[Intro] I know Im back, in the south Heard that smack, word of mouth Ha ha, haha, ha ha, haha Drop! [Hook] I know Im back, in the south Heard that smack, word of mouth Ha ha, haha, ha ha, haha They gunning on you like rah! rah! rah! Keep gunning on you like rah! rah! rah! [Verse 1] I grew up in a town where some people got dreams Some people got big and those people got green And some would never make it, now aint that about a bitch? Cause your life becomes a lie, when you rap about it rich And now everybodys joking Because they think theyve seen it before The kid with the meanest of flows Came back cleaning the floors And some lazy little shit smears never switch gears So Im speeding past these super seniors in their sixth year Im a new breed, conscious and aware of a lot Creativity unstoppable, imperative now No business or science, I aint tryna take the safe route Riding down the road less traveled, see how it play out Some say that Im foolish, others say Im clueless Im not the first to do this, Mohamed Sanu did I hate I didnt know him when I see him in his place now Hope you feel that tenfold when Im on my way out So what the fuck you gon say now? [Hook] I know Im back, in the south Heard that smack, word of mouth Ha ha, haha, ha ha, haha They gunning on you like rah! rah! rah! Keep gunning on you like rah! rah! rah! Everybody gunning, rah! rah! rah! Go and hit your bomb shelters fore they drop! drop! drop! [Bridge] They gunning on you rah! rah! rah! Keep gunning on you like rah! rah! rah! Everybody gunning, rah! rah! rah! Go and hit your bomb shelters fore they drop! drop! drop! [Verse 2] In suburban America, source of all the hysteria Not one of the teachers know, and neither of the parents are Aware, do they even care of the burdens bared? Hurting their childs brain cells, puffing the pressure out into the air Weed smelling like teen spirit, no wonder why we fear it Falling further into it the more they keep near it Come to the party and well all be relaxing Now come and take a drag of this bong that we passing We need muscle relaxers after all these fucking disasters Almost trashed by some lame ass bastard This dude needs a pastor, I heard he couldnt take it no more So this morning, when he burst through the door, he said I rolled out into Trenton, found a Colt 1911 Then he pressed it in the presence of the freshman who just got here He let them go, its the seniors he wants shot dead And everybody says its cause he was a pot head Or I heard from homie, he got issues home with mom and dad Not realizing in this school he never got a chance He went to prom alone, embarrassed, never got to dance Group projects, no one want him, never got a glance Found a guy who sold pot, copping all the strains Cause it got him in a gang, plus its stopping all the pain Hes always heartbroken so hes numbing his chest But in the long term, it made him dumb and depressed And when he went home, he noticed nothing was left Cause his parents both bugging, they told him dont fucking Come in this house, we aint gonna raise no stoner So he walked the streets living as a fulltime loner Money ran out, and dealers never hand out blunts Now hes grabbing at this girl that he asked out once She rejected, now shes screaming you need some help He said dont you try to fucking blame no one but yourself Everybody, get out now or youre gonna die Except for this one, dont try to save her now cause shes mine So he waited until after everyone evacuated to the rafters And spoke to that girl his last words I was never accepted, now its making me sick So if I die, youre coming with me, cause you started this shit Then he gave her a kiss, touched temples together Said fuck mental disease and gave that metal a squeeze
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