Icp (insane Clown Posse) lyrics
Icp (insane Clown Posse) lyrics
"Cartoon Nightmares Lyrics"
Runaway Lyrics
On the street where you live girls talk about their social lives They're made of lipstick, plastic and paint, a touch of sable in their eyes All your life all you've asked when's your Daddy gonna talk to you
That was from 1994...
Welcome to Forgotten Freshness Volume 3
Draw something make sure you don't forget your red pen
cause we gonna need it when you draw the blood in
ps-ps-ps-psychopathic records baby all offensive powers
our plane's high-jacked, head for record label towers
drink of choice, Faygo, rock-n-rye with hennesey
i like marijuana that is sent from tennessee
I'm sick of rock guitars always lacin' our
we bout to get wicked for the sixth (the sixth), the sixth (the sixth)
I like cuttin' heads off, blood trail through the house
down to the basement where I hollow them out
?? dont't you reach for the phone
I'm gonna cut you up and voodoo drums with your bones
[Chorus:]
Cartoon Nightmares!
Science fiction, brain incision.
Cartoon Nightmares!
Satellites and televisions.
Won't you draw me?
Liq
I will hurry right there.
(walk like an) Egyptian.
Im like Richard Remeriz (the stalker)
and I didn't even know it
Of course I mean without the ACDC and the money
Local Rappers from my city they wanna talk smack
But they be so wack they aint worth dissing back
(Worth Yo Body) Nope
Break yo head, pull out ya brain
pass it down the line, we call it the train
Look at that
On the street where you live girls talk about their social lives They're made of lipstick, plastic and paint, a touch of sable in their eyes All your life all you've asked when's your Daddy gonna talk to you
That was from 1994...
Welcome to Forgotten Freshness Volume 3
Draw something make sure you don't forget your red pen
cause we gonna need it when you draw the blood in
ps-ps-ps-psychopathic records baby all offensive powers
our plane's high-jacked, head for record label towers
drink of choice, Faygo, rock-n-rye with hennesey
i like marijuana that is sent from tennessee
I'm sick of rock guitars always lacin' our
Estella Lyrics
Estella steps in silence Her every movement caught Encased in gilded memory Here it comes again Anticipation racing through me Thrilling with emotion You still me Est
shitEstella steps in silence Her every movement caught Encased in gilded memory Here it comes again Anticipation racing through me Thrilling with emotion You still me Est
we bout to get wicked for the sixth (the sixth), the sixth (the sixth)
I like cuttin' heads off, blood trail through the house
down to the basement where I hollow them out
?? dont't you reach for the phone
I'm gonna cut you up and voodoo drums with your bones
[Chorus:]
Cartoon Nightmares!
Science fiction, brain incision.
Cartoon Nightmares!
Satellites and televisions.
Won't you draw me?
Liq
Pus/Rot Lyrics
Your bowels are rotten Your face is decaying Your eyeballs have failed you And so has your brain And your rectum is bleeding Your fingers are missing Your skin has turned grey In your vei
id lines of (technicolor) color.Your bowels are rotten Your face is decaying Your eyeballs have failed you And so has your brain And your rectum is bleeding Your fingers are missing Your skin has turned grey In your vei
I will hurry right there.
(walk like an) Egyptian.
Im like Richard Remeriz (the stalker)
and I didn't even know it
Of course I mean without the ACDC and the money
Local Rappers from my city they wanna talk smack
But they be so wack they aint worth dissing back
(Worth Yo Body) Nope
Break yo head, pull out ya brain
pass it down the line, we call it the train
Look at that
Run Rudolph Run Lyrics
Out of all the reindeer you know you're the mastermind Run, run Rudolph, Randalph's not too far behind Run, run Rudolph, Santa's got to make it to town Randalph he can hurry, he can take the freeway down
girl [2x]
Booty in the pants [2x]
Shakin that thing [2x]
Like WHUT WHUT WHUT WHUT
If you were Andre The Giant, that shit would be slick
You could finger fuck a girl and she would think it's your dick
Blood ozes down the screen
Off the page and magazine
Off the table to the floor
Cross the tile out tha door
[Chorus]
ICP headin back to St. Louis
Nelly scoot over, me and shaggy bout to
Out of all the reindeer you know you're the mastermind Run, run Rudolph, Randalph's not too far behind Run, run Rudolph, Santa's got to make it to town Randalph he can hurry, he can take the freeway down
girl [2x]
Booty in the pants [2x]
Shakin that thing [2x]
Like WHUT WHUT WHUT WHUT
If you were Andre The Giant, that shit would be slick
You could finger fuck a girl and she would think it's your dick
Blood ozes down the screen
Off the page and magazine
Off the table to the floor
Cross the tile out tha door
[Chorus]
ICP headin back to St. Louis
Nelly scoot over, me and shaggy bout to