Lyrics:
"People often wonder how two
Serial killers from Detroit
They call themselves the Insane Clown Posse
Became so rich and famous"
"Now you see here
slide cause I done got fame
Fuck the name, I can't have shit in this fuckin game
Without niggaz tryin to test nuts, tryin to act bad
I'm a fuck you
hurts more than your birthdays, my worst days, I chain spray, Eric Dav
Wait up damn, I mean damn, wait up and need to tone it down for radio stance
Wake
and bring it down to the rented
By now, it's a little past five
And I'm still trying to roll, could barely open my eyes
Next thing I know, she giving me
(C-Sick)
Uh, soon as you here this verse, I'm out the record deal
They cheated twelve albums, four years, and that's a record still
Head
on the radio, and it's disturbing you
Big Moe nigga that's my big dog, and my love ain't never gon withdrawal
So we clicked up coming to get why'all, my nigga
Greetings, earthlings
We have now taken over your radio
Goin' straight through the hole
You ain't got no game
I'm breakin' ya out the frame
you had an imagination
The nation wishes you Wood
I have your schizophrenia right here
I know how to face it without fear
I've never been diagnosed
high for three days
You can tell by the way I walk I ain't from 'round hurr
Probably couldn't tell 'cause I ain't walkin' nowhere
I got a old-school
corner of your mouth
Let me caress you by the hips and take this talking down south
Pour me a glass of entendre; better make it double
Let me rock your
in
I said Imma talk my shit until they knock on my door at three in the morn
Now knock on my door now knock on my door
You ain't getting in
Trumps so
and original lust
I know it stings, but you're better off without them for friends
I can't do much but I promise you I'm here to the end
Can you bleed? Can you
the night right, it was me and three of my boys
down at some bar sip lil rum, feelin' kinda lonesome
Mad open off the port hole that made me want to explode
yourself down, you dont give yourself credit
Making all your videos, get lost inside the edit
Drowning all your sorrows, think you need a paramedic
We got
what's all that for
Then I'm like woman I called this house and a man picked up my phone
She says calm down did you forget my brother Twon came home
O
You hear me rhyme and try to shine on my time forget it
Hear me on radio live vocally do edits
E Swift scratchin and threading with supreme
am so cool
Knock knock, "Who is it?"
"It's the Soopa, here to pay that ass a visit heard you wasn't givin up
Your pussy, so I got the right dick
who)
Damn, here comes a police man
He drove right up on me and flashed his light
Then I pulled over without thinkin' twice
He hopped out the car
With this one old drunk chick and some fella with green teeth
An' I was almost to the door when the biggest one
Said you tip your hat to this lady
With this one old drunk chick and some fella with green teeth
An' I was almost to the door when the biggest one
Said you tip your hat to this lady
this bar!
By two o'clock, when the bars are already closed down, BILLY had broken 'THE BIG NEWS' to ETHELL. And with dust and boulders everywhere,
on my door and he's like
Why did a bunch of girls come into our house at 3 in the morning
And I'm like, I wish I could tell you that it was eh, you know,
Hello baby, you will not believe this
This nigga ain't been home in three days
His kids runnin' all over my house
I don't know what to do
He
Hello baby, you will not believe this
This nigga ain't been home in three days
His kids runnin' all over my house
I don't know what to do
He
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