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ABK (Anybody Killa)

Laugh At You

 

Laugh At You

(album: Dirty History - 2004)


A mind is a terrible thing to waste
High school reunion wouldn't show my face
I was always looked at a little different
And I got blamed for everything,
even if I ain't do the shit
It was hectic, a total fucking nightmare
A room full of preps, and one thug with braided hair
Running through the halls screaming "Fuck all ya'll!"
Brass knuckle punch jacking all jock's jaws
Insane in the cranium, people always staring
Pointing at me, laughing close enough
so I can hear 'em
Until the day that I got my revenge
When they found one student stabbed to death with a pen
Whole school going through some emotional stress
Gotta half day off cause of that bullshit
Let me take another victim see if I can get a whole day
Remember that bitch Lisa?
They just found her in the hallway
I ain't playing no more, stop laughing
'Cause all that chit-chatting as got this killa cracking
Teacher's pet, bullethole in ya chest
Whole football team damn near layed to rest
Half the students missing, and no one knows shit
They haven't got a clue that it was all me, bitch
Higher education learn a little something ya'self
Who's next to be got, not too many left
I'm so glad this year's almost over
And maybe next year, before they laugh,
they'll look over the shoulder
New students coming in, I'mma still be in the same grade
Murder after murder all the way until I graduate
Crazy killa, crazy killa's what they call me
No evidence, but I'm still the number one suspect
Never once was invited to a party
And if I ever was, all I'd do is bring bloodshed

[Chorus 2x]
They don't like me
They don't want me
Ever since I got here
They treated me strange
They got me going crazy
Ain't nobody feeling my pain

Shed no more tears
So many years, my head's been clear
But now I understand
to make all those around fear

[Repeat 25x until end, through all the chaotic sounds]
They're all gonna laugh at you!

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