Lyrics

Looking like a heater eater, Meaning I'll feed you the 9mm, Watch the bullet exit out of your skull, Homie you don't know, what's about to come your way. You can call it the end of days, Cause it's gunna be filled with pain, Filled with torture, make sure you wish your mother would of abort ya, in the mortuary, is where your soul will carry, all sins and existence, the the end since, you played with fire, I admire, your ambition to win, But you chose to fuck with the wrong man, and now your 6 feet under, and if there is an afterlife Your mind can wonder, what woulda happen, if you coulda avoided the pride, and than, you would live to say you survived, But this is life, ain't no rewind, just payment and price...
Now...
Let me give you a look into the mind, of an unbalanced crazy dude, tryna buy time, I know I'm far from sane, If they measured my brain, I'd be in a padded cell wrapped with chains, I was raised to be, independent, don't talk shit unless you can stand your ground and handle it, I never backed out of a fight, and I got the scars to prove it, I'm that quiet kid in the back of class, beware, one day I might just lose it... 
Dodododododo
Columbine...

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