Bombs in the classroom by TYLR C Lyrics
(Verse 1)
Bombs in the classroom
Looking out my glass view
Thinking how I hate you
How you gon say this music makes you?
When ain't nobody even paid you
You just do it for yourself
I'm worried for my mental health
But you know I don't want no fucking help
They all out here complaining
Saying they want changes
But they yet to changing
Now look at these faces
People really out here still worried bout our races
Bitch I'm high up on my spaceship
I ain't tryna talk
Just leave me alone
Dead man but I walk
Latin quotes in rome
N when you hear a knock
Just know we creeping in yo home
Dead boys all alone
$uicidal thought$ & bad dream$ hoe
(Verse 2)
This was written
In 2016
I ain't even kidding
Now it's 2019
If you wanna know our business
Yeah bitch, we still some pheens
Got some dope up in my jeans
I could never stay clean
And to the legends, rip
X and peep, now juice
Why the real ones go deceased?
Feel like everything, is closing on me
Neck hanging from a tree
(Verse 3)
Bombs in the classroom
What's this fucking world come to?
No where to run to
They all wanna get you
We ain't even safe going to school
Cause nowadays
Everybody's gotta problem
I'm just in a daze
I ain't fucking worried bout it
There ain't no escape
Just gotta stay prepared
Think this shits a game
Till they run it up wit some AK's and whisper in yo ear
(the end is fucking near)
Bombs in the classroom
Looking out my glass view
Thinking how I hate you
How you gon say this music makes you?
When ain't nobody even paid you
You just do it for yourself
I'm worried for my mental health
But you know I don't want no fucking help
They all out here complaining
Saying they want changes
But they yet to changing
Now look at these faces
People really out here still worried bout our races
Bitch I'm high up on my spaceship
I ain't tryna talk
Just leave me alone
Dead man but I walk
Latin quotes in rome
N when you hear a knock
Just know we creeping in yo home
Dead boys all alone
$uicidal thought$ & bad dream$ hoe
(Verse 2)
This was written
In 2016
I ain't even kidding
Now it's 2019
If you wanna know our business
Yeah bitch, we still some pheens
Got some dope up in my jeans
I could never stay clean
And to the legends, rip
X and peep, now juice
Why the real ones go deceased?
Feel like everything, is closing on me
Neck hanging from a tree
(Verse 3)
Bombs in the classroom
What's this fucking world come to?
No where to run to
They all wanna get you
We ain't even safe going to school
Cause nowadays
Everybody's gotta problem
I'm just in a daze
I ain't fucking worried bout it
There ain't no escape
Just gotta stay prepared
Think this shits a game
Till they run it up wit some AK's and whisper in yo ear
(the end is fucking near)