God, I'm ready to do this shit

Told these motherfuckers I was coming

Man, look at 'em

On their way to school

Not knowing what's about to hit 'em

Come on dawg, let's go shoot this bitch up

You don't really wanna see what I got tucked inside of my trenchcoat ( inside of my trenchcoat)

You don't really wanna see what I got tucked inside of my trenchcoat ( inside of my trenchcoat)

You don't really wanna see what's inside of my trenchcoat

Shotgun, hand grenade, knives and two pistols

.45 caliber joints to leave yo flesh smoking

Mossberg pump with a kick can split yo chest open

And we're prepared for the killing

Cyco and SCUM dare I mention, the next Eric and Dylan

Sitting right there with your children behind the tragedy

Fantasizing a scene visually imagining

Everyone's screaming for help God save us

Two maniacs is loose with guns that got lasers

The beautiful aroma of death I smell it on me

My visions of mass murder can't wait to tell the homie he's a scumfuck and I'm a sick fuck

Don't get it mixed up we smile when the fifth bust

Dial 1-800-MURDER and you get us

For ten notes cuz you know it's going down when you see us in them trenchcoats

You don't really wanna see what I got tucked inside of my trenchcoat ( inside of my trenchcoat)

You don't really wanna see what I got tucked inside of my trenchcoat ( inside of my trenchcoat)

You don't really wanna see what I got tucked inside of my trenchcoat ( inside of my trenchcoat)

You don't really wanna see what I got tucked inside of my trenchcoat ( inside of my trenchcoat)

Walking up in the building with a 9 millimeter TEC

Decked out in all black and I'm about to let it clack (Clap!)

Check my pockets filled with clips load up on hollow tips (tips)

And them loaded Glocks I'm packing holsters on my hips (hips)

Everything is more concealed and no one even knows what's underneath the trenchcoats

And I bet that they suppose that the two of us a cult forgetting Columbine

Throw my fucking hundred shots and severing they spine

Click clack pull the nine better think twice before you fuck with mine

Time for dying don't waste my time with your attempts to beg and whine

Both of us high and got enough booze

Neither of us got shit to lose

Different races, same solutions yet to be seen on the evening news

Much abuse is in my past future concealed by the police gas

When they blast I will not die cause I'll be glad when I'm dead at last

Ain't no way they will let me walk leaving me outlined in chalk

Get the psycho kids away, some final thought when I cock the Glock

You don't really wanna see what I got tucked inside of my trenchcoat ( inside of my trenchcoat)

You don't really wanna see what I got tucked inside of my trenchcoat ( inside of my trenchcoat)

You don't really wanna see what I got tucked inside of my trenchcoat ( inside of my trenchcoat)

You don't really wanna see what I got tucked inside of my trenchcoat ( inside of my trenchcoat)

Look Scum our insanity is pure

We them trenchcoat killers our reality is gore

We unstable so when that tragedy occurs we'll all rock release on their families and more

Examining the door that's about to get kicked in

Brandishing the four fifth blasting through this whole shit

Laughing cause it's so sick, another random act of violence

And the comments just emptied out my whole clip

News Reporter: Now earlier this morning we spoke by telephone with a student of the school who was a witness to the shootings

Student: He always wore weird clothes and I guess he shot a bunch of kids and no one really hung out with him

Trigger finger flex trigger trigger finger flex

As they were running I'm raising the gun and I'm putting them slugs in they backs

Better believe that these random attacks we unleash gonna get televised

Cause motherfuckers been laughing too much fools get murdered and get paralyzed

Don't say surviving what made you untied they'll forever be wondering why (why)

They got to live through this massacre while many others that they had to die (die)

Cause they got spent to deliver the message observing the killing unfold (fold)

They were released from the hell we created so that our story got told (told)

(Laughter)