My college students sit next to James Homes, 
*His mental light ain't on and the love in him ain't showin*
So I gotta invite him to study at my strange home, 
‘cause he needs to be flame thrown and repeatedly banged on.
Til his brain gone, you think *you Bain*? I put my fangs on, 
Then the game's on, gonna play goin' break his damn bones
‘Cause trends roll, get him a hook to hang on 
And drain Holmes, lames * gonna * to switch this insane tone.
You have entered the dungeon of real killers, 
Demon, they will fill us with drillers and steel millas
He'll pay me with life, ‘cause this animal's real crazy, 
Cuz this motherfucker don't even care if he kill babies.
I wish this would've happened like it happened in my mind, 
Instead of what occurred in theatre number nine.
My condolonces to the families that mourn, 
*All* humanity was torn from what he damaged. See some horns. Muthafuckas
BURN IN HELL FOR ETERNITY FOR WHAT YOU DID! 
THE DEPTHS OF HELL GONNA SWALLOW YOUR ASS! 
Gone, baby, gone, never made the dawn, 
Never had a fucking chance to turn crazy on, 
My Fire in AC is doctor, shot ya, 
Aurora, Colorado, I got you.
This enemy feel horror or war, 
I make him feel the flame, 
For the respect of the families I mention no names.
And I can feel your pain, you see the devil's face?
Look at him smiling on trial, this is a closed case.
Mister Yates, let him in, close the gate, 
This is the date for his fate, there will be no escape.
Duct tape, zip it, I'll strap him down, 
Scratch a name, kill him, give him his clapping prown.
Turn off your cell phones, no talking in the PB, 
Was the last midnight show and you know just how it end, too.
It ain't no part two, this ain't no cartoon, 
Watch ‘em stars screaming for dime when I put the smart on.
This is the murder show, order the blood bath, 
A psychopath that murder psychopaths, let him that.
And walk away like I'm just a man with my bandana, 
I turn ‘em back, I don't black like I'm PacMan.
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Gone, baby, gone, never made the dawn, 
Never had a fucking chance to turn crazy on, 
My Fire in AC is doctor, shot ya, 
Aurora, Colorado, I got you.
Wish I can fill him with wisdom, 
Not got him, not hit him, 
I catch him, I slip him, I stay on my feet, 
Colorado legion, won't you let me go eat?
James, your brain will be dangling from slander thought, 
Strangers could change that, just suffer ***
I wish a nigga would, run up in the movies while I'm in there with my kids
And my boo/
I will be poppin them back at you/ ‘cause oddly they life is cool/
And I'm godly when I get stupid
Psychotic is no excuse, ‘cause I'm mental and I can prove it. Okay! 
We hold him oppressions and they're effortless
For Holmes can count his blessings
‘cause they came here with the rest of us
And I'd love to take his chest off the rest of ‘em, 
Arrest ‘em, I ain't good enough, let's make him a vegetable.
On second thought, Imma pray for him, NAH! 
Hope the Angel of Death open up the gate for him, YAH!.
Better tell him if you're busting a ruler, 
All the nation's rep the "Snake and the Bat" will be aiming for ya. KALI! 
IN THE MORTAL WORDS OF TECH N9NE BABY, THE SANDS OF TIME HAVE ALREADY BEGUN
TO POUR AGAINST YOU! 
Gone, baby, gone, never made the dawn, 
Never had a fucking chance to turn crazy on, 
My Fire in AC is doctor, shot ya, 
Aurora, Colorado, I got you.
COLORADO, I GOT YOU, TECH N9NE GOT YOU, SMACKOLA GOT YOU, STRANGE MUSIC, 
THAT'S OUR BIGGEST MARKET, WE LOVE YOU! OUR CONDOLENCES TO THE FAMILIES WHO
LOST THEIR LOVED ONES TO THIS PUNK...