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letra de who am i - shotty horroh

[spoken]
story time
tell you a story about a guy
he was like, some f-cking punch bag
someone you can push about
cl-ss clown
the joker

yo, they used to say he was a geek
because he wore braces on his t–th
spoke with evidence of heavy education in his speech
loved comics and cartoons, his favourite was ‘the beast’
donatello from turtles because he related with the [?]
tape on his gl-sses he would change it every week
and a kiss t-shirt with a stain on it from bleach
black nail polish and a chain upon his jeans
wide-footed skateboard trainers on his feet
he loved star wars when luke fights vader
the dark force, darth maul and blue lightsabers
used to smoke to slipknot and korn
bored in the crib he’d sit watching p-rn
a loner, he ain’t ever had him a mate
people who, things that bully him and laugh in his face
he didn’t care
sh-t he ain’t listen at all
he sat and drank
and hatched plans
for k!lling them all and said

[spoken]
f-ck
i ain’t gonna put up with this no more
i’m gonna f-cking do something
if i have to go to the school one more time
see them same faces with them same…
f-cking smiles on them
imma switch

he wasn’t playing
he went and stole some guns from his uncles crib
shotty with some slugs
plus a nine and a couple clips
learnt to make bombs from all the forums he was looking in
got himself a trench coat and duffel bag to put them in
he went home
hooked up his camera
stood infront of it with nothing but a gun in his hand and said
i guess i made this tape to give you f-ckers some answers
for the mothers and fathers of all i took with this handgun
i’m the one they used to bully and gang on
the one your daughter never brought to me yeah yeah that one
didn’t you teach them, that people being hurt isn’t nice
well i’ll teach them and they can f-cking learn with their lives
and f-ck teachers, they ain’t doin nothing to help me
so f-ck them imma give them all a couple of sh-lls each
to my parents though i love you and i’m sorry
wrote some things for my funeral if you could do them for me

[spoken]
i’m no fool
better make sure i got everything ready
tape on the side
my bag there, my coats ready
guns ready
i can’t wait to see their face
boom!

day zero, round about eight as he rise
he looked different in the mirror there was hate in his eyes
he gripped the duffel bag and put the guns safely inside
then put his trench coat on and left the tape on the side
to the bus stop, the wait on his ride
which gave him time to contemplate that this the day that he dies
the bus pulled up, they was waiting inside
he could’ve done it there and then but he was taking his time
he got to school… ran to the -ssembly hall
got to work
and started murdering
whoever he saw
started screaming “f-ckers you won’t be so clever no more
when my f-cking shotgun puts your head on the floor”
he threw bombs all over the school was a state
his headteacher tried to stop him and took two in the face
he was the last
took a breath as he looked at the h-ll
and said finally its over pulled the gun on himself
it’s like…

[spoken]
haha…
i shown them!

- shotty horroh

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