Lyrics High School - Razakel

High School

Bang bang bang
Bang bang bang
Bang bang bang
Bang bang bang
These obsessions won’t stop
In my head, deep inside of me
Visions of death written down in my diary
They say «Freak», but I don’t give a fuck though
I’m heavily armed and I’m ready to explode
Everyone the terror that’s coming
Columbine and gunnin'
Pumped up, kids start runnin'
My spits bullets, actions so heinous
gunshots from my hotel room in Las Vegas
like a rape victim, traumatized
Call me an abortion, 'cause I’m dead inside
I kill these punk-ass bitches,
What other wicked bitch can bring these kinda words to life?
Tell m
All I’m tryna do is beat my high score
Killstreak, winning th battle, winning the war
All I’m tryna do is beat my high score
Nothing but left on the floor
I see right through you, you do not see me
You label me different, but all
Because all of you are the same
Trenchcoats, shotguns, pipebombs
911 can’t help, I’m heavily armed
It’s like I’m shooting up a high school
(Bang, bang, bang)
Like I’m shooting up a high school
(Bang, bang, bang)
«And those two girls sitting next to you, they probably want you to shut the
*beep* up, too!
Jesus!
Rachel and Jen.
and.
whatever.»
«I don’t like you, Rachel *beep* and Jen, you’re stuck up little *beep*,
you’re *beep* little… Christian, Godly little whores!»
«Yeah.
„I love Jesus!
I love Jesus!“ Shut the *beep* up!»
«What would Jesus do?
What the *beep* would I do.?»
«I would shoot you in the *beep* head!
Go Romans!
Thank God they *beep* that
ass*beep*.»
Shootin' at a girl’s body
Hairpin trigger, shit
Pistol-psycho do it
Motherfucker, bust som bigger shit
Never been the type to get a on a
Always been the type to shoot a with a vest on
Bang, bang, bang
My gun jammed with a spoon
Snuck up at their house, dad’s sleepin' in the living room
'Bout to run the halls like a motherfucker playin' Doom
Callin' out my shots like a motherfucker playin'
I’m tryin' tell 'em I ain’t taking no more bullshit
Mario, Luigi from the bullets
Looking like a hall from
Me and Raz forever, strapped together cool kids
I hear the cops radio, so I know they gettin' close
Let’s do this, yellin' please in apologetic tones
shit goes
Gun to my head, pussy, you can’t arrest a fucking ghost rah
I see right through you, you do not see me
You label me different, but all
Because all of you are the same
Trenchcoats, shotguns, pipebombs
911 can’t help, I’m heavily armed
It’s like I’m shooting up a high school
(Bang, bang, bang)
Like I’m shooting up a high school
(Bang, bang, bang)
One by one
One by one
They all fall down
One by one
One by one
They all fall down
One by one
One by one
They all fall down
One by one
One by one
They all fall down
I see right through you, you do not see me
You label me different, but all
You all are the same