Remorse for what?
You people have done everything in the world to me.
Doesn't that give me equal right?
I can do anything I want to you people
Anytime I want to.
Because that's what youve done to me.

CHORUS:
Class time horror
School room slaughter
Suburban r

VERSE 1
Somebody tell me what's the deal
Yo does anybody know who's keepin it real?
I just love it,
Other motherfuckers talk shit
But you know they'll never stand above it
Madd Maxxx got murderous tracks
I'll swing an axe at your back
Till your chest collapse

"You know it's a really hard thing trynna have friends in this world. I aint even really got that many. It's probably cause I'm so fucked up in the head nobody wants to stay around that long. That's okay though, people that matter are still around, that's what's good. I don't know it was like I

"You know, I've met a lot of people in the short time that I've been alive. And it feels like everybody's worrying about all this insignificant bullshit. Worried about what clothes they wear, what CD they're listenin to, or how much money they have or what car they drive or what neighborhood the

(Put your lighters up)
Let's go!
I don't think motherfucker understand exactly how serious this shit is for me. For real though, this is more than rhymes, this is more than a beat, this is more than a fucking... hobby, a career, this is my life bro.

Everyone around is so phony it's

Chorus:
This is one step closer to doom
Everybody killing everybody in the classroom
No logic the shots are constant
Nobody but the cops know who can stop it
Nobody gets spared of the slaughter
Mothers and fathers, sons and daughters
So put a bullet into your best fri