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Insane Clown Posse

Genres: Hip-Hop

Mad Professer Lyrics - Insane Clown Posse

He he he 

Oh shit he's here 

Hi 

Hi ya doing 

Is this the right place for that furniture ahh 

Yeah sure is come on in 

Pretty nice place you got here cobwebs are a nice touch so that's the couch eh 

Yeah we got some um take a look at the apolstry right there 

That's pretty fuckin nice I haven't seen whoa, you all right there? 

Excuse me real apolstry 

I ain't seen nothin like that since shit, like back in the 

Mother fucker 

You want my couch 

You mother fucker 

I need your muther fuckin brain 

You can't have my couch 

What da the fuck you thinking 

Now come here you big fat muther fucker get on the table 

 

I was never popular this I'll admit fuck school 

School never liked me cool 

All the kids would always beat me till I'm half dead 

Make fun of the size of my forehead 

But that shit never bothered me 

See momma and mother they owned a lot of property 

They had a science lab in the basement 

And that's where my free time 

Well were my time was spent 

I made a mouse with a chicken head it clucked 3 times 

Cluck cluck cluck then it was dead 

I made a lot of things though 

Like a frog with a turkey neck it was tha shit yeah 

But I'm still lonely I need a homie 

So I collected limbs and made me a zombie 

I could have made me a girlie friend 

But fuck that I got my girlie right here yeah 

 

You can call me mad professor 

I will make a friend for me 

You can call me mad professor 

We will rule eternity 

 

So this is like where you live 

That's right why you don't like it 

I mean oh my God it's dirty 

Do you like? 

Hehe shut up bitch 

Give me your tippie toes 

 

I used some many body parts it was crazy 

I killed a whole bunch of muther fucker like what 80 

They all chipped in on my special friend 

Everything helps even if you got a finger to lend come on 

I hear the other children outside 

Keep it down you little bitches I'll skin your fuckin hide 

Trunks full this parts wack 

Somehow I gotta attach this nut sack 

Shit fuck I'm sawing of an elbow 

Looking at the meter on my quazar zifter low 

Or better yet look out the fuckin window 

I see a storm comin it's all most time to roll 

Screw the head on come on come 

It's the dugish rugish bone 

Ok it's time hit the switch turn it up a hertz 

Fuck shit didn't work 

 

You can call me mad professor 

I will make a friend for me 

You can call me mad professor 

We will rule eternity 

 

Hey 

Hey you call for a wrecker 

Sure did come on in 

I got the truck ready out side I'm gonna go ahead 

Oh muther fucko what you'd hit me 

With a fuckin frying pan or somethin 

What the fuck, 

You crazy muther fucko ow that shit hurts 

Come here 

I'm gonna fuck you up 

Get back here 

He's trying to kill me 

 

It wasn't always easy let me tell ya 

But fuck that uhh cause I ain't no failure 

I put the shit with the veins and snip that wait a minute 

You here that 

Yeah 

It's alive I just gotta wake it up 

Hand me that rock and lime 

Pour it in the cup and give it to his ass wait hold up pause 

I ain't cleaning his draws man fuck that 

Get him set get 'im ready it's all most time 

Paint his ugly ass face up almost like mine 

I see him twitching I'm on a roll 

He can help me tell the whole world about the carnival 

Turn the hertz all the way up for this shit 

And just wait for that lightning bolt to hit 

Did it work you make the call? 

Shaggy? 

What up y'all? 

 

You can call me mad professor 

I will make a friend for me 

You can call me mad professor 

We will rule eternity (3x) 

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