Lyrics of 'Miss's Story' by Pump It Up

Speaking: There was a field held, on the third of November... Miss S... Hey ya'll better run... bodies... thirty... people...
Beaten like a dog the new world, S Mortified death like the words said Goin' against, can't stand the bloody pain And in the end Dang Dang Dang Dang!
In the merge, one by one Kids senseless, five kids at the same age Mortified five was group beaten She lost her life in the end

Sometimes, when bodies hit the streets Each ones get caught in the heat Oh yes, it's all about the cheddar What we use to rolls to do to make ya better

Sometimes, when bodies hit the streets Each ones get caught by the heat Oh yes, it's all about the cheddar What we use to rolls to do to make ya better

Each threw a party for an hour It's like S's fate six times The police said, because the death was so obvious Not even a question
Check it, when S never stepped into all the hospitals She was a healthy kid, God forgive What these young thugs did God forget what these young thugs did

(Hablado: A question mark arises on the point that out of the five students assailance by the truant police officer and Abu Tang. What, she did said about insurance card! Father's had the price, right? She's healthy! She hasn't been to a hospital! That's not how she really died... Too mortified! Calm down, sir. It'll be all right. Too mortified! It's too much!)

If all of you see your parents Hear the sound of the blood boiling to the top of the throat Exposed the reality of true violence The deligence of the problem by the school district Or the high school And the attitude of the police department And duty to check the problems in On, Your, Hands!