Fracture

[trap.]

Name: Fracture
Reps: Untouchables


Title: "Looking out a Columbine window in Queens"


The nights are cold but I’m told that life moves on
Living in a place called Queens.. But treated like a Pawn
It’s wrong, the same song trying to give me promise
I would sell my soul to the Devil, but he’s not bidding on it
Let’s just say I stay in the opposite place the Lord goes
The best things in life are free, I can’t even afford those
Shows how poor I am, but to dumb to scam myself out of debt
And my grades are nothing but the sixth letter of the alphabet
Bet I get bullied all the time.. It’s a fact I can’t deny man
Cause books are never in my locker.. But you can bet that I am
Or you can find my head in the toilet, tasting shit for good laughs
They try n’ take my lunch money, funny all I know is food stamps
Man, I’m tired of these jocks who get props & think their all that
When I can’t even get bitches in the LD class to call back
Dad’s a drunk, & my slut mom is another prison bitch
Tried to write a suicide note, but too illiterate to finish it
Which is it, homicidal or suicidal.. Either way I feel smothered
I guess I could kill myself.. But I’d rather kill others
Attack the kids with mothers, which I pray to have
How will your Prom Queen look all raped n’ stabbed?
Naked slashed, turning into a psycho path confused to kill
Maybe I’ll pull the fire alarm, then shoot when they do the drill
The pain I feel, provokes me to shoot all who live happily
I have a list full of the Jocks, Cheerleaders, & the Student Faculty
Actually there’s more, like whores, the schools full of hoes
Since they can’t close their legs, they can close these bullet holes
So with that said, I got to head to school for some magic
Got to grab my bag, hat, and hide the gat in my jacket

*Walks into North Ridge High

Finally I will get the last laugh, you can be betting on that
Planned my attack.. Then slowly started heading to class
It’s math, trash I can’t pass.. And it’s all torture of course
I walked in.. And saw algebra problems all over the board
Teacher wanted me to do them all.. You must be crazy mam
Let me get my thinking cap, then cap the place your thinking at
It sounded good.. So I shot till her brain was all over
She was bleeding to death, so I grabbed her face and I told her
“I’m a put more in you, so look forward to your own hearse
This is for never believing my dog ate my homework
Or worse, for when you had everybody laugh at my math
Making me do calculus, when I can hardly add or subtract”
After that, I did the unthinkable.. You can bet it’s tragic
I pulled the fire alarm, & shot all those in letter jackets
Then aimed at the cheer squad, my bullets pierced the bitches
I stacked the sluts on each other, like a sick cheer position
I should go tell someone about this.. I need a preacher
Decided to write it down.. So I grabbed my English teacher
We went to a computer lab.. Where I felt safe to stay
I told him my life story.. & the events that took place today
Then posted it on a web site.. I’ll live forever in text kids
So urbanprowlers.net, read my story.. And never forget it

Fracture Signing off

[Saint]

Ereh fo tuo ti ekam lliw I

I met someone on the corner, the first time so its an important day
I’m at deaths door, but she’s taken a shower before the date
Heard this monster put outs, so I’m praying on hitting next
Cause I’m so desperate, I tried to use 9/11 for pity sex
I don’t plan on being a father, not even gonna try once
So I plan on meeting this bitch at a dumpster in nine months
That’s how I choose to abort.. Just think of it as an early fate
If God cares so much, he’ll have bottle n diapers at the pearly gates
The girl of my dreams is my mom, that’s scary see
So my alarm clock has kept me from incest every week
In my dreams she was beautiful when I had her in bed
In real life she was so ugly prostitution had her in debt
I will make it out of here ereh fo tuo ti ekam lliw I
Ereh fo tuo ti ekam lliw I I will make it out of here
School bullies would target victims then laught at em’
But why weren’t they laughin when they brought bullets back at em
Columbine students acted sad, man that was some wack shit
You know damn well they were happy to get outta math quiz
I know ur thinkin’ theres no point to what this verse states
& ur right, sayin shit like this got me here in the first place
I will make it out of here ereh fo tuo ti ekam lliw I
Ereh fo tuo ti ekam lliw I I will make it out of here
To tell the truth I’m an optimist, so this shit is silly
Hell maybe those airplanes jus wanted to kiss the buildings
And the abortion stuff, even though that’s not planned
Maybe the baby jus wanted to skip life & shake Gods hand
& when my mom abused & had blood soakin’ my mouth
Maybe she was practicing incase someone broke in the house
& at Columbine when they walked in an started shootin’
Maybe they forgot that life wasn’t Memory Card included
My mom always told me that I was such a mistake
She named me bastard, & my dad helped me live up to the name
My mom had me thinking that he was a worthless faggot
But maybe he just went to work & got caught in eternal traffic
This verse was written in a notepad, but the worse part is
The asylum walls is where the words in this verse first started
Well most of it was on the walls.. I’m being honest here
Except “Ereh fo tuo ti ekam llliw I” was written on the mirrors
I was observing life and wrote down all the shady ways
Now I wish I would of stayed in the crazy place
I’m plannin’ on ways to fake insane,.. to be escapin’ lifes hell
So I ran out to the city naked.. chasing’ my tale
The asylums coming to take me back, I’m hopin’ for years
“Ereh fo tuo ti ekam ot tnaw tnod I”.. is what I shoulda wrote on the mirrors