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Tytuł: Revelation

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[Chorus]
  I don't wanna go to school.. I don't need no education
  I don't wanna be like you.. I don't wanna save the nation
  I just wanna live my life.. everyday a celebration
  One day I'ma leave this world.. I'm waitin for the revelation
  
  [Bizarre]
  I wanna kill myself! I'm still debatin
  In front of a baptist church, masturbatin
  Prayin to Satan - think I'm crazy cause I smoke crack
  live on (?) in a two-family flat? (Fuck it)
  Tired of gettin hit in the face with a broom
  My moms on her period, my dad's in my room (Daddy no!)
  I got ten rocks and I need to get out
  I told him in five minutes, out my own damn mouth (Moms smoke crack)
  My poor grandmother, God bless her soul
  The bitch got AIDS (aww) she just waitin to die of a cold (hahaha)
  There's three things that keep me from bein a Nazi
  I'm black, a fag, and my dad's Liberace
  
  [Kon Artis]
  No matter how bad the beatin, I went to school cheatin
  My dad whooped my ass at a PTA meetin
  Stick with school I had to have nuts just to do it
  Got bored and became truant
  When I had the gall to go I just couldn't do it
  I was lured into corners by the peer pressure shit
  How would you feel if you was held by the tip of a barrel
  Gettin threatened to get your skin ripped to bone marrow
  Bet suburban kids never got rushed for their apparel
  like me, outcast, last in class
  First to leave, when the teacher called on me
  Best believe I had somethin up my sleeve
  
  [Eminem]
  I've been praised and labelled as crazed
  My mother was unable to raise me, full of crazy rage
  An angry teenager, nothin can change me back
  Gangsta rap made me act like a maniac
  I was boostin, so influenced by music I used it
  as an excuse to do shit, ooh I was stupid
  No one can tell me nothin hip-hop overwhelmed me
  to the point where it had me in a whole 'nother realm
  It was like isolatin myself was healthy
  It felt like we was on welfare but wealthy
  Compelled me to excel when school it failed me
  Expelled me and when the principal would tell me
  I was nothin, and I wouldn't amount to shit
  I made my first million and counted it
  Now look at, a fuckin drop-out that quits
  Stupid as shit, rich as fuck, and proud of it
  That's why
  
  [Chorus]
  
  [Swifty McVay]
  I was raised with a rifle and mask
  Steadily beatin my psychiatrist ass just for askin about my past
  (bitch) I was never on that punk shit; fuckin around
  can get yo' belove abducted, smothered in blood quick
  You couldn't pay Swift to give a fuck
  Was crazy like my father, it musta been poison in that nigga's nut
  Far as probation, fuck peein in cups
  I violate at any time, let 'em see the blunt
  I grew up steadily masturbatin inside of cells
  Young as hell, havin conversations with myself
  You could tell I wasn't lenient, a disobedient
  Lynched and slapped teachers, bitch I'm not readin it
  You don't know what dawgs go through, a little nigga
  Sippin 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 you
  if you ever again mention a curfew
  
  [Kuniva]
  Look, my family ignored me and I don't like that
  They don't even listen when I tell them I'll be right back
  (Yeah whatever) This nice beautiful house ma, it don't mean shit
  Cause you know daddy's a drunk and he don't clean shit
  And yesterday he hit me like a grown fuckin man
  I couldn't stand up to him, I just ducked and ran
  I'm sick of this, I wish on Christmas
  that 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 bitch
  Only thing I have is dirty magazines and sticky fingertips
  Nothin to smile about, I'm about to lose my mind
  Got me an automatic nine, now I'm ballin out
  
  [Proof]
  Wait 'til school's over, pu-pil are people to shoot through
  Kids goin cuckoo, with a two-two
  Since my fame is this new dude, in this high school
  Losin his noodle learn that people don't like you
  The football jocks is, spittin on him
  Popular kids in school is now pickin on him
  Burn out youngsta niggaz now hittin on him
  And his teacher in his english class keep flippin on him
  And now he's grounded with no allowances
  for drinkin forty ounces, cause he was caught by his counselors
  And why the fuck I gotta ride the bench coach?
  Already got expelled for wearin a trenchcoat
  All I ever seen is.. {violence, violence}
  Told me to keep silent, stepped back in my eyelids
  It's apparent that my parents weren't parents at all
  That's why I blew out my brains and murdered you all
  
  [Chorus]