Icp (insane Clown Posse) lyrics
Icp (insane Clown Posse) lyrics
"First Day Out Lyrics"
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(Eric CarmenScott McCarl) It' a hard life but you play it for laughs It's a cold-hearted business keep away from the draft And your fingers and your throat get sore But they're out there call
(Eric CarmenScott McCarl) It' a hard life but you play it for laughs It's a cold-hearted business keep away from the draft And your fingers and your throat get sore But they're out there call
"Got another funky rhyme
Another funky, funky rhyme
Got another funky rhyme
Another funky rhyme
Another funky, funky rhyme"
"Aw shit, man, that's the ICP!!!
This is my jam!!!
I'm on a psychedelic, motherfucking inter-gallactic void G!!!
Aw, shit!"
[Violent J]
Well, they let the gate up so I bail
It's been six months pick me up from the county jail
With a smog mother pa
Victim Iced Lyrics
Save me. I've served my time in hell. Cleanse me. Release me from the pain. Bludgeoned and battered. Tears trickle from your mind. Gaping wounds from the razor-sharp attack. Something i
yin' my duesSave me. I've served my time in hell. Cleanse me. Release me from the pain. Bludgeoned and battered. Tears trickle from your mind. Gaping wounds from the razor-sharp attack. Something i
Steel toliets, worn blankets, and rubber shoes
But I ain't naggin'
Here come the fellas I can hear the muffler draggin'
8 men in the car long
And the Faygo is almost gone
My nuts are kinda hard so I need a mate
So my homeboy's cousin set me up with a blind date
She said "Pick me up at three"
Can't bitch, the bus don't ride your street, ho
We gonna eat at Mexican Village
Take a cab and
She Digs Her Lyrics
========================= You Am I - She Digs Her ========================= Your eyes hit a gilded window when the Housewives Journal, started closing every door The wind's so stro
I'll pay the tab========================= You Am I - She Digs Her ========================= Your eyes hit a gilded window when the Housewives Journal, started closing every door The wind's so stro
And when she showed, well, I'll be damned
Left my wallet at home on the TV stand
Have her pay him and for dinner too
The knot in my sock, it done bit you
She's all prettied up for nothing
I'm smelling like shit and my chin is scruffing
And I'm chewing on my food like a pitbull
Cuz I won't front for the ho
Stuck my face in a bowl of soup
And just sucked it all up threw my missin' tooth
* send corrections to the typist [Mannie Fresh] My phone went ring bout a quarter to four Its Kevin's old bitch sayin open the door She said Tracey
"I have to fix my hair" and broke to the bathroom
She's got the tab, so I go for mine
And order up some '52 vintage wine
Hey, Louie, bring a fuckin' steak with that
Motherfuckers like jail say fuck dat
She's back now and her hair ain't fixed
Probably took a long greasy-ass smelly shit
I ain't saying nothing though
I ain't saying nothing bout the funkin' ho
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