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Insane Clown Posse (ICP) feat. Twiztid Miscellaneous 85 Buck an Hour Insane Clown Posse (ICP) feat. Twiztid 85 Buck an Hour on! I'm violent j but my homies call me shit-head, but thats my homies to you im' violent j bitch, i put my boys on a track enen though they suck "yo dog i'm dave, and i don't give a fuck" i did a record deal, signed a contract, technically for island i can only rap but fuck that wit twiztid i'ma still spit, even though i got a cold and i sound like shit what the fuck was that, fuck it, leave it in that shit is phat, ya heard this beat 80 times i'ma still freak it and if ya notice my shit don't even rhyme! look at that, i aint even got a rap and it's still phat, my shit went gold i got fat nutz and ur still flyerin parking lots, ya might say, my vocals are up too loud, so i'ma turn 'em up louder to piss you off! Psychopathic records are genuisses, get off our penises, here comes the chorus but i got no hook, instead i'll just fuck wit the phone book (ring) hello? hello hairy sacks please? hello? Hairy hey this is slim anus down at the cannery uh, Dick Shooter left a boulintin, something about uh, you fillin in his slot tonight down at the uh garage, we got a casement of fudge we need as many packers as we can get uh uh sacks. hello? my name is jamie madrox and i got fat balls, i'm always urinatin in the motel halls, i got a big head the never fits a hat, so you aint see me wearin a damn thing green bitch i'm far from rich i got a hooptie, with a smash in the fender and in the back tube, i got a broken tail light and i'll smash you bitch get outta my way we got clown love phat props to the lyrical Tom Dub it's the M-O, N-O and i can't even spell the rest, it takes too long and i need a fucking cigarette, i can't hear my right ear's mad wack so shut the fuck and listen or get an ass kickin, i slap hoes and call 'em bitches to their face, and scream to "fuck off bitch! Twiztid in the place" so back up recognize and check nuts, cuz simply my dear i don't give a fuck!! (ring) Psychopathic... yo this Mo Styles in the peace wussup son? hello? hey wussup son i'm looking for this deal ya know what i'm sayin i got raps ta bust for yall, yall ready for Mo Styles i'm i'm bout kick this flow you rady for this shit or what? who's this? i'm Mo Styles straight from the hood i got all my peoples on 1800 and Crenshaw we coming hard (bring it bring it bring it bring it!) My names 2 dope and sometimes shaggy, sometimes shaggs and sometimes gweedy i gets mad stupid i gets mad ill and i done it all fine fuck i do the spill strech my nuts back like a slingshot and plant 'em in ur mouth stretch my hip like elvis wigglin my pelvis, last kid that stepped i applied the kama punched stretched it back like a mutha fuckin bungy jumper WAIT!! i'm violent j back to make ya smile more, i let my nut sack drag on the tile floor, i kick free-styles for miles my gold comes in piles, i worked on Bell Isle, i picked up deer shit, and i now i spit raps, i snap ya neck, cuz my freestyles are fresh... |
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