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do this is just true
I'm with the crew i'm with the posse
Motley go ahead, stock me
I got the swag, they look at me properly
I do it promptly

essence.
I'm looking for some leverage.
Catch up, trying to catch me.
Curse-ed, depress-ed.
Here to make you happy.
"Hey daddy tell me why the clown is

boy
What you talking 'bout? The loud?
Nah
What you talking 'bout?
Nah, what is that smell?
It might be the pasta in the corner

If you knows then you

Vision swimming I might drown
Foolish thoughts a funny clown
Madness is a mighty mouse
A gnawing rat, I'm buggin' out
Think I'm going crazy baby tell me do

West Side is the town you will see me
Run through the city with the gold weed
Stop by my crew my homies
Ain't gonna do much just smoke weed

West

Gunsmoke Cologne

Your Old Droog

Your Old Droog

2014

even do doubles my ho is too supple
Unlike yours
Granny with a bubble, tranny with the stubble
You clowns will never make it like we made it
All

to the right of you a Nazi?
Cower off before I say mean things to your posse

Fuck you, you don't control what is said
Free speech! Free speech! 

Sticks

to the right of you a Nazi?
Cower off before I say mean things to your posse

Fuck you, you don't control what is said
Free speech! Free speech! 

Sticks

What ingenuity, dude!
You fresh and new with… nothing
You're a fool to think
You accomplished even single thing
By spitting all on the community with

haunted by the weakness of us all
Candid cuz all I wanna be is what I thought, branded
I gotta hand it to the man, this manic mark's damaged
Dancing with

and more
So East Coast, what the fuck is you waiting for?
It's Real Raw, we're giving you more and more
So Down South what the fuck is you waiting for?
It's

of the human race
And oh, shit, here it comes, the deadly smog
I can tell by the howl of the stray dog
The air is calm, the streets are so still
When the smog

of clowns I'm surrounded by who don't even know how to try to make real raps
I'll put my hook in now
You're overlookin' now
What it takes to even make it

To no phony fuckin' rappers
Even if this was the rapture, man
How could I now?
A bunch of clowns I'm surrounded by who don't even know how to try to make

We Got tha Fat Joint

King Tee

Tha Triflin' Album

1993

a jeep, deep with my posse
What's up, sister? yeah, it's mister
K-I-n-g tee, I brung a mixture
Of ruff rhymes, I drove by to shoot the pop rap
Cause you

No Mercy

Flesh-N-Bone

T.H.U.G.S.: Trues Humbly United Gatherin' Souls

1996

[Big Punisher]
Here comes the pain, one in your brain frame
Niggas is thinkin' this shit is a game
Slip in a clip in the MAC
Clack, what's my name? Big

leaving burrowed treasure
Like everything I bodied is in a sarcophagus
Though it's preposterous that what's expelled from my esophagus
Is the basis

You should know the name by now man
Uh
Fuck what you heard I'm the new king in town
Yeah I put it down I don't play around
I'm smoking on a pound

The United states government admits that the existence of extraterrestrial life is real. 

“Can I get a little more beat? Just a little more beat.”

Quiet

disband
Cause I don't need you to hold my hands
What I need is a fucking chance
Cause
There's so much out there I haven't explored
I'd rather be there than

dripping on my Nikes
If right is wrong
Then how can left be right
I'm quite insane
Yet stay completely out of sight
Quite contrite
Contra maneuvering
Proving

Got the clown mask on
But I do not play
Get out you don't have long
I'm heading your way
Programming is glitching
I can bring a certain pain
Enter

The Shaggy Show

Insane Clown Posse

The Amazing Jeckel Brothers

1999

here! 
Alright! What up y'all? Welcome to the show 
I'm Shaggy  like you don't fuckin' know 
This is my sidekick  Fat Pat 
He goes "Ha ha ha ha"

I'm callin' up a storm
Forgettin' what is dry and warm
So I take a fall through the days
That we've got to engrave
All these things
Drivin' me insane