Mothafuckas always asking Zug Izland What's up with the hatchet? Man, why you always ask questions about Psychopathic? Y? (Chorus) Don't ask us
born quit sufferin', A mother's greed, get high, chasin' ghosts again. This will happen over and over again. (Chorus) I look into your eyes I feel your pain, life's insane
Traducción: Insane Clown Posse. Y.
(Chorus) Your mouth's flapping and I smell shit (BITCH SHUT UP!) Fuck you and who you run with (BITCH SHUT UP!) I'm from the east and I don't play that
(Esham) The red of blood I seen it come in 25 shades Just your ordinary average homicide days Long ago a homie told me, yo that crime pays Now I'm
Conquer Lyrics *Laughing* S-O-O-P-A (Violent J) I come flying out the sky on a jet surfboard Shooting people with a laser gun, four points scored
Go step to them bitches over there Fuck that, you go step to them bitches For what? Man, look out y'all Wibble wabble bumble boo I'm Violent J, nice
neck And choke you with it wicked clown style Ha ha fuck, Detroit's in this bitch Check it out muthafucka, yeah Wicked clown's in this muthafucka Jump steady in this muthafucka Wicked Clown
mouth And fuck the south Running with a gang of twenty street hoods, yo What's up bitch, ah, what's up ho? Sometimes you act like you ain't down With a psychotic wicked clown
(intro) "naw man not this mother fuk ass." "dont let him light it up." "no man we tight you go ahead and smoke that all to yourself dawg
This is the rags to riches story Of the insane clown posse Mancow made us rich and famous Whole world hate us, mancow played us Now look at us, platinum
Our Shit Simple And Blunt, And If You Take The Time To Listen As I Run This Down, Maybe You Might Even Dig Our Shit And Understand The Wickid Clown,
This one goes out to that special someone in my life We all have somebody special, this is for them I like ice cream, cherry pie and lemonade with summer
with a cannon ball, I buck 'em all fuck 'em all (Yeah) we standin' tall (Woooo!) Three 6 Mafia (Yes Yes), Insane Clown Posse, and Twiztid! (NOO!) (
I remember beatin down the block Was the thing to do in my fisherman hat with the kangaroo Everybody rap, though they hood was compton And the wolves
What up ya'll, hey, I got a lil' something to say. Know how I be chillin'? Chillin' in the underground? Well we see all ya'll, yeah we see ya'll. Know
very deeply, I think, I think very deeply Let's begin, what, where, why, or when Will all be explained like instructions to a game See I'm not insane
rest And all you gotta do is to try to go for the neck And it's sedatives, sedatives Like this, slow down Color smeared all around Weird sounds usin the mind of a clown
