Pumped Up Kicks

[Intro]
Insane Clown Pussy
Yeah, the kid's got problems man. He's got a small dick
Loser
He smells like shit
Such a Juggalo
That fucking retard, you're so fucking fat
Don't you get it? Look at me, I'm a Juggalo

[Verse 1: Skeddy J]
Here I wait with my hand on my head in my desk
I wait for the right moment to jump up outta my seat
With a gun I got cocked back and ready to blow a hole right through the teachers head
Watch it explode then the homie kicks open the door to my classroom
This mask on his face and an AK cocked back 'bout to blast off, my mask on
I make my way to my locker
I'm running through the hallways
Throwing hand grenades in every class as I pass
Yo, this dude's got a fucking shooter in his locker
I said watch out cause I'm coming and I'm ready to ball
Got the machine gun rumbin' killing 'em all (Come on)

[Chorus: Razakel]
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You better run, better run, outrun my gun
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You better run, better run faster than my bullet
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You better run, better run, outrun my gun
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You better run, better run faster than my bullet

[Verse 2: Ware-Wolff]
Knocking over some tables and shit
Put holes in disabled kids
Gone completely unstable and ain't no way you escaping
"Some little racist caucasian's infatuation with Satan"
Stay out here wildin', amazing, bitch
What the media makes of this
"I'll be bigger than whoever pulled the trigger on a nine"
No regard for human life, you just ignoring all the signs
Be as big as any other down the line
Bigger than Virginia Tech and fuckin' Columbine combined
Motherfucker we live

[Chorus: Razakel]
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You better run, better run, outrun my gun
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You better run, better run faster than my bullet
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You better run, better run, outrun my gun
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You better run, better run faster than my bullet

[Bridge: Ware-Wolff]
Hahahaha, where the fuck you think you're going bitch ass motherfucking ass pussy ass. You can't hide from me. Don't even try it motherfuckers. I'm killing all you. Hahahaha, I'm gone...
Damn son...

[Verse 3: Ware-Wolff, Razakel & Ware-Wolff]
On our way to school, got ammunition in a bag
Nobody even notice, we unleashing on these fags
Run up inside of the class, kill the teachers off in mass
See some bitches walkin' down the hall and know I'm gon' harass
Bust some shots so fuckin' loud
Watchin' bodies hit the ground
Pull a victim out the crowd and put a gun inside her mouth
Feel her up and steal her shit in the midst of all of this
Shoot the bitch between her tits and watch her fuckin' bleed out
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
Better run, better run, outrun my gun
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
Better run, better run faster than my bullet

[Chorus: Razakel & Ware-Wolff]
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You better run, better run, outrun my gun
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You better run, better run faster than my bullet
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You better run, better run, outrun my gun
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You better run, better run faster than my bullet