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  • wykonawca: Q Strange
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All of my life ever since the beginning
   I wanted to fit in I tried but I didnt
   I went in, I'm losin they call me a loser
   A loner, a stoner, drug user, abuser
   A burn out, it turns out I just aint the same
   As these kids at my school, they so cool, I'm so lame
   Called names, and they tease me
   I wish they'd just leave alone but they dont and its so rough to be me
   Turn on the TV and all that I see
   Video's flashin that image at me
   Ya gotta be pretty, with money and perfect
   I'm poor and I'm ugly, my life just aint worth it
   I'm certainly destined to be a nobody
   No money, no nothin, no woman just fuck it
   Naw hold up a second I got an idea
   Got nothin to lose I got nothin to fear
   I could let my life fade away like nothin
   Or I could go out big and be known for somethin'
   Stay up all night and I plot and I plan
   Try not to wake up my sleepin' old man
   Sneak and I creep in his room while he's sleepin'
   Open the closet I see it I got it
   I'm grabbin' his gun and then some ammunition
   I bet they'll be wishin' that they stopped the dissin'
   Get up in the mornin' I'm loadin' the gun
   It'll be fun to watch them kids run
   Walk in the school and I'm shakin' and tremblin'
   I'm gettin' upset man I'd better forget it
  
   "Hey nice sneakers, where'd ya get them in the garbage?"
   "yeah whatever man"
   "Shut up loser"
  
   Naw fuck that, thats it, it's enough of this screamin'
   Its time to get even and I won't be defeated
   I seated in class waitin for the bell
   When it rings Ima go up and blast off these shells
   Look at these kids with they clothes and they cars
   And they fathers who let them live like movie stars
   Wit they sneakers that cost more than pops makes in two weeks
   I truley can't wait to go and start the shooting
   My teacher fuck 'em, don't like him a bit
   He said I would grow up not amount to shit
   And maybe he's right but that shit is still fucked up
   While these kids are mad rich, and bitches are stuck up
   Tony, the captain of the football team
   Can't wait to see him start runnin' and screamin'
   Britney his girl from the chearleading squad
   Ima blast and I'll piss on her bloody pom poms
   Minutes are ticking and ticking away
   Come on bell ring man I aint got all day
   Screw it I walk to the front of the class
   As the students and staff just look at me and laugh
   I grab the gun and I just take it out
   They see me and duck, some run and shout
   Cockin the glock and I start to just squeeze it
   Then somethin happened I couldn't believe it
   I just couldn't do it, I'm watchin'em scatter
   Standin' here frozen as if it don't matter
   Want to, and I just wanna buck
   But fuck, I cant even do it I'm stuck
   I'm truly a nothing a loser it's true
   I can't even do what I wanted to do
   I planned all for nothin' I can't take'em out
   I pointed the barrel right into my mouth

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