Bad History

Grew up as a bum heart of the slums
Social welfare destined asshole, hell yeah
Bullied in the streets bullied for my cheap gear
So broke even robbers showed sympathy, yeah
No allowance shoplifting drifting down the same
Raft like the rest of these brats that share my surname
Eating sweets while the living room is burning
Certified psychopath in time they'll be learning
Moved to a protectory of course that shit affected me
To the worse acting out that's when drugs attracted me
Cutting school acting a fool no sense in me
Catch me in the refectory busting rhymes
Hitting on the flyest bitches that be showing interest in me
Being an outlaw sure had its advantages
Dry-humped the hottest chick second base third base
All whilst still being bullied shit was boiling up under the surface
Well, guess what, motherfuckers you're in for a rude awakening
Threw a chair at a pupil for all these abusive years
I mean, how would you feel
After that, no more picking a fight with me
Quiet as a library for the life of me I can't recall that shit
But this is how it's been described to me for the record
It was defining, see doesn't matter if I remember
Long as people do oh yeah, and concerning that pupil
Today we share bad history...

This is my life boom, boom, arise
Yes, it's alive demoralized
Became brutalized ain't no surprise
Just look at my life

I let you have it shooting pellets at you Lelleks
How dare you to step to Maverick I'm the Top Gun
Far more than average there can be but one
Get into savage mode and fuck your plus one
Give a fuck if that bitch's your momma growing fond of
The idea of being a father psych nothing of the kind
'Cause, I know just how fucked up I am in the head
The monster inside has to be fed all the time
Otherwise, I'm... fucking losing it
Ain't no soothing it once the fuse is lit
'bout a half inch advertise, turn into a mad man
Completely taken by surprise the fuck is happening?
It might be a long shot, but
Maybe it has something to do with my upbringing
The constant harassment, these dumb twats be mudslinging
Swear to God, one more goddamn word and I end up swinging
Just a normal day for me at the brink of insanity
Management banished me these motherfuckers 'll never be
Half the man I plan to be granted nor me but
On these grounds these clowns better not talk down to me
'Cause when I dig up the hatchet you'll find it hard to match it
The fury, the anger relentless in every respect, as if
I made a habit of that shit meet me again in a decade
And I promise we'll share bad history...

This is my life boom, boom, arise
Yes, it's alive demoralized
Became brutalized ain't no surprise
Just look at my life