Текст песни The Shooter - Jarren Benton , WHATEVER WE ARE
I
don′t
fuck
with
you
or
your
type
Voices
in
my
head
going
wild
Push
me
to
my
edge
and
I
die
Y'all
gon′
test
me
or
not,
y'all
gon'
test
me
or
not
Fuck
′em
all,
fuck
′em
all
I
hear
them
talking
in
the
halls
They
making
fun
of
all
my
flaws
I
feel
so
alone
and
lost
God
I
hate
this
fucking
school,
who
made
these
fucking
rules
Swear
that
this
ain't
cool,
And
all
this
fucking
pressure
what
is
there
to
prove
And
I
am
so
confused,
and
I
am
finna
lose
it
I
might
flip
and
OOHH!
Probably
hurt
someone
Plus
the
shit
that
I
get
from
my
mom
Back
at
home
makes
the
perfect
storm
Only
thing
to
bring
calm
is
the
percs
I′m
on
Hide
the
way
that
I
feel
play
the
perfect
son
When
she
sleep
I
take
cash
out
her
purse
and
run
And
go
buy
drugs
everything
just
to
blow
up
numb
Now
it's
back
up
to
school
with
the
jocks
I
don′t
get
it
Pretentious
bitches
mind
your
business
I
hear
your
whispers
and
your
disses
They
call
me
weird
bitch
I'm
a
misfit
The
homie
just
passed
away
And
I
can′t
do
class
today
I'd
rather
get
smashed
and
stray
From
this
place
stuck
in
hell
all
these
bastards
fake
One
more
kid
call
me
weird
I'ma
bash
his
face
All
this
pain,
I
might
turn
to
a
basket
case
I
don′t
fit
in
so
our
peers
can
hate
Where
the
fuck
is
the
God
I
just
ask
for
faith
These
voices
in
my
head,
they
force
me
to
the
edge
And
I
am
not
prepared
to
make
it
through
the
day
To
many
tears
i′ve
shed,
these
stresses
got
me
scared
It's
best
if
I
was
dead
My
dad
ask
about
my
day,
I
lie
and
say
it
was
great
He
don′t
know
all
the
shit
I
take,
I
just
suppress
then
get
high
then
I
drift
away
I
lock
myself
in
my
room
catch
a
wave
of
the
tune,
Of
my
favorite
rapper
then
I
gaze
at
the
moon
I
dreamt
tomorrow
shifted,
day
was
a
doom
Pray
I'm
left
alone
and
maybe
shit′ll
be
cool
man
But
fuck
it,
uh
I
sit
here
sad
for
what
Sick
of
being
here
mad
as
fuck,
I
steal
the
gun
from
my
dad
then
I
pack
it
up
Off
to
school
with
the
tool,
I
don't
brag
or
bluff
Fuck
around
they
don′t
know
that
the
strap
is
tucked
This
for
all
of
the
times
that
they
laughed
at
us
I
pull
out
the
gun
out
the
bag,
think
I've
had
enough
I
tell
'em
I
don′t
fuck
with
you
or
your
type
Voices
in
my
head
going
wild
Push
me
to
my
edge
and
I
die
Y′all
gon'
test
me
or
not,
y′all
gon'
test
me
or
not
Pull
up
on
a
kid
one
time
and
I
drop
ya
like
an
808
Pull
up
on
a
kid
one
time
and
I
drop
ya
like
an
808
Pull
up
on
a
kid
one
time
and
I
drop
ya
like
an
808
Pull
up
on
a
kid
one
time
and
I
drop
ya
like
an
808
I
don′t
fuck
with
you
or
your
type
Voices
in
my
head
going
wild
Push
me
to
my
edge
and
I
die
Y'all
gon′
test
me
or
not,
y'all
gon'
test
me
or
not
Pull
up
on
a
kid
one
time
and
I
drop
ya
like
an
808
Pull
up
on
a
kid
one
time
and
I
drop
ya
like
an
808
Pull
up
on
a
kid
one
time
and
I
drop
ya
like
an
808
Pull
up
on
a
kid
one
time
and
I
drop
ya
like
an
808
1 Yuck Fou (Skit)
2 Collide
3 Money Bag
4 Godzilla
5 Don't Need You
6 The Shooter
7 Chewbacca
8 Out the Mud
9 How I Feel
10 Just Like You
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