| It was a regular day in junior high for Chris
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| Same «Hey faggot!"same «Watch out bitch!»
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| Same older kids who treated him like shit
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| Just because he liked computers and he talked with a lisp (Hey Chrisss!)
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| They embarrassed him in all ways, Lunch room, Gym class, Bathroom, Hallways,
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| All day
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| Sometimes it made him wanna die
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| The fullest of the bullies was this one guy named Jimmy!
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| A trouble makin' popular kid, who humiliated Chris every chance he could get
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| And this year Chris skipped ahead two grades in math
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| To ones delight and ones fright, they’re in the same class
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| Chris went to piss with the bathroom pass, Jimmy took his inhaler out of his
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| bookbag
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| Later in gym he had an asthma attack, when he saw him in the ambulance Jimmy
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| just laughed
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| It escalated like stairs that move, until Jimmy decided that he was too cool
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| for school
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| Years later he was doin' coke off the floor again, when Chris graduated as the
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| Valedictorian
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| He was yawnin' as he came around the corner
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| Mumbled talkin', lookin' like a speed walker sorta
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| Bags under his eyes, days since he slept
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| Sweat on his brow made his face all wet
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| His wild eyes fixed on CVS
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| As he pulled his bandanna up off of his neck
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| Adjusted something in his over sized shortst, fiddled with it as he walked up
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| to the door of the store
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| It was Jimmy!
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| Came here to rob this shit, he had done it a couple times and safely split
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| His arm swung pale, you could see his arteries, vile as he’s walkin' down the
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| aisle toward the pharmacy
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| He surveyed the scene, only one dude in line as far as he could see
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| So, He grabbed that pistol by the handle part of it
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| And demanded Oxycontin as he pointed at the pharmacist
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| Who quickly obliged, handed over every pill they had on the other side
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| A pocket full of oxys as he went to bail, but the next thing he remembers is
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| waking up in jail
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| (The fuck just happened?)
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| Our homie Chris had a flight that night to Japan
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| After one interview they said he was their man
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| He’d be rich within the year, so say «konichiwa"to the head systems engineer
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| But he’s still an asthmatic, so hes at the pharmacy stocking up for his travels
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| Waitin' in line, he’s the only one, and then he sees some dude with a gun
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| Its fuckin' Jimmy!
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| That same bully from school, who had called him a fag and kicked him in the
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| jewels, what a fool
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| Retribution would be great, cause Chris was in shape, drinkin' protein shakes
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| He’d been in the gym through college, while Jimmy graduated under Oxycontin
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| So when Jimmy turned around and started walkin'
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| Chris took a decisive step toward him there was nothing that could stop him
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| He scissor-kicked him in the side of the noggin
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| On some MMA shit, and it instantly dropped him
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| Minutes later in came the cops, Chris smirked as the clerk got the blood all
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| mopped |