at the mallTime for your boys to beat hoes and kick bassWhile you sit in the dark, with maggots crawling on your face[Put 50 more cc's in that IV and start CPR... I'm still not getting anything][Myzery]Bitches are backstabbers, or your inner friend bank grabbersReaching out just to get fatterThoughts of your soon-to-be wife and yo phat rideShe's in the back seat, catching it from the backsideYou wish you had some rum, feeling numbWhere the noise at? Losing it, where my boys at?Hallucinate seeing caskets, your son a soon to be bastardCause you slipped and got blastedVisualize in your good times,Ambulance 59 minutes later, now you're on a respiratorGet on this shit, you're losin consciousnessThe man flashing, in your phat ride crashingUnhappy family and it's costin black rosesBeer on the concrete, worms in your coffinThat's all you get, a lost soul on the tripTimes up, clock ticked, hour to be witched[Shaggy 2 Dope][Looking at my gucci, it's about that time, motherf**ker](Chorus x4)[Violent J]Time to sit and cry about the fact that you're goneTime to say f**k it, Nitro is onTime for your people to clean out your placeTime for you love to go through your tape caseTime for your mother to feel a little stressTime for you step-dad to give a f**k lessTime for the world to keep spinning aroundEven with you dead in the ground, motherf**ker!Time for your family to dress up in blackTime for your coffin to ride in the backTime for your enemies to laugh at your deathTime for the vultures to pick at what's leftTime for your homeboy to find a new cliqueTime for your girlfriend to suck a new dickTime for your brothers to fight over your carTime for the world to forget who the f**k you are(After song ends)[Myzery]Shit is on(Speaks in spanish)