Quiet Desperado - Acting Cla** lyrics

b**hes up on stage tryin to evoke emotion f** sad tissues, I'm reachin for lotion To Jerk off, causin' a violent commotion Blast it off in their faces, a one man toast and Making eyes eclipse, sealing off their lips Below this white mountain, b**hes exists Mumbling monologues with every last breath Making art imitate homicidal d**h Sadistic I am, Masochistic with meth Heart palpitations bumping up through my chest Got a needle in my arm and a gun in my vest Ma**acring students, in pieces they rest I'm out of cla** in more ways than one Comin' out brash, blastin kids with my gun The dust settles fast, like Nike they run Gettin' nun a**, deep into religion 911 call tryin to get a physician To save these kids, won't come to fruition Just accept your f**ing fate, it's a victim's tradition b**hes breaking legs in a broad way Coroners taking snap shots of the display Pictures of my face on USA Today Parents demanding that there is hell to pay For these f*ggots I slay, Oops I mean gay Push the barrel to their temple and tell them to pray And when they close their eyes, I make red spray Put them in piles and let their bodies decay I'm a h*mophobic comin out of your daughter's closet Situation gettin' hairier than a f**in hobbit This bitterness has no end, can't f**in drop it Raping daddy's little girl, Screams for me to stop it She use to be a virgin, till I took her cherry and popped it Blood on my dick, this is some raw sh** God she's so tight, I almost lost it Pulsating with the beat until I drop it Night terrors giving you a nocturnal emission Don't put up a fight, It makes my penis stiffen Stabbin s*uts in the gut, Pumping like a piston Ducktape her mouth shut, this b**h don't listen Using bra** knuckles for some hardcore fistin Stuffin' her like a Turkey, with all the fixins It's thanksgiving and I'm feastin' Giving up her locker to put my meat in Hide all the evidence, put her body in acid The smell causes impotence, Richard's going flaccid Havin' a bad fit, b**h I'm going bat sh** Crazy with a bat, the exterminator ga**in' Sick like the plague, Ashes to ashes We all fall down. Not Tuck Everlastin How's that for a performance? I'm sick of all this actin'