ICP: Mr. Johnson's head

Sitting in the class with my head on the deskTeachers trying to talk but I could give a fuck lessIm staring at the freak that I know Im in love withBut she dont even know my name its always been the sameI just lay my head down and drown in my spitNobody even notices Im here cuz I aint shitI hear voices but I dont know what they sayingSweat is on my forehead cuz my brains inside decayingAnd this bitch that I love probably dont have no ideaShes talking to her friends Im in the corner and I see herSomethings happening but it isnt very clearSounds like a bell, sounds like an electric chairNext thing I know walking in the crowded hallSo many different faces that I throw up on the wallSome are yelling sick and the others stop and stareBut I dont care, Im in a hurry going nowhereSee, my head is spinning cuz Im lonely and Im twistedBut I have a secret everybody missed itJust a nobody and I think its a dragBut I got Mr. Johnsons head in my bookbag[Chorus (2x)]I couldnt stand the pressure, not another dayI didnt like the fucker Mr. Johnson anywayI sat up in his class, he hung a rebel flagI cut the bigots head off and I stuffed it in my bag[Violent J]I wish somebody knew me cuz then they could say Im wrongBut since nobody knows me I got it going onIm staring at the clock, I listen for the tockI gotta couple food stamps folded in my sockI guess Im just a ghost cuz everybody walks through meIf I died in class they would probably say they knew meOr they wouldnt care, they wouldnt even moveA dead body rotting in the back of the roomFor weeks and months, stinking up the classUntil somebody noticed then they throw me in the trashI can hear the teacher man talking about ColumbusHe nothing but an old dead fuck with a compassRan up on a beach and threw everybody offAnd then he claimed discovery and now we all applaudI dont give a fuck to learn your uncle went to hellIm trapped in mind and my brain is my cellBut I have a key, its called insanityI stick in my brain to unlock eternityJust a nobody and I think its a dragBut I got Mr. Johnsons head in my bookbag[Chorus (2x)]Okay, today were gonna learn about A Great Freedom. If youll turn your textbooks to Chapter Four well get started. Americas the land of the free, all racists live together in harmony, and we are alltreated equal, we all live togerther in the same wealthy community and we are alternate equals. Yes?Man, Mr. Johnson already taught us this. Aint he ever coming back?Uh, uh, hes, uh, very ill right now.[Violent J]No, they can sit and front about it all dayBut I left his fucking body in the hallwayAnd in the morning they opened up the doorAnd seen his motherfucking carcass laying on the floorBut they would never suspect me Im just a nerdI try to speak my word, it always goes unheardI could chop my arms off and run around the classI doubt theyd even notice, but Id be dying fastCuz theyd rather learn about redneck chickerWho owned a couple slaves but I guess it doesnt matterFuck Washington, Benjamin, fuck em all ahThey can suck my nuts till they wood teeth fall outAnd the class wanna know who could it beBut Im like Dewey Boodie, you aint never heard of meIm just a nobody and I think its a dragBut I got his motherfucking melon chilling in my bookbag[Chorus (9x)]