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its called......"going home"
overflowing with tension in a state of depression/ cuz of all this agression from all these days of oppression/from past to present, all i felt was stress and pain/ they say life's a blessin but mine was in vain/ its like the whole fuckin world is testin me mayne(man)/ thats why i got the glock pressed up against my brain/ if i blow my head off will it make me more or less insane? it doesnt really matter cuz its all the same/ no one understands me no one noticed my pain/ but they gunna notice soon when they see the blood stains/ and my body on the floor with a note in my hand/ spattered with blood, and this is wut it said....
HOOK
aint nobody got my back cuz im truly alone/aint nobody give a fuck, cuz im truly alone/ aint nobody wanna talk cuz im truly alone/ now i gotta face my glock cuz im truly alone/ jot a note to the cops sayin that im going home/ put a gun to my glock cuz i wanna go home/ the world heard a gunshot, now im going home....damn i cant believe that im going home...
verse 2:
i had not one friend i didnt have no boys/a social outcast, nobody heard my voice/ i was just a poor kid, i didnt have no choice/ i sat by myself and watched them play with they toys/ i didnt give a fuck,i just dug in the dirt/ i played with stick and rocks and got mud on my shirt/ and when i walked up in class no one gave a shit/ we didnt care wut you wore, we wuz just lil kids/ then came jr. high a whole new world fell upon me/ it was all about money, if you aint had none you was funny/ and scrubby, on top of that i was chubby/ i couldnt go a day without sum one makin fun of me/and thats when i became the way i am today/ thoughts of suicide lingered in my mind everyday/then eventually i became a rebel/ no one could touch me, i was on a whole new level/ i started smokin the herb to let my rage unwind/ i was like a bird flyin to a higher state of mind/ but when i came down i crash landed in a dump/ back to the same manic depressive in a slump/first day of sr. high its like my life was never meant to be/ i knew this was gunna be nuthin like elementary/its like everybody has a fuckin fear of me/ cuz they dont take the time to see the real me/ in the halls, everybody stays clear of me/ thats when i took suicide seriously/ cuz.....
HOOK
verse 3:
you know wut? my life is too much pain to take/ i got my gun im bouts to blow my brains away/through the back of my skull i feel my body fall/ i try to crawl but there aint no fuckin feelin in my arms at all/ i feel the fluids leakin out the back of head/ i feel the yearn for a cigarette but cant move my hands/ to grab my pack ,all i see is black/ death alas, short of breath, i cant believe it all happened so fast/ my last glimpse of like i saw the blood on the wall/ a crimson picture of death, it got me all enthralled/ its too late to save me now, cuz im fallin away/it aint no turning back for me, i hear them callin my name/ and at that very moment all my pain had released/ i was on cloud nine i felt subliminal peace/ i was one with myself for the first time,goodbye/ im going home everybody, please dont cry......
HOOK
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