American History X

Burning dollar bills He coulda bought extensions Put your finger down bitch this hash needs my attention Fuck my eyes, they're seeing shit I no ain't never happened The TV's screaming at me, fuck my ex for satisfaction I keep my gun loaded, call that shit a 45 That boy he ran from 12 you might just call it suicide Doors open that bitch can fit the fucking crew Might just go and rob a Wendy's cause ginger bitches need loving too Why isn't my dad on the right track? Why don't my mom just fight back? Curb stomp a fuckin bitch Until he's screaming for dad Why do I wait on plugs? Why does my family hate bloods? Curb stomp a fuckin bitch Until that fucker won't wake - up Robbing cashiers at night, yea, you could call me heartless Leave them the fuckers dead in the back, yea, that's how it started Fucked, in the car, cause my nightmares never sleep I got burns, on my wrist, compliments, of yours fucking truly I think I'm be better off dead, but that's not what the news says They say "If they ain't none of us, there won't be none of them drugs" And I need them so I can sleep, in my room on my floor I can't breathe I think this weed might laced, the glock is aimed at my brain Why isn't my dad on the right track? Why don't my mom just fight back? Curb stomp a fuckin bitch Yea, You shouldn't have talked bad Why do I wait on plugs? Why does my family hate bloods? Curb stomp a fuckin bitch Until that fucker won't wake - up I'm driving I'm shooting I'm feeling tendencies To end it all for me, to end it all on me These fucking percs have me faded at the stop sign Fuck my family and my bitch I'm going Columbine