| Rip my heart up through my chest
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| Rip the veins up out my flesh
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| Put the dope in the wood
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| Couldn't flow if you could
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| Still thinking that you the best
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| You say you got them fans, but at your show they just stand
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| You say you got them bands, but you still living with your dad
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| Young Dylan Klebold
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| Verse full of keynotes
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| Bombs in the Lunchroom, teenage freak show
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| I ain't loading guns, I'm rolling up some blunts
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| I got life up in my glass, I got death up in my lungs
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| What, wait...
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| I hurt everyone
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| I don't deserve anyone
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| I will let you down
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| In the end, I'll let you down |