[Intro]“Okay, class, here’s the deal: we’ve been over chapter 18 all week long. We’ve had several different pop quizzes. I gotta tell you, Jennifer, you did a really wonderful job on your pop quiz. Mason, keep up the good work. Now, you guys all know that ‘columbic’ is the main term...”“[?] children that go here. One of them is that she locked herself inside the closet because she heard gunshots, called her mom, said ‘Mom, you need to get down here immediately.”“A student at the school allegedly stormed into the cafeteria, armed with a 38 caliber pistol, and opened fire.”[Verse 1]Wicked thoughts, all in my headWicked, wicked thoughts, all in my headI want them all dead. I want them all dead!Close my eyes, see the walls turning red (Yup!)Now I gotta get out and grab all my thingsHave to make it to class before the bell ringsCan’t draw no attention to fuck up my plansSlip right into class with my bag in my handsSit down in my seat in the back of the classI can’t wait to attack ‘em and smack ‘em with doomThey don’t notice me now, but they will very fastWhen I whip out this Uzi and sweep like a broomThen in walks the teacher, she settles them downNow I’m sweaty and nervous and ready to blow‘Cause it’s time to unzip it, and poppin’ aroundAs my heart starts to pound, I see who’s first to goBoom! I spot him. A friend is not himBoom! I shot him. Between his eyes, I got himBoom! Fuck this dumb class. Pussy holes, run fastBoom! I’m that little girl with the big gun blastPow! Look at how I took him out (Wow)Call me Bulimic Becky, bitch, how you like me now?Pow! There’s no escape. *gunshots* Bullet holes I makeHa ha! How many more lives can a ho take?[Chorus]You know that girl that they call bulimic?Only in quiet, she’s one of the rejects, wellI heard in class, she has guns in her locker, oh my (Ha ha ha!)If she goes off, tell me, how will they stop her?[Verse 2]I run down the hall. Fuck slowin’, all sinisterDuck, duck slow and crawl, but then I saw Jennifer (Yup!)Prayin’, while bawlin’, but I don’t see no ministerI stick this gun into her ear, get in and “Finish her!”Don’t make friends, see you trippin’Better back up out of my distanceOr your card gets pulled and you missin’Pistol cocked, and it got me wishin’That all these hoes would just come on outGet fucked with a couple of my 38 roundsStraight droppin’ students on the groundMade the school go hush… They don’t wanna be foundSirens and screaming and now it’s not just the peopleI have to make my rounds quickly, ‘cause there won’t be any sequelI’m dashing down every hallway, quickly trying to find moreThat’s when I hear a megaphone blaring loudly at the front doorCome out with my hands up? Y’all are crazy as fuckI still got cartridges left, I’m ‘bout to blow this place up[?] for them, but on the news it’s a blurGot every person in the county screaming, “Stop her!”[Chorus]You know that girl that they call bulimic?Only in quiet, she’s one of the rejects, well (Reject, I’m a juggalo)I heard in class, she had guns in her locker, oh myIf she goes off, tell me, how will they stop her?[Bridge]With the big gun blast, with the, with theBoom! Boom! I’m that little girl (Yup)With the big gun blast, with the, with theHow will they stop her? I’m that little girlWith the big gun blast, with the, with theBoom! Boom! I’m that little girl *school bell*With the big gun blast, with the, with theHow will they stop her? *gunshot*[Outro]*school bell* *children laughing*“Wake up, Bulimic!”“Ew, eat a cheeseburger”“Get up, Skeletor! Ha ha.”“She’s such a loser”
