viro the virus - deep end (the underestimation of troubled tim) lyrics
[intro]
[sample from unknown track]
“born…born…born out my f-cking mind…”
[verse one: viro the virus]
timmy…
timmy’s a white dude in ninth grade thinking of a crime wave
or a murder spree ‘cos he gets called a nerd and geek in school
the ones that’s cool make him play the fool
and while he’s taking shorts they get the girls and play the sports
he’s the one who does their book reports
gives them his prize while he’s reviewing his notes in lunch period five
in the study hall period four
him and his boy both feel the same and think of ways to make them feel their pain
at home he suffers from boredom so
he emails his cousins all night surfs the net and orders p-rnos
he’s called a weirdo in the halls
rudely usually his voice squeaks in response the penalty of p-b-rty
english teacher screams “you have a thesis due to me!”
but he was busy envisioning the future eulogies of all the students he
despises and idolises at the same time, he’s designing a bomb for the crime
when the pompous and popular arrive wanting fun
receive their demise from the gun under his c-mmerbund
revenge of the acne-faced who never had a date
m-ss homicide if he spikes the punch with cyanide
it’s quite a surprise like, one moment everyone’s laughing and dancing
then the next moment everyone dies, with c4’s strapped to his thighs
the end result the years of pent-up pressure that pushed him to this resort
him and his man hate rap, and can’t relate to blacks
can’t talk to their parents ‘cos of generational gaps
and their fellow caucasian kids with similar attributes
can’t connect with the either ‘cos they listen to rappers too
got a swastika tattoo shaved his head to the skin
just to offend the social cliques who never let him in
him and his friend benjamin sit in the gym
both the brunt of jokes, he just pretends he ain’t listening
really it hurt like a kick to the shin
now death is the payback for being embarr-ssed in front of kristen and kim
can’t wait for it to begin, their sinister plot should suffice as the price for years of not getting their props
it’s what they do on the idiotbox, on the news at six o clock, so why should they not give it a shot?
tim and ben get to the spot, planning destruction
jovial shindig, but their manners disgusting
others cutting the rug but they’re engaged in discussion
in the corner making sure the scheme is in order
make the prom queen a goner, and all the other misses
who gave them semesters full of hisses instead of kisses
and the bullies, like reggie who daily gave them wedgies on the bus
and would always bust on them ’bout being heavy
guidance counselor ms. betty knew he wasn’t steady
now he’s off the edge of sanity vendetta against humanity
how often was he insulted angrily?
too many to count, now redemption will come from a body count
and blood loss in large amounts, troubled teen kamikaze mission
they mapped it out in tim’s kitchen
the pipe bomb would be their own invention
-ssembled from downloaded schematics and spare parts in benjamin’s attic
tim grabbed the automatic from under his daddy’s mattress
no cyanide or c4, but f it two out of four oughtta manage
and now the plan is, for ben to hide the gadget in his clothing
and place it on the packed floor for its explosion
many dead, few that survived the wreckage would flee towards the exit
where tim’ll be standing to empty lead, next is direct hits
at ten p.m tim and ben got in position to start it like ignitions
but somethin’, malfunctioned, the explosive had a key component missing
but still it looked for injury inflicting, but didn’t hesitate to detonate
and made the culprit a victim
shrapnel to the face, supposed to k!ll the patrons
instead it went haywire backfired and slayed ben
what ensued was mayhem, expected reaction
except it happened, too fast and
tim wasn’t ready for the distraction he hadn’t reached the door yet
their play was broken after seeming like a sure bet
it only made him more vexed, increased his heart palpitations
several startled students escaping, rapidly vacating
but still time remains to succeed with the deed and reciprocate his pain
fatality for miss congeniality
cheerleaders that dissed him and dodge ball captains that never picked him
k!ll them for recognition and now they’ll never forget him
needless to say he proceeded to spray
aimed his negative energy at the heads of his enemies
proceeded to murder, no need to speak further
never under, estimate the hate of another, ‘cos yo
[hook: viro the virus]
there are dark corners in everyone’s mind and like any dark corner you never know what you’ll find
take no one lightly, ‘cos even the unlikely, can justify a reason to dive off the deep end
there are dark corners in everyone’s mind and like any dark corner you never know what you’ll find
take no one lightly, ‘cos even the unlikely, can justify a reason to dive off the deep end
never, under, estimate the hate of another
never, under, estimate the hate of another
never, under, estimate the hate of another
[sample from unknown track]
“haha, now who’s laughing”
[outro: viro the virus]
deep end, off the deep end…
[sample from unknown track]
“haha, now who’s laughing”
“haha, now who’s laughing”
“haha, now who’s laughing”
“haha, now who’s laughing”
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