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letra de shootin spree - mars (mad insanity)

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[chorus]
olly olly oxen free
children come and play with me
load ‘em up and count to three
it’s a f-ckin’ shooting spree

olly olly oxen free
children come and play with me
load ‘em up and count to three
it’s a f-ckin’ shooting spree
[verse 1]
one day i woke up and i thought to myself
might as well pull that f-ckin’ glock off the shelf
i grab a clip or two
load it up, and then i’m cool
put it my bag .44 mag, and then i go to school

mama said don’t miss the bus
baby don’t forget your lunch
pull your pants up
don’t you cuss
b-tch i think i’ve had enough

pull it out my backpack
shoot it and watch her collapse
man it almost made me laugh
almost made me late for class

[chorus]
olly olly oxen free
children come and play with me
load ‘em up and count to three
it’s a f-ckin’ shooting spree

olly olly oxen free
children come and play with me
load ‘em up and count to three
it’s a f-ckin’ shooting spree
[verse 2]
when a body hit the floor
put it back in my bag and i’m out the door
with the back of the bus with a gang of hoes
[?] talk to the ones in the skimpy clothes

every stop you know i wanna go and cop a feel
[?] got the key
carrie, lexie, jade and nickie
eveline and even sissy
feelin’ myself when we hit the curb
[?] workin’ up my nerve

walk inside the school then shoot it
screaming yelling acting stupid
i know someone want a hall pass
watch ‘em fall fast, k!ll ‘em all fast
[?] flash
ooh i love the color of it
murdering i think i love it

[chorus]
olly olly oxen free
children come and play with me
load ‘em up and count to three
it’s a f-ckin’ shooting spree
olly olly oxen free
children come and play with me
load ‘em up and count to three
it’s a f-ckin’ shooting spree

[interlude]
heh
can i have the attention of the class?
and repeat after me
abc, 123, you know you really shouldn’t had f-cked with me
abc, 123, you know you really shouldn’t had f-cked with me

[verse 3]
walk inside the classroom late
teacher talking bout the state
reading writing history
all that don’t mean sh-t to me

no more teacher, no more books
all them other students shook
knocking over tables and shooting heads
and i won’t stop till the rest is dead

[chorus]
olly olly oxen free
children come and play with me
load ‘em up and count to three
it’s a f-ckin’ shooting spree

olly olly oxen free
children come and play with me
load ‘em up and count to three
it’s a f-ckin’ shooting spree

olly olly oxen free
children come and play with me
load ‘em up and count to three
it’s a f-ckin’ shooting spree

olly olly oxen free
children come and play with me
load ‘em up and count to three
it’s a f-ckin’ shooting spree
(he’s got a f-ckin’ gun!)

[outro]
-screams-
hehehehe
-gunshots-
hahahaha
oh my god i don’t know [?]
where do you think you’re going, b-tch?
ah it’s okay, shh shh shh
-gunshot-

so what i’m really trying to say is
bring a motherf-ckin’ gun to school
put it up in a backpack
and if you get really mad
pull it out and you’ve got the b-tches screaming like
ah ah ah

- mars mad insanity

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