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D-12

Revelation

  rap  hip hop  hip-hop  gangsta rap  gangstarap
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Текст песни D-12 - Revelation

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[Chorus]I don`t wanna go to school.. I don`t need no educationI don`t wanna be like you.. I don`t wanna save the nation (daddy no!)I just wanna live my life.. everyday a celebrationOne day I`ma leave this world.. I`m waitin for the revelation[Bizarre]I wanna kill myself! I`m still debatinIn front of a baptist church, masturbatinPrayin to Satan - think I`m crazy cause I smoke crackLive on B with the mac in a two family flat (fuck it)Tired of gettin hit in the face with a broomMy moms on her period, my dad`s in my room (Daddy no!)I got ten rocks and I need to get outI sold them in five minutes, at my own damn house (Moms smoke crack)My poor grandmother, God bless her soulThe bitch got AIDS (aww) she just waitin to die of a cold (hahaha)There`s three things that keep me from bein a NaziI`m black, a fag, and my dad`s Liberace[Kon Artis]No matter how bad the beatin, I went to school cheatinMy dad whooped my ass at a PTA meetinStick with school I had to have nuts just to do itGot bored and became truantWhen I had the gall to go I just couldn`t do itI was lured into corners by the peer pressure shitHow would you feel if you was held by the tip of a barrelGettin threatened to get your skin ripped to bone marrowBet suburban kids never got rushed for their apparellike me, outcast, last in classFirst to leave, when the teacher called on meBest believe I had somethin up my sleeve[Eminem]I`ve been praised and labelled as crazedMy mother was unable to raise me, full of crazy rageAn angry teenager, nothin can change me backGangsta rap made me act like a maniacI was boostin, so influenced by music I used itas an excuse to do shit, ooh I was stupidNo one can tell me nothin hip-hop overwhelmed meto the point where it had me in a whole `nother realmIt was like isolatin myself was healthyIt felt like we was on welfare but wealthyCompelled me to excel when school it failed meExpelled me and when the principal would tell meI was nothin, and I wouldn`t amount to shitI made my first million and counted itNow look at, a fuckin drop-out that quitsStupid as shit, rich as fuck, and proud of itThat`s why[Chorus][Swifty McVay]I was raised with a rifle and maskSteadily beatin my psychiatrist ass just for askin about my past(bitch) I was never on that punk shit; fuckin aroundcan get yo` belove abducted, smothered in blood quickYou couldn`t pay Swift to give a fuckWas crazy like my father, it musta been poison in that nigga`s nutFar as probation, fuck peein in cupsI violate at any time, let `em see the bluntI grew up steadily masturbatin inside of cellsYoung as hell, havin conversations with myselfYou could tell I wasn`t lenient, a disobedientLynched and slapped teachers, bitch I`m not readin itYou don`t know what dawgs go through, a little niggaSippin liquor with my old dude, what the fuck you gon` do?I`m quick to curse you, I told my mother that I`ma hurt youif you ever again mention a curfew[Kuniva]Look, my family ignored me and I don`t like thatThey don`t even listen when I tell them I`ll be right back(Yeah whatever) This nice beautiful house ma, it don`t mean shitCause you know daddy`s a drunk and he don`t clean shitAnd yesterday he hit me like a grown fuckin manI couldn`t stand up to him, I just ducked and ranI`m sick of this, I wish on Christmasthat I can get a loaded four-fifth and put a fuckin end to this(Fuck it) I got no friends and I can`t get a bitchOnly thing I have is dirty magazines and sticky fingertipsNothin to smile about, I`m about to lose my mindGot me an automatic nine, now I`m ballin out[Proof]Wait `til school`s over, pu-pil are people to shoot throughKids goin cuckoo, with a two-twoSince my friend is this new dude, in this high schoolLosin his noodle learn that people don`t like youThe football jocks is, spittin on himPopular kids in school is now pickin on himBurn out youngsta niggaz now hittin on himAnd his teacher in his english class keep flippin on himAnd now he`s grounded with no allowancesfor drinkin forty ounces, cause he was caught by his counselorsAnd why the fuck I gotta ride the bench coach?Already got expelled for wearin a trenchcoatAll I ever seen is.. {violence, violence}Told me to keep silent, stop battin my eyelidsIt`s apparent that my parents weren`t parents at allThat`s why I blew out my brains and murdered you all[Chorus]

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