Lunchroom Massacre

[Skit: 911 Operator & Patti Nielson]
911
Yes. There is a student here with a gun. He has shot out a window. I believe one student-- uh.. um..
Okay. Has anyone been injured, ma'am?
I am-- Yes! Yes!
Okay
And the school is in a panic and I am in the library. I've got-- Students down, under the tables, kids! Heads under the tables!
We've got help on the way, ma'am
Okay
Okay
Oh god!
Stay on the line with me
Oh god!

[Verse 1: 2-Face]
I'm at the high school, ten-year anniversary
Nothing's changed for me, still smokin' lots of weed
But today's the day I plan on changin' all of that
So I head to the lunchroom with my old backpack
And it ain't full of books this time around
I pull out my artillery, bitch, hit the ground!
Now you all will notice me, this I guarantee
I pick out my target and I start to squeeze (Pop! Pop!)
Up under the table into that faggot Jeremy
Next I take aim at the mean football team
The screams roar loud as I blast into the crowd
And those that fall down, I shoot 'em on the ground
I'm cold and heartless, nobody ever loved me
Until now, you never even fuckin' heard of me
I'm an Isolated Being, yeah, I'm used to being alone
Kill my high school sweetheart and then I put it to my dome (*Bang*)

[Chorus: Ruthless Rob & 2-Face]
Hidden in the lunchroom, yeah, but I'm faster
This that lunchroom massacre
You did this you fuckin' bastards
This that lunchroom massacre
You fuckin' did it, I lost my mind
Time to turn this motherfucker to a new Columbine (Uh!)
You fuckin' did it, I lost my mind
Time to turn this motherfucker to a new Columbine

[Verse 2: Dieabolik The Monster]
Yeah! I stole my uncle's gun and put it in my backpack (Pack)
Next to the Trapper Keeper, right beside my Snack Pack (Ha!)
I hope Tom is there (there), I hope he didn't skip school
I hope he's at the table with his buddies tryna act cool (Cool)
I walked into the school (school), I seen him by the stairs (Stairs)
Pulled out the fuckin' gun and blew the gel up out his hair (Bow!)
His girl started screamin', man, I know they hear it
I'm about to give a new meanin' to fuckin' school spirit
I'm a monster, I see the kids runnin' down the hallway
Beggin' for they life, but fuck it, I make 'em all pay (Bang)
Shootin' at 'em all ways, sideways, gangsta (Haha)
Lookin' at the blood spray, downwards, thank ya (Thank you)
My cousin James Holmes shootin' up the theater (Blaow baow!)
Got a couple of 'em but I'm lookin' in the mirror
Like (what?) I got to get the rest of these motherfuckers
That treat me like a fuckin' animal, about to make 'em all suffer

[Chorus: Ruthless Rob & 2-Face]
Hidden in the lunchroom, yeah, but I'm faster
This that lunchroom massacre
You did this you fuckin' bastards
This that lunchroom massacre
You fuckin' did it, I lost my mind
Time to turn this motherfucker to a new Columbine (Uh!)
You fuckin' did it, I lost my mind
Time to turn this motherfucker to a new Columbine

[Verse 3: Ruthless Rob]
Remember me? I was the one you used to laugh at
Now I got a chrome .45 in my backpack
Lettin' loose, makin' blood rain in the lunchroom
Bringin' much doom plus I ate a lot of mushrooms
I got a plan and I had it for a couple years
For every time that you called me a fuckin' queer
For every time I was treated like a retard
Now I'm drunk, loadin' ammunition in the schoolyard
Waitin' for the lunch bell, I get 'em all at once
A flock of hollow tips will show all them stupid cunts
Not to fuck with me, they done crossed the line
Made my life a living hell, now I lost my mind
So I toss the Nine and start stabbing motherfuckers
Grabbing motherfuckers, I'm a savage motherfucker
So next time you wanna fuck with the quiet kid
Think twice and remember what the fuck I did

[Chorus: Ruthless Rob & 2-Face]
Hidden in the lunchroom, yeah, but I'm faster
This that lunchroom massacre
You did this you fuckin' bastards
This that lunchroom massacre
You fuckin' did it, I lost my mind
Time to turn this motherfucker to a new Columbine (Uh!)
You fuckin' did it, I lost my mind
Time to turn this motherfucker to a new Columbine