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Insane Clown Posse!
ICP! about to take you way back! way back that is, to Vernor!

Posse, yeah!
Me and Shaggy 2 Dope in the home away from home
an order of that to go then

Inner City Posse's got the Dogbeats
ICP we got the Dogbeats

No you don't stop with the funk from the old days
Start on your
Don't act like a snobby model you just hit the lotto
O-oh o-oh, bitches hopping in my Tahoe
Got one riding shotgun and no not one of them got clothes
Now
beautifully articulated 

Demonstrated by the never faded strong facial feature 

of the teacher, I am the teacher, you can check it 

The styles they're
we spot him, Evil E shot him
Dead in the face, made sure that he got him
Others ran, but no mercy to the posse's wrath
Automatic Uzi motherfuckin
Don't act like a snobby model you just hit the lotto
O-oh o-oh, bitches hopping in my Tahoe
Got one riding shotgun and no not one of them got clothes
Now
let's overdub a little a little finger p-
No, no, no Clem no!
By greckins you put a little, little bit, a little finger poppin' on thar 
it's gonna be
of sex, if man could overthrow it
He'd be king in a day, no way. We get rich, hard, give it away
We're weak and as we speak, the girls are hawkin'
Sizin' me
wit the boomin style, black as tar 
Smokin, the E's no jokin, so don't trip or flip 
And make a hit, so bust it 
Some ain't feel the way I do when I
whoa-oh, singing oh Santa Rosa
Whoa-oh, high and low-oh-oo
Then one day, sang ol' Craig,
I'll be free to go my way

And be standing by the bay at Santa
a beat, give me a stage to stand on
I know that none y'all ever planned on
A dude from L.A. who could rock shit this way
Have his record go gold, with no
posses, we sustain

No more deception, you must make your own way

Our dreams are what we are inside
And when we close our eyes
We see our future
15 years on this lonely road
I paid my own way
I carried my own load
I never ask too much from no one

I was much too proud
All I ever wanted
Lisa, could I get a date on Friday?
And if you're busy, I wouldn't mind taking
Saturday
Round up de posse, Fugee comin' 'round de way,
Nappy heads in
drive-by I shoot
Blast their ass, smoke the spot like a genie
Many niggaz want to be one, but they don't want to see me
MACK the renegade rap rebel, ghetto
Before I snitch on my clique, I'll fry
Or watch time go by
Niggas want to steal slabs, and dib or dab 
In the posse, who steals from the hands that feed
[Culture Freedom]
Heavens to Merkatroid!! *Snagglepuss imitation*

[Wise Intelligent]
Posse, friends God, tend to the teacher
Stammered at me
[Intro]
What the fuck? 
'99, get your name back nigga
(Get your name back nigga)
Double Up Motherfucker (99)
Double Up Motherfucker
Don't
[Intro]
What the f***? 
'99, get your name back n****
(Get your name back n****)
Double Up Motherf***er (99)
Double Up Motherf***er
Don't
Don't act like a snobby model you just hit the lotto
O-oh o-oh, bitches hopping in my Tahoe
Got one riding shotgun and no not one of them got clothes
Now
Don't act like a snobby model you just hit the lotto
O-oh o-oh, bitches hopping in my Tahoe
Got one riding shotgun and no not one of them got clothes
Now
L.T., Uh, The nerve of this bitch

A bitch made purpose is to service a mac
In a skirt till her feet hurt workin trap
No breaks, ho break mine
Cruisin' for a bruisin', I'm talkin' no crap
Pipe bomb in my trunk, got a nine in my lap
I'm layin' for a sprayin', tonight there's no playin'
to prison not once, but twice
Kept a stupid thick posse
Made of thugs and
Crooks and hoods
and vet hustlers
Who were up to no good
But they all stood behind
heart is broken and I'm in distress
Don't want to eat, don't want to sleep
'Cause I'm thinking 'bout the dirty way you treated me
I'm in no mood for