Insane Clown Posse (ICP) lyrics
Insane Clown Posse (ICP) lyrics
"Insane Clown Posse (ICP)-I Want My Shit Lyrics"
Some Peace of Mind Lyrics
You see me on the street, well you guess I'm doing fine Oh but it's fantasy baby, almost all the time I've got to get away, by myself Oh the way it's going, soon be needing help 'Cause I'm just a man, doing the best I can Don't you understand, I just want some peace of mind You see me on the stage, doing my job I learn to do it well, keep on singing the song But sometimes it gets, so lonely out there When you're on the road and you're going nowhere Because I'm just a man, oh I ain't got no plans Don't you
You see me on the street, well you guess I'm doing fine Oh but it's fantasy baby, almost all the time I've got to get away, by myself Oh the way it's going, soon be needing help 'Cause I'm just a man, doing the best I can Don't you understand, I just want some peace of mind You see me on the stage, doing my job I learn to do it well, keep on singing the song But sometimes it gets, so lonely out there When you're on the road and you're going nowhere Because I'm just a man, oh I ain't got no plans Don't you
Insane Clown Posse (ICP)
I Want My Shit
Torus, born in 1775 I'm like 300 and somethin, but I'm still alive
I used to hang with the original, billy the kid
You probably think I'm only playin but, I did
My daddy's were a 2 headed freak show
Mamma a fortune tella, Azmerella Zella
Anyway they had sex on a Oija board
And I was born the next day
Violent J
When I was 14 I tripped on the train track
And I was crushed right there, on the steel rack
I'm out cold, they though it would fuck me up
I got up and itched my butt, and I'm like, what?
Everybody tripped and called me the clown devil boy child of the Witch heffer
Whatever
Tied me up burned me and threw stones
Had a few scrapes and cuts
Smokey Nuts
After that they started bowin and shit
Prayin to me, you know how those primatives get
I said get off my dick I
Persephone Lyrics
Hey, the chances I must waste Hey, ever dirt even there month got a car Here's what it takes (x4) Paper chase is on These are on my speed For he warbled Bought arachnophobe On the tiara, By the gin's rack Paper chase is on These are on my space Paper chase is on Hey, the chances I must face These are on my speed Oh, you warbler For he warbled Hey, that's by the car Bought arachnophobe On the tiara By the gin's rack Paper chase is on These are on my spaceain't a savior
I'm what ya call a juggalo, and all I want is my flava
4 simple things in this bitch before I die
I want a rusy ax
I wanna know voodoo
A fat bitch named Bridget
And a little sip of Faygo to
Till I get my shit in this motha fucka
I will neva DIE!
50 years passed all my homey's are old ass fucks
I ain't even got hair on my nuts
I left the village in the search of my ends, I wrestled Alligators
Battled terminators
Nothin ever killed me, nothin could harm me
I faught in the civil war, Yankees army
I walked across enemie lines with a mack 10
Man they didn't even have that shit back then
How you just gonna come in my shit and fuck it up?
Well at least make this shit sound real man damn!
I walked acrossed enemy lines with a, lantern
Steddy takin cannon balls
To the balls
The war ended, I traveled the cou
Hey, the chances I must waste Hey, ever dirt even there month got a car Here's what it takes (x4) Paper chase is on These are on my speed For he warbled Bought arachnophobe On the tiara, By the gin's rack Paper chase is on These are on my space Paper chase is on Hey, the chances I must face These are on my speed Oh, you warbler For he warbled Hey, that's by the car Bought arachnophobe On the tiara By the gin's rack Paper chase is on These are on my space
I'm what ya call a juggalo, and all I want is my flava
4 simple things in this bitch before I die
I want a rusy ax
I wanna know voodoo
A fat bitch named Bridget
And a little sip of Faygo to
Till I get my shit in this motha fucka
I will neva DIE!
50 years passed all my homey's are old ass fucks
I ain't even got hair on my nuts
I left the village in the search of my ends, I wrestled Alligators
Battled terminators
Nothin ever killed me, nothin could harm me
I faught in the civil war, Yankees army
I walked across enemie lines with a mack 10
Man they didn't even have that shit back then
How you just gonna come in my shit and fuck it up?
Well at least make this shit sound real man damn!
I walked acrossed enemy lines with a, lantern
Steddy takin cannon balls
To the balls
The war ended, I traveled the cou
99 9f Lyrics
99.9 Fahrenheit degrees Stable now, with rising possibilities It could be normal but it isn't quite Could make you want to stay awake at night You seem to me Like a man 0n the verge of burning 99.9 Fahrenheit degrees Pale as a candle And your face is hot And if I touch you I might get what you've got You seem to me Like a man On the verge of running 99.9 Fahrenheit degrees Something cool Against the skin Is what you could betry horse back
Until this fool tried to horse jack
He put his gat to my head and blew my face up
Didn't even smear the makeup
I took his gun a put a divit in his neck
The sherriff didn't like it
I got endited
87 long years in the state pen
Till they finally forgot why they put me in
They had to let me go, can't hold me on nothin
On they way out they like "Yo ain't you like a houndred and somethin?"
I'm said Yeah thats right, and I ain't gonna die till I get my shit motha fucka!!!
I want a rusy ax
I wanna know voodoo
A fat bitch named Bridget
Just a little sip or two
Till I get my shit in this motha fucka
I will neva DIE!
I slept under bridges, lived in a valley
Climbed up mountains, searched the alleys
More years passed and I still ain't died
Now I'm in Detroit on the Southwest Side
My homie has an empala blue '
99.9 Fahrenheit degrees Stable now, with rising possibilities It could be normal but it isn't quite Could make you want to stay awake at night You seem to me Like a man 0n the verge of burning 99.9 Fahrenheit degrees Pale as a candle And your face is hot And if I touch you I might get what you've got You seem to me Like a man On the verge of running 99.9 Fahrenheit degrees Something cool Against the skin Is what you could be
Until this fool tried to horse jack
He put his gat to my head and blew my face up
Didn't even smear the makeup
I took his gun a put a divit in his neck
The sherriff didn't like it
I got endited
87 long years in the state pen
Till they finally forgot why they put me in
They had to let me go, can't hold me on nothin
On they way out they like "Yo ain't you like a houndred and somethin?"
I'm said Yeah thats right, and I ain't gonna die till I get my shit motha fucka!!!
I want a rusy ax
I wanna know voodoo
A fat bitch named Bridget
Just a little sip or two
Till I get my shit in this motha fucka
I will neva DIE!
I slept under bridges, lived in a valley
Climbed up mountains, searched the alleys
More years passed and I still ain't died
Now I'm in Detroit on the Southwest Side
My homie has an empala blue '
Painting Nebraksa Lyrics
We painted a perfect picture together We sang a song 87 miles long Do you have some kindness for me? Remembering something I heard It hurts when actions speak louder than words Do you have some time for me? A painting of nebraska Afraid as our hearts pray For another day And a day away Did I miss some signs for me?67
Last night we hit the road pushin 111
I stuck my head out the window told 'em forward the most
And let my nugget ping off a light post
hahahaha hell yeah cuz, yeah it hurts a little bit but then ya gotta straight bust
The world hates me cuz of shit like this
They always try and kill me but, MISS
I know it's odd cuz my face is forever painted
When I was born the bitch ass doctor fainted
My tongues a little long I choke people with it
Looks kinda nasty, but chicks dig it
And I told ya my neck can strech for miles
I sorta look like somethin from the X-Files
People wanna see me die for then a little bit But I'm a juggalo, and as a juggalo I want my SHIT
And I ain't gonna die till I get it!!!!
I want a rusy ax
I wanna know voodoo
A fat bitch named Bridget
I said Faygo FUCK Mountain Dew
Till I get my shit in this motha fucka
I will neva Die!
We painted a perfect picture together We sang a song 87 miles long Do you have some kindness for me? Remembering something I heard It hurts when actions speak louder than words Do you have some time for me? A painting of nebraska Afraid as our hearts pray For another day And a day away Did I miss some signs for me?
Last night we hit the road pushin 111
I stuck my head out the window told 'em forward the most
And let my nugget ping off a light post
hahahaha hell yeah cuz, yeah it hurts a little bit but then ya gotta straight bust
The world hates me cuz of shit like this
They always try and kill me but, MISS
I know it's odd cuz my face is forever painted
When I was born the bitch ass doctor fainted
My tongues a little long I choke people with it
Looks kinda nasty, but chicks dig it
And I told ya my neck can strech for miles
I sorta look like somethin from the X-Files
People wanna see me die for then a little bit But I'm a juggalo, and as a juggalo I want my SHIT
And I ain't gonna die till I get it!!!!
I want a rusy ax
I wanna know voodoo
A fat bitch named Bridget
I said Faygo FUCK Mountain Dew
Till I get my shit in this motha fucka
I will neva Die!