Mr Johnson's Head - Insane Clown Posse

Mr. Johnson's Head 

[Violent J] 
Sitting in the class with my head on the desk 
Teacher's trying to talk but I could give a fuck less 
I'm staring at the freak that I know I'm in love with 
But she don't even know my name it's always been the same 
I just lay my head down and drown in my spit 
Nobody even notices I'm here cuz I ain't shit 
I hear voices but I don't know what they saying 
Sweat is on my forehead cuz my brain's inside decaying 
And this bitch that I love probably don't have no idea 
She's talking to her friends I'm in the corner and I see her 
Something's happening but it isn't very clear 
Sounds like a bell, sounds like an electric chair 
Next thing I know walking in the crowded hall 
So many different faces that I throw up on the wall 
Some are yelling "sick" and the others stop and stare 
But I don't care, I'm in a hurry going nowhere 
See, my head is spinning cuz I'm lonely and I'm twisted 
But I have a secret everybody missed it 
Just a nobody and I think it's a drag 
But I got Mr. Johnson's head in my bookbag 

[Chorus (2x)] 
I couldn't stand the pressure, not another day 
I didn't like the fucker Mr. Johnson anyway 
I sat up in his class, he hung a rebel flag 
I cut the bigots head off and I stuffed it in my bag 

[Violent J] 
I wish somebody knew me cuz then they could say I'm wrong 
But since nobody knows me I got it going on 
I'm staring at the clock, I listen for the tock 
I gotta couple food stamps folded in my sock 
I guess I'm just a ghost cuz everybody walks through me 
If I died in class they would probably say they knew me 
Or they wouldn't care, they wouldn't even move 
A dead body rotting in the back of the room 
For weeks and months, stinking up the class 
Until somebody noticed then they throw me in the trash 
I can hear the teacher man talking about Columbus 
He nothing but a