Insane Clown Posse — Psychopathic (Carnival Of Carnage 1992)
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Psychopathic (Carnival Of Carnage 1992) Insane Clown Posse04:43
Текст песни: Psychopathic (Carnival Of Carnage 1992)
Psychopathic Lyrics[Verse 1: Violent J] Well, I've been to the state house and then some Payed my debts but I'm still a street hoodlum Dropped out of school 'cause I couldn't find my locker Stubbles on my chin, I got hair like Chewbacca Might see me sleeping on the street Don't look for a job 'cause there's no jobs looking for me Then it all went to my head Next day, forty-nine motherfuckers dead Tell the pigs I did it Pull your spine out your back, and beat you in the head with it And keep your bitch in place Or I'm a send her ass home with a foot print on her face Uh, I'm hatin' sluts Shoot 'em in the face, step back, and itch my nuts 'Less I'm in the sack 'Cause I fuck so hard it'll break they back All the pressure packed into one nut I was waiting on a bus, and my head blew up And the sight'll make ya sick Violent J, motherfucker! psychopathic Psychopathic [Interlude: Shaggy 2 Dope] Thought you knew, bitch ICP made up of psychotic, demented, psycho-kleptic motherfuckers And we might put a hook on your throat like it ain't nobody's business [Verse 2: Violent J] First I'm standing by the train tracks Then you see me running but naked with a battle axe I'm swinging and slicing and chopping and cutting and Aah, until I'm nuttin' Seems like I always get beat down Like the hawk turned to the wicked clown Tiptoe back to the ghetto zone 'Cause Southwest Detroit is this demented one's home So you might see me at a festival Cussin', rude, and scratchin' my testicles With a cold two-liter in hand Rapping to the bitch at the french fry stand Take her to the Patton Park Then I'll make a sexist remark 'Cause they're all eventually bitchin' So if we ain't fucking, take your ass to the kitchen Police don't like me, it's obvious Just don't look in the trunk Or the sight'll make you sick Violent J, motherfucker, psychopathic [Interlude] "Hey man why don't you slide some of that Faygo over here? Come on man, you farted didn't you? I should sock your ass man, you farted! Chill, chill, man, it's a cop What man? What?! Your license and registration that's what, you little fuck face Hey, hey yo man, fuck you, you fat jelly-filled motherfucker! Get out of the car, get the fuck outta the car! What's up? *gunshots* Bitch, come on man (What're you doing, man?) (Let's get the fuck out of here) Fuck you, fuck you man!" [Verse 3: Violent J] Yeah, I've always been a psycho Psycho-psycho-sick-psycho-sick-psycho-psycho I'll throw rocks at stray dogs Build crackhouses out of Lincoln logs I cut class, said I was a faker You was in school, I was home watching Green Acres Now I'm all up in your face You can barely hear the rap with all that bass I'm running with a southwest street gang And I never let my southwest meat hang 'Cause you know what ICP's all about Take a brick out the street, and bust you in the mouth Find the girl's daddy's rich And his sweet little angel's my sewer freak bitch But I throw the turkey after the stuffing Like Billy Bill say, "a bitch ain't nothing" Grab her by the arm and break it Grab her by the life and take it And, ya know, the sight'll make ya sick Violent J, motherfucker, psychopathic Psychopathic [Outro] Come on, psychopathic Come on, come on Yeah, psychopathic (Mother fucker) Come on Psychopathic Bring it back, now Come on, psychopathic Bring it back, now Psychopathic Yeah, yeah Yeah, psychopathic [Skit] Yeah? Well, then I sucked his nuts Oh, did you? Yeah Wow, did you fuck him? Well, yeah. He fucked me in the ass Wow. What about Rodney? Fuck him. What he doesn't know won't hurt him *Beep* Hold on a second Hello? Hey! You dumb fuckin' bitch! I heard you fucked on me! What the fuck you doin'? When I see you, I'ma kick your motherfuckin'- *Click* Hi! Well, who was that? Oh, wrong number
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