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Insane Clown Posse
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Whatthefuck!?!?
it.I just brought him here. guy2:You have a room for him? woman：uh yes 13
guy1:Hey can I leave now guy3:Fuck you(echo) guy2:It's alright it don't
matter to me, he's probably listening. If he is I got 1 thing to say; This is the
last halloween for that lowsy factory of his, pretty wild shit goin' on in their,
I heard rumors guy3:Like what, what'd you hear guy2: This year I'm gonna
get me about a case and a half of molotove coctails, burn that son of a
bitch right down. Last Halloween for them. So What The Fuck, What The Fuck
Yeah So What The Fuck, What The Fuck Yeah So What The Fuck, What The
Fuck Yeah Increase the deceased Will your body rest in peace no that your
soul get's released When your bodies in the grave will you have time to
pray hopin' that your soul will be saved Hey yo, fuck everybody that ain't
down with us Super size incorporated lable us, inform us Niggas it's
rediculous for tryin' to replicate our contacts Not equivalent to my terror,
they suffer broke necks Bitch ass niggas is tryin' to immitate my
realastate So me and Monoxide Child we like to migrate like ducks in a
window We sinners with their hallows, left the company in the dust for lack
of payroll Now we stable On our feet, willing and able to switch it from your
groin to your naval You wanna talk of fables I turn the tables like the
exercist Dominate your cerebelum so don't stand next to this Multiple
aquisation, abration to your mindstate Inquisitive minds and eyes dialate
While I dominate on the underground level I'm not the devil with no heart,
street smarts or shuvels So can you dig it I be Jamie Madrox bleach white
like Mr.Clorox Be cold like Mr.Thomas but I don't be claimin' White Sox My
Louie Vill Slugger, my weapon for bashin' brains Leavin' competition
tangled in chains like I was Pinhead A sin to bite, livin' at night Afraid of
sunlight Police known to shoot on sight You think they might? If they do I'll
do I'll return fire at rapid speeds Show them bitches a trick I got up my
sleeve Increase the deceased So What The Fuck, What The Fuck Yeah So
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What The Fuck, What The Fuck Yeah So What The Fuck, What The Fuck Yeah
Increase the deceased Will your body rest in peace no that your soul get's
released When your bodies in the grave will you have time to pray hopin'
that your soul will be saved Tell you the truth it's like this Everybody can
suck my dick and I could give a fuck less bitch You ain't shit And Imma be
the first to tell I got your family all hostage and they burnin' in hell True, I
sold my soul, I never did shit with it But I could give a fuck about it so I
know that I could live without A constant struggle to get to the top Increase
the deceased, let it flop then watch 'em drop Pressin' the button stoppin' at
nothin' Fuck with grown folks kids you better think before you say
somethin' All up your crib, what lookin' for goods Scream style
mothafuckas with them masks and the hoods It ain't good remember that
All you suckas on the internet thinkin' it's cool but we ain't into that Sittin' in
my room alone mad depressed relieve the stress by stickin' pencils in my
chest God bless a bag of weed So I can get high and get back at you suckas
in music with some shit to make your ears bleed Proceed to talk that shit,
it's all wack Im gon' get high and pay the whole world back Increase the
deceased So What The Fuck, What The Fuck Yeah So What The Fuck, What
The Fuck Yeah So What The Fuck, What The Fuck Yeah Increase the
deceased Will your body rest in peace no that your soul is released When
your bodies in the grave will you have time to pray hopin' that your soul will
be saved So What The Fuck, What The Fuck Yeah So What The Fuck, What
The Fuck Yeah So What The Fuck, What The Fuck Yeah So What The Fuck,
What The Fuck Yeah So What The Fuck, What The Fuck Yeah So What The
Fuck, What The Fuck Yeah So What The Fuck, What The Fuck Yeah So What
The Fuck What The Fuck bitches I.S.I. in this shit!! Yeah...
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