You get ahold of a turn table and start Scratching vinyl

There is a rap group of humans jamming a few blocks from where you live. You and a friend one day break into the place while everyone's out. You steal a turn table and some records and you take it home to start D J'ing. The bad part of it is somebody eye witnessed what you did and reported back to the rappers. They roll by in they're car and do a drive by, one of the bullets actually rips your head open spilling your brains on the turn table.

The End