We let you deal with that type of bullshit Your problems don't concern us Go home now, well go on Southwest detroit is condemned one's home The cops
to me Your head would mean so much to me I need some therapy to help me deal with this shit Dr. Wiggle Farmer, I need to make a visit He told me heads
, just to shake it up Pop off the lid now it's shooting out her butt I stuck her with my wang She grabbed by me nuts She told me that she loved me then
world take me under bitch we trying to rule the tunnels, The Tempest raining lightning balls of fire rain ICP with Mike E Clark again I wanna run with this hatchet (Wicked Clowns
a "Kick Me" sign on my back In my corner is scyne therapy They take care of me, but don't stare at me 'cause like I said I'll mug ya Now run on home
My bitch laying next to me in the bed I honestly don't give a fuck if the ho is dead The only honor in my life is my rag Without it, zip me up in a body
on the dirty ass floor, Chillin with my home boy Bruno, hangin out at the rec we was playin uno, And this crack heads gonna try and take my seat, so
every step I take She was there for my first step In the first place Everybody wants out on their own Now that I'm grown I wanna be back home In a world
I take these bitches on a murder ride Murder go round, the dead body clown Put the treats in your mouth, and swish it all around Excuse me little boy,
Woke Up I Don't Remember Fallin' Asleep, I Feel The Same Wickid Hungers Calling From Deep, They Tell Me To Hunt Devil In They' Robes And Slippers, Take
Insane Clown Posse ICP, about to take you way back, way back that is, to Vernor Posse, up Me and Shaggy 2 Dope in the home away from home In the black
Like the hawk turned to the wicked clown Tail turned out to the ghetto 'cause Southwest detriot is comended one's home So you might see me at a festival
Our Shit Simple And Blunt, And If You Take The Time To Listen As I Run This Down, Maybe You Might Even Dig Our Shit And Understand The Wickid Clown,
so, Mr. Donny wanna try n' get up in my face screamin' at me, sweatin' ova' this place mad 'cause I'm late, he's no betta' than me just another bitch
have to take it (do it) Take it (do it) Take it (do it) Inside out, you have to take it (do it) Take it (do it) Take it (do it) Inside out, you have to take
't be stopped with silver bullets Or a wooden stake It's your life I quickly take Don't talk shit, I take 'em Take your life, take your life Coppers and
my head all over the fuckin ceiling" "No, you're not" "Fuck this shit man" "Hey, just talk to me, ok? It aint no point to me wakin up Everybody's time
there, just ahead of me." "He would always catch me, and hurt me." [Chorus ?5] Nah, man She don't like me man Nah, she don't like me, man That