Bitch, I'm here to tell you I lied. When I seen that thick ass it was over. Nothin' else mattered, I ain't even care. I pulled the rubber off when I stuck it up in there too.
Take it back now. Old school, bitch slappin' till the break of dawn. ICP, Blaze Ya Dead Homie. Bitch slappin' to the early morn'. . Six in the morning, police at my door.
Jugglers come out to play.... . Guess who's coming to your big town. Jugglin' jesters kick it clowns. Circus sound painted frown. Carnival of carnage creeping round.
Birthday bitches. Everybody sit around right here. Because Shaggy the clown has a present for everybody. . I got your fuckin' present hangin' next to my nuts.
(Today we'll be talking about the reporting artists The Insane Clown Posse). (They look too spooky) Dickface (It kinda reminds me of gang related). (Before the anti-Christ who is coming).
This is a story of a man on the edge. Who all but lost his way until one day he discovered in his palms. A rocket launcher!. Enjoy this tale of a personal rejuvenation, redemption and scrubification.
Beautiful doom. Bang! Pow! Boom!. Beautiful doom. Bang! Pow! Boom!. Beautiful doom. Wonderful doom. Beautiful doom. . Everybody dies, gargoyle skies. Main attraction is your own treachery and lies.
Bitches, ha ha ha. Bitches, ha, bitches. . Bitch, at any moment that's what I'll do. I'll do it to you an' a few of your crew. At any moment that's what I'll do.
(chorus) with a bang! say good bye to everything. cause complete inhalation is the reason he came. and a pow! he's wiping everything out,. turn your whole fuckin' world into a mushroom cloud.
So there i was watching Sanford & Son workin the graveyard shift. at a party before rollin a splif. in behind the glass i see crackheads all night. but tonight the moon is red and shit aint feelin so right.
(Chorus). Your mouth's flapping and I smell shit (BITCH SHUT UP!). Fuck you and who you run with (BITCH SHUT UP!). I'm from the east and I don't play that (BITCH SHUT UP!).
Born on Halloween x16. . [Verse 1: Vanilla Ice]. It's the day that jumps right out at ya. Ten three one the calendar. In Texas are Hellraisers born. like the Chainsaw Massacre.
Brazil, where hearts were entertaining June,. We stood beneath an amber moon. And softly murmured "someday soon.". We kissed and clung together,. Then, tomorrow was another day.
Bad blood, bad blood. . Well, she's the kind of woman that will kiss you (uh-huh). Kiss you 'till your lips are burned (uh-huh). But then she'll go and kiss somebody else.
They're writing songs of love, but not for me. A lucky star's above, but not for me. With love to lead the way. I found more clouds are gray. Than any rainy day, could guarantee.
I don't want you, but I'd hate to lose you. You've got me in between the devil and the deep blue sea. I forgive you, 'cause I can't forget you. You've got me in between the devil and the deep blue sea.