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"INSIDE THE MIND OF A TEEN KILLER"
Written and Performed by rapper Wise
Concept by Phil Chalmers
Backup vocals and guitars by Motoi Nishihata
Mixed and Mastered by Platinum Mike and Dwayne Pugh

VERSE ONE
American Gangstaz, let the Glock pop, til yo heart stop, like Frank Lucas
Now give me a second, let me show you how they do it
They put it in the music, and said it don't influence
But gotta be more to it, because they start to do it
What about the movies Momma, Ya'll thought it was only drama
Until America got hit by a Jeffrey Dahmer
Texas Chainsaw Massacre, Ya'll thought it was really funny
Until your child got in the hands of a Ted Bundy
But they ain't hard to find, we breeding every kind
Klebold and Harris took they time to shoot up Columbine
They really don't want to name it, it's violent entertainment
They think it's really fine because they making a gold mine

CHORUS
Killer, Killer, Killer, Inside the Mind of a Teen Killer

VERSE TWO
A victim of depression, got all these kids a stressin'
And dealing with peer pressure, It's makin' a hard lesson
And when he goes to school, he's being bullied too
And many think it's cool, but know it's really cruel
His families' unstable, alone at the dinner table
And now he start to change, hanging with the cults and gangs
They getting to his brain, no mo of feelin' shame
Saying homicide then suicide is the only aim
Since nobody listens, he went into the kitchen
Got a butcher knife, and his Momma was his first victim
Then he goes to school, so he can get revenge
Start a killing spree including his ex-girlfriend
Now you might think it's fiction, but it's really true
Luke turned that Mississippi school into a blood pool (2X)

VERSE THREE
Grand Theft Auto, they fantasize with the 9 milla
Before you know it, your teen's another Natural Born Killa
When they pump the Mossberg, gonna really need a doctor
Got drive-by's from the hood to the suburbs
And ICP, Eminem and 50 Cent know
But still don't wanna take responsibility for their model role
They wanna ask me why? What do they feel inside?
But Chalmers had the answer twenty years spreading True Lies
But many don't wanna listen until they locked in prison
6x8 cells, like Hell behind steel bars
With rapists, that's ready to punk em out on the yard
And murderers, that's just waitin' for you to drop your guard
This ain't no prison break, Homie, this is true life
Tryin' to reach another teen killer before somebody dies
Or Momma's gotta cry, askin' the Judge why
Because they failed to see the killer in her teen's eyes
So if you a gangsta, skinhead or even in a cult
Better listen to Phil Chalmers, then switch it up (2X)

SONG ENDS WITH GUNSHOT