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