Insane Clown Posse lyrics

Insane Clown Posse lyrics

"Bring It On lyrics"

Frantic lyrics
Wake up, ninty miles an hour Take the world's fastest shower Coffee black, microwave it I'm at at my best caffeinated Out the door, pick up the pace I'm here, I'm there, I'm everyplace That's how it goes A day in my life I'm on my toes From morning to night
Bring It On  
Welcome everyone to the big show  
Jake and Jack, and the dark carnival  
Remove your hats or we'll cut off your heads  
Show respect your amongst the dead  
 
Don't like bigots and richy boy fucks  
Ain't shit changed bitch, check us  
Detroit, Southwest murderers die  
The greatest spectical under the sky  
 
5 Cards came and made they mark  
From moon you gone down platin park  
Fuck the drum kits, xylaphone, chello  
I'm a wicked clown bitch "hello"  
 
Everbody come jump in our rides  
Bring you and your fat ass bitch in side  
Wagons, tents are swept of a breeze  
Can't nobody get with these, motha fucka  
 
BRING IT ON  
BRING IT, BRING IT, BRING IT, BRING IT (x7)  
BRING IT, BRING IT (x2)  
 
Violent J, Shaggy serial killers with style  
Fashion of the 2000 and beyond  
 
Voodoo, chicken and magical wands  
Dead bigots, face down in the ponds  
Broken neck with the flick of our wrist  
All this playa hatin gettin me pissed  
 
Fat chick, skinny chick, chicky chick hoe  
Swishers, Faygo's and Kung Foo blow's  
If Jake jeckel drop 88 card  
No more chicks just sizlin balls  
 
I'll hypnotize ya like a vampire  
Bite your neck and set your head on fire  
Shoot me with 
Coffee And Cigarettes lyrics
I'm getting used to getting old but where's my ambition - Days of omission I feel broken down inside because my words seem to be trite adding To the overwhelming Always a question of truth your truths question my efficiency Shocking - The words you can't hear Impact - The words I can't w
ilver bullets OK I'll pull 'em out, pawn 'em and get paid Here try my liquarish treat I know dead folk that chew they feet Carnival moves in shadow of time And he's runnin a little behind, bitch BRING IT ON BRING IT, BRING IT, BRING IT, BRING IT (x7) BRING IT, BRING IT (x2) Insane Clown Posse ICP Axe murdering done with a touch of detroit class Jeckel Drop ball Shangrila die 1 for your greed 2 for your lies Jeckel Drop ball Shangrila die 1 for your greed 2 for your lies Shaggs 2 Dope serial killah Axe murder boy, wig cap peelah I can wear a philly jacket
If It Ain't Live, It Ain't Me lyrics
[Mystikal] Why.., why why why why Cause I keep bangin' y'all mother-fuckin ass, with this shit If it ain't live, it aint me Oh nigga I'm too def to move a step, too shy to slip or slide I'm too hard to fall apart, I'm too cold to get old I'm too hip to drip, I do it to 'em lik
and look fresh I'm pimpin like David Caresh...was People think I got bombs in my locka Teachers try to open it up, I'M A SOCK HER Get the Fuck back and leave me alone Before I have to come to your home, and see ya Wind me up and I can do flips And put the smack down on your lips Billy Boy Rude and Jump Steady Tom Tubs Stephan Legs, Double A got love Drinkin Moon Mist carnival bar Got folk love, people love whatever you are Fork side ways I'm a jugglin man Can't nothin reign bitch BRING IT ON BRING IT, BRING IT, BRING IT, BRING IT (x7) BRING IT, BRING IT (x2)