| Song | The Anatomy of a School Shooting |
| Artist | Ill Bill |
| Album | What's Wrong With Bill? |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Braunstein, Braunstein | |
| (Verse 1) | |
| The anatomy of a school shooting, shotgun under my trenchcoat | |
| Columbiners did it, dead spoke - bloodred soaked | |
| My mind consume the doom as I walk through the school | |
| 15 people killed and over 14 wounded | |
| My name is Eric Harris, I was forever harrased, an outcast | |
| You fuck with us and now me and Dylan is pulling out gats | |
| I've been wantin to murder people | |
| Suicide is played out, if you gonna die, take people with you | |
| We've been planning this before the kids from Jonesboro did it | |
| And I wanted the world to know when people died why we did it | |
| I even killed myself but don't feel sorry for me | |
| Feel sorry for your seads as we spread the diesease | |
| Another bloodbath coming soon to a school near you | |
| Smalltown killing-spree that's organized by the youth | |
| Fuck the media, them fags be disguising the truth | |
| Dragging my name through the mud when televizing the news | |
| A bunch of ticking timebombs y'all, is more like me | |
| Overflowin with hate, bullied to get raw like me | |
| They constantly get picked on and shitted on like me | |
| You'd probably get your head blown off by a kid like me | |
| I put my mind to it and what I accomplish's frightening | |
| The right thing, no matter what you idiots might think | |
| Check it, I did that shit so idiots might think | |
| This ain't a game, the nerds that you be fuckin with might flip | |
| (Chorus: repeat 2X) | |
| It's like this, what's more fun than slice wrist? | |
| Kill that teacher that you hate, spray 25 kids | |
| You'd be famous just like me if you did what I did | |
| This is the anatomy of a school shooting | |
| (Verse 2) | |
| I see dead people, it isn't my fault that they were evil | |
| Fuck a favorite I hate everybody equal | |
| Bitch I warned y'all, didn't I? | |
| Now everybody wanna talk shit and cry asking why | |
| - Two geeks picked up guns and turned murderous | |
| All of y'all under beneath me you don't deserve to live | |
| Two nerdy kids is that a crime? | |
| why I've gotta be one of the cool kids just to walk by | |
| - without being tripped, thrown down on the ground and kicked | |
| Insulting me for no reason, I was treated like shit | |
| The teachers let it happen | |
| I've even seen some of them teachers laughing | |
| That's why I had a smile on my face when I started blastin | |
| I wasn't crazy - all of y'all were sick | |
| I was the nicest person in the world - y'all were dicks | |
| Don't even try to analyze me now you have no chance, back then | |
| - maybe you could've been my friend | |
| (Chorus) |
| zuo qu : Braunstein, Braunstein | |
| Verse 1 | |
| The anatomy of a school shooting, shotgun under my trenchcoat | |
| Columbiners did it, dead spoke bloodred soaked | |
| My mind consume the doom as I walk through the school | |
| 15 people killed and over 14 wounded | |
| My name is Eric Harris, I was forever harrased, an outcast | |
| You fuck with us and now me and Dylan is pulling out gats | |
| I' ve been wantin to murder people | |
| Suicide is played out, if you gonna die, take people with you | |
| We' ve been planning this before the kids from Jonesboro did it | |
| And I wanted the world to know when people died why we did it | |
| I even killed myself but don' t feel sorry for me | |
| Feel sorry for your seads as we spread the diesease | |
| Another bloodbath coming soon to a school near you | |
| Smalltown killingspree that' s organized by the youth | |
| Fuck the media, them fags be disguising the truth | |
| Dragging my name through the mud when televizing the news | |
| A bunch of ticking timebombs y' all, is more like me | |
| Overflowin with hate, bullied to get raw like me | |
| They constantly get picked on and shitted on like me | |
| You' d probably get your head blown off by a kid like me | |
| I put my mind to it and what I accomplish' s frightening | |
| The right thing, no matter what you idiots might think | |
| Check it, I did that shit so idiots might think | |
| This ain' t a game, the nerds that you be fuckin with might flip | |
| Chorus: repeat 2X | |
| It' s like this, what' s more fun than slice wrist? | |
| Kill that teacher that you hate, spray 25 kids | |
| You' d be famous just like me if you did what I did | |
| This is the anatomy of a school shooting | |
| Verse 2 | |
| I see dead people, it isn' t my fault that they were evil | |
| Fuck a favorite I hate everybody equal | |
| Bitch I warned y' all, didn' t I? | |
| Now everybody wanna talk shit and cry asking why | |
| Two geeks picked up guns and turned murderous | |
| All of y' all under beneath me you don' t deserve to live | |
| Two nerdy kids is that a crime? | |
| why I' ve gotta be one of the cool kids just to walk by | |
| without being tripped, thrown down on the ground and kicked | |
| Insulting me for no reason, I was treated like shit | |
| The teachers let it happen | |
| I' ve even seen some of them teachers laughing | |
| That' s why I had a smile on my face when I started blastin | |
| I wasn' t crazy all of y' all were sick | |
| I was the nicest person in the world y' all were dicks | |
| Don' t even try to analyze me now you have no chance, back then | |
| maybe you could' ve been my friend | |
| Chorus |
| zuò qǔ : Braunstein, Braunstein | |
| Verse 1 | |
| The anatomy of a school shooting, shotgun under my trenchcoat | |
| Columbiners did it, dead spoke bloodred soaked | |
| My mind consume the doom as I walk through the school | |
| 15 people killed and over 14 wounded | |
| My name is Eric Harris, I was forever harrased, an outcast | |
| You fuck with us and now me and Dylan is pulling out gats | |
| I' ve been wantin to murder people | |
| Suicide is played out, if you gonna die, take people with you | |
| We' ve been planning this before the kids from Jonesboro did it | |
| And I wanted the world to know when people died why we did it | |
| I even killed myself but don' t feel sorry for me | |
| Feel sorry for your seads as we spread the diesease | |
| Another bloodbath coming soon to a school near you | |
| Smalltown killingspree that' s organized by the youth | |
| Fuck the media, them fags be disguising the truth | |
| Dragging my name through the mud when televizing the news | |
| A bunch of ticking timebombs y' all, is more like me | |
| Overflowin with hate, bullied to get raw like me | |
| They constantly get picked on and shitted on like me | |
| You' d probably get your head blown off by a kid like me | |
| I put my mind to it and what I accomplish' s frightening | |
| The right thing, no matter what you idiots might think | |
| Check it, I did that shit so idiots might think | |
| This ain' t a game, the nerds that you be fuckin with might flip | |
| Chorus: repeat 2X | |
| It' s like this, what' s more fun than slice wrist? | |
| Kill that teacher that you hate, spray 25 kids | |
| You' d be famous just like me if you did what I did | |
| This is the anatomy of a school shooting | |
| Verse 2 | |
| I see dead people, it isn' t my fault that they were evil | |
| Fuck a favorite I hate everybody equal | |
| Bitch I warned y' all, didn' t I? | |
| Now everybody wanna talk shit and cry asking why | |
| Two geeks picked up guns and turned murderous | |
| All of y' all under beneath me you don' t deserve to live | |
| Two nerdy kids is that a crime? | |
| why I' ve gotta be one of the cool kids just to walk by | |
| without being tripped, thrown down on the ground and kicked | |
| Insulting me for no reason, I was treated like shit | |
| The teachers let it happen | |
| I' ve even seen some of them teachers laughing | |
| That' s why I had a smile on my face when I started blastin | |
| I wasn' t crazy all of y' all were sick | |
| I was the nicest person in the world y' all were dicks | |
| Don' t even try to analyze me now you have no chance, back then | |
| maybe you could' ve been my friend | |
| Chorus |