Gatti-Vision - Klebold Blues lyrics

rate me

I wake up in the morning at a quarter to 6AM I know what fun awaits for me and them, ahem Itll be the same old drama that I see everyday Though this time, things will be different, I say, I stand a Lone on the top of the world looking round and round No ones there, but the sounds that I hear in the air They reappear every year Sounds of laughter, cries, tears, and fears, even Standing at the top of this sphere, I will still say, after All these years, after all of these days Did anything change? No, its the same old Drama, everyday Freaks will be freaks, they pick on the weak Though the freaks arent those with the rainbow streaks In their hair, no no no no, not at all The freaks are the bitches that you see at the mall Where they gossip and shop, these freaks are the sluts who Only take johns that are Aryan and tall Come home from the mall, and then they watch the OC Its drama passing as reality, I am so Horny, I wanna fuck the guy on the OC Whos an outcast in society Though like, Oh my God!, when a weirdo comes my way Ill brand him a stalker, then Ill shoo him away Though hey, Mr. Weirdos got so many problems But what can I say?, Seth Cothens got problems, and I would Fuck him today, whaddya say? Call me a hypocrite, hey hey hey hey hey hey I WATCH THE SAME PLAY EVERYDAY BUT, OH THE PRICE THEY'LL HAVE TO PAY... Hey punk! Dont think you escaped my critiques In fact, youre just as bad as those freaks I mentioned above, you say Love the dove, End the war, but kill the conformist! Anarchy! Yay! Youre a prep, youre gay! Fuck President Bush I say, I love Che Even though I have no clue who he is I dress all in black because I am in misery A proud non-con is what I am Along with all of my non-con friends They dress in black and hate Bush as well Oh thats swell!, we also rebel against Right-wing media, rap, MTV, Hey look, Green Days on, saying Fuck Bush! just like me! A non-con stands for nothing at all Anti-church, anti-state, anti-big, anti-small Im a sub-urban whiteboy, I am so poor! I live in a home that is not worth more than 2 million Everyday I chill like a villain In my brand-new Mustang, look at that thang! And when I cruise in my ride, my speakers blare rap To the mall, and buy all of this FUBU crap For my feet, I got Tims, on my head, twist my cap To show everyone I am poor and black On the inside, even though Ive never been outside Of this bubble-town, so Im goin down To the ghetto, the land of Tupac and Nas I get a hard-on when Ems on, I know its because Im lovin this scene, Its ON you see! Drugs! Guns! Hos! Parties! Makin money! Perhaps an African-American family Can adopt me, I think thats the way it should be Athletes, athletes, elites, elites, are the Athletes, girls and guys, jocks, jockettes, whatever They can fly on the field, on the track Here there and everywhere, there and back Black and blue, is it true that they cant eat Risk defeat if they eat sweets before they compete So instead they break bread in a basement with weed And drink beer while the cheerleaders tend to their needs Hunky hulks if you ask me, I rule over sleaze In the sea of humanity, I do as I please, Just a shot in the ass and this weight is a breeze I come home, chug a beer, Becky get on your knees! In this age, all the rage is the roids, and the boys Look like toys, oh what poise!, after taking these roids Freaky girls making noise cause they want to enjoy Aryan boys, sexy toys, hoy ahoy hoy ahoy I be a pirate sailing this sleazy sea Of humanity, heeheehee, I deal with elites They claimed they shouldnt be in this sea with the sleaze But I disagree, now their balls look like peas And they cant even swim cause they got two bad knees They scream, Please let me onboard!, but I letem freeze Pseudo-intellectuals taking APs Liberal students who cant take high Bs, mostly Jewish or Asian: Indian, Chinese Arab, Korean, Vietnamese, sorry Did I offend you?, then crucify me Use superior logic and force me to flee To the hills, writing rhymes you find so un-PC As you march with the band and you learn chemistry You are mentally ill, please do not talk to me You will ruin my dream of Yale University Republican swine, simple mind, unlike me because I can create my own reality from what I See on TV and I read in the library Gotta study for that SAT, cause if I Get a B, I will cry, stick a needle in my eye Let it bleed until I die, all the others wonder why I study so hard, why I try and freak out like Im gonna die Because Im better than the pack!, Im back on track!, I put this crap back back backinmy Back pack, tick tack, clickety clack, goes the train Back on the fast track to Harvard, dont you Talk back, dumb sack, I look down on you Cause I am a scholar and youre just a foo Ill go to an Ivy League University And get my degree to improve my reality Youre probably wondering why I say That everything will be different today Youve witnessed Round 1, Ive fired the gun And youll know the truth by the time I am done When I came to this school, I was a fool I tried to be cool, but I drowned in the pool I was washed up, left for dead, chopped in pieces, foamed and bled Re-emerged, rose from bed, gathered strength and forged ahead (with whispers of hes Krimpy, hes Krimpy, hes Krimpy) I still hear the laughter, the cries, the tears Alone I stand here and I cover my ears My fellow classmates, hear me clear, I havent Asked for acceptance once in all of these years I fell for the sluts and the bitches and hoes They called me a stalker, instead they chose The Aryan males who drank and smoked grass And look, they got raped in they stupid ass! I was cast as a fatass, my dreams faded fast Heres a blast from my past, a pain in your ass! I hate your ass, Ill rip your ass apart, eat your heart Destroy this whole class, wont give no one a pass Cause you propelled me here, in our final year My lines of rhyme have instilled fear In the hearts and minds of many peers While others cheer my pioneer-ing (with background vocals Krimpys just a man") Ideas, captured in these lines of ink Telling others of what I think Of how I was pushed to the brink Of giving up, to slowly sink You looked down on me? Now I look down on you! You tried to take everything from me, who knew That in a couple of years, Id earn it back, plus change Now Im rescuing all those youve labeled as strange I am coming down now!, like I always say Same drama, same BULLSHIT, everyday!