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Mr. johnson's head remix

Sittin in the class with my head on my desk.
Teachers tryin to talk but I could give a fuck less.
I'm staring at the freak that I know I'm in luv with
But she don't even know my name it's always been the same.
I just lay my head down and drown in my spit.
Nobody even notices that I'm here cause I ain't shit.
I'm hearin voices but I don't know what they sayin.
Sweat is on my forehead cause my brains inside decayin.
And this bitch that I luv probably don't have no idea.
She's talkin to her friends and I'm in the corner and I see her.
Somthins happenin but it isn't very clear
sounds like a bell sounds like an electric chair.
Next thing you know I'm walkin in the crowded hall
So many different faces that I throw up on the wall.
Some yellen sick and the others stop and stare.
I don't care I'm in a hurry goin no were.
See my head is spinnin cause I'm lonly and I'm twisted.
But I have a secret, everybody missed it.
Just a nobody and I think its a drag.
But I've got Mr. Johnson's Head in my book bag.

I couldn't stand the pressure not another day
I didn't like the fucker Mr. Johnson anyway
I sat up in his class he hung a rebble flag
I cut the bigots head off and I stuffed it in my bag. (2x)

I wish sombody knew me so they could say I'm wrong.
Since nobody knows me I got it goin on.
I'm starin at the clock I listen a tick and a tock.
I got a couple food stamps folded in my sock.
I must be a ghost cause everybody walks through me.
If I died in class they would probably say they knew me.
Or they wouldn't care they wouldn't even move.
My dead body rotten in the back of the room.
For weeks and months stinking up the class.
Untill sombody noticed then they'd throw me in the trash.
I can hear the teacher man talkin about Columbus
He's nuthin but an old dead fuck with a compass.
Ran up to the beach threw everybody off.
Then he claimed discovery and know we all aplaude.
I don't givae a fuck to learn your all goin to hell.
I'm trapped in my brain and my mind is my cell.
But I have a key it's calle insanity.
I stick it in my brain to unlock eternity.
I'm just a nobody and I think it's a drag
But I've got Mr. Johnson's head in my book bag.

I couldn't stand the pressure not another day
I didn't like the fucker Mr. Johnson anyway.
I sat up in his class he hung a rebble flag
I cut the bigots head off and I stuffed it in my bag.(2x)

No but they could sit and front about it all day.
But I left his fucken body in the hallway.
And in the mournin they opened up the door.
And seen his mutha fucken carcaes layan on the floor.
They could never suspect me I'm just a nerd.
I try to speak my word and it alway's goes unheard.
I could chop my arms off and run around the class.
I dout they'd even notice and if they did they'd laugh.
Cuz they'd rather learn about a red neck bastard.
Who owned a couple slaves bu I guess it doesnt matter.
Fuck Washington Benjamin fuck em' all out
They can suck my nuts till the wooden teeth fall out.
And the class want's to know who could it be.
But I'm like Dewi Boondie you never herd of me.
I'm just a nobody and I think its a drag.
But I got his mutha fucken head in my book bag.

I couldn't stand the pressure not another day
I didn't like the fucker Mr. Johnson anyway.
I sat up in his class he hung a rebble flag
I cut the bigots head off and I stuffed it in my bag.(2x)