Revelation - D-12



Letra de Revelation, canción donde D-12 interpreta uno de los temas que más suenan en el albúm Devils Nigth. Si te gusta la buena musica y te apasiona conocer letras de canciones de D-12 no te pierdas este single llamado Revelation, no querras parar de escucharlo.

Letra Revelation - D-12

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D-12 canta la cancion Revelation dentro de su album Devils Nigth, os dejamos con la letra de Revelation para que la podais disfrutar. En el menu teneis mas letras del album Devils Nigth y de D-12.

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(Chorus) I don't wanna go to school.. I
don't need no education I don't wanna be
like you.. I don't wanna save the nation
I just wanna live my life.. everyday a
celebration One day I'ma leave this
world.. I'm waitin for the revelation
(Bizarre) I wanna kill myself! I'm still
debatin In front of a baptist church,
masturbatin Prayin to Satan - think I'm
crazy cause I smoke crack live on (?) in
a two-family flat? (Fuck it) Tired of
gettin hit in the face with a broom My
moms on her period, my dad's in my room
(Daddy no!) I got ten rocks and I need
to get out I told him in five minutes,
out my own damn mouth (Moms smoke crack)
My poor grandmother, God bless her soul
The bitch got AIDS (aww) she just waitin
to die of a cold (hahaha) There's three
things that keep me from bein a Nazi I'm
black, a fag, and my dad's Liberace (Kon
Artis) No matter how bad the beatin, I
went to school cheatin My dad whooped my
ass at a PTA meetin Stick with school I
had to have nuts just to do it Got bored
and became truant When I had the gall to
go I just couldn't do it I was lured
into corners by the peer pressure shit
How would you feel if you was held by
the tip of a barrel Gettin threatened to
get your skin ripped to bone marrow Bet
suburban kids never got rushed for their
apparel like me, outcast, last in class
First to leave, when the teacher called
on me Best believe I had somethin up my
sleeve (Eminem) I've been praised and
labelled as crazed My mother was unable
to raise me, full of crazy rage An angry
teenager, nothin can change me back
Gangsta rap made me act like a maniac I
was boostin, so influenced by music I
used it as an excuse to do shit, ooh I
was stupid No one can tell me nothin
hip-hop overwhelmed me to the point
where it had me in a whole 'nother realm
It was like isolatin myself was healthy
It felt like we was on welfare but
wealthy Compelled me to excel when
school it failed me Expelled me and when
the principal would tell me I was
nothin, and I wouldn't amount to shit I
made my first million and counted it Now
look at, a fuckin drop-out that quits
Stupid as shit, rich as fuck, and proud
of it That's why (Chorus) (Swifty McVay)
I was raised with a rifle and mask
Steadily beatin my psychiatrist ass just
for askin about my past (bitch) I was
never on that punk shit; fuckin around
can get yo' belove abducted, smothered
in blood quick You couldn't pay Swift to
give a fu*k Was crazy like my father, it
musta been poison in that nigga's nut
Far as probation, fu*kpeein in cups I
violate at any time, let 'em see the
blunt I grew up steadily masturbatin
inside of cells Young as hell, havin
conversations with myself You could tell
I wasn't lenient, a disobedient Lynched
and slapped teachers, bitch I'm not
readin it You don't know what dawgs go
through, a little nigga Sippin liquor
with my old dude, what the fu*kyou gon'
do? I'm quick to curse you, I told my
mother that I'ma hurt you if you ever
again mention a curfew (Kuniva) Look, my
family ignored me and I don't like that
They don't even listen when I tell them
I'll be right back (Yeah whatever) This
nice beautiful house ma, it don't mean
shit Cause you know daddy's a drunk and
he don't clean shit And yesterday he hit
me like a grown fuckin man I couldn't
stand up to him, I just ducked and ran
I'm sick of this, I wish on Christmas
that I can get a loaded four-fifth and
put a fuckin end to this (Fuck it) I got
no friends and I can't get a bitch Only
thing I have is dirty magazines and
sticky fingertips Nothin to smile about,
I'm about to lose my mind Got me an
automatic nine, now I'm ballin out
(Proof) Wait 'til school's over, pu-pil
are people to shoot through Kids goin
cuckoo, with a two-two Since my fame is
this new dude, in this high school Losin
his noodle learn that people don't like
you The football jocks is, spittin on
him Popular kids in school is now pickin
on him Burn out youngsta niggaz now
hittin on him And his teacher in his
english class keep flippin on him And
now he's grou

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