Forgotten Freshness: Vols. 1 & 2
Insane Clown Posse lyrics
Insane Clown Posse lyrics
"Dog Beats Lyrics"
Inner City Posse got the dog beats
ICP, we got the dog beats
No, you don't stop with the funk from the old days
Startin on your head as the beat plays
Yo, the ICP has got the dog beats
Inner City Posse and we playin for keeps
And I know that you likin this funk
Cause I can hear my voice comin out the trunk
Of your ride, don't take me for a sucker
You leave it unattended I'm a take the mother
Two to the do, to the OPE
Hitting 03 with the ICP
I like bass treble and the temp stuff
Throw, kick it in the back of a Seventy Bus
With that 40 oz, or that strong bull
Shooting craps in the back of t
Company Lyrics
Got a rich man's dream Wanna swap my taxi on a limousine Wanna cash it in Wanna give it all away Got a poor man's needs Beans in the bucket and love in the sheets And your sandy eyes Makin' it all alright Somethin's comin' on me And I don't know where I'm goin'
he liquor store Got a rich man's dream Wanna swap my taxi on a limousine Wanna cash it in Wanna give it all away Got a poor man's needs Beans in the bucket and love in the sheets And your sandy eyes Makin' it all alright Somethin's comin' on me And I don't know where I'm goin'
And I'm hitting and we'll keep it at that
You out, Joe, no, I'm TOO DOPE for that
Rollin and I'm headed for the Clark Park
Just finished shootin 8 with the dark shark
Seen the freak with the bright Weight tank top
Keep rolling cause I know I'll see my bank drop
Homeboy, if you wanna keep your riches
Stay the hell away from them mo' money
Trucks to the buckers to the jeeps
The ICP has got the Dog Beats
Street lights blaring out the windshield
Man, cold ceggers on the general wheels
Six pack in the back and I'm drowsin
Keep the sounds up if I escape 1000
2 Dope gotta kick his
Confrontation Lyrics
I didn't mean no harm, I know there's no alarm, And now we've made our choice. There is no turning back, You've always had the knack, To hear your inner voice. But now you tune it out, And then begin to shout, Until your face turns red. And Amos pleads his cas
own style I didn't mean no harm, I know there's no alarm, And now we've made our choice. There is no turning back, You've always had the knack, To hear your inner voice. But now you tune it out, And then begin to shout, Until your face turns red. And Amos pleads his cas
Homemade kicker box for the ICP
Make the whole car hop
When we let the bass drop
Inner City Posse got a bad rep
Like my man on the crutches took a big step
And I can't stand a neighborhood menace
So I slow chill like Rockie Dennis
Bass in the car somethin stack
I know you hear me boomin in Pontiac
Everyone's braver when the bass rock
So I got a little somethin in the glovebox
Long black hair with a white rag
40 cent Faygo in a brown bag
Jump Steady, Rude Boy, and Nate the Mack
Chillin by my side cause my posse's stacked
I know I'm gettin famous just think for a minute
Sold
Tels Quels Lyrics
Tel un chien putr?fi? Cherchant l'?pave d'un repas plus clinquant Tel un chiant grenadier Cherchant l'?pave d'un combat plus sanglant Telle une prostitu?e Offrant ? qui le veut sa vall?e ? p?nis Telle une immacul?e L?chant l'?pave rose d'un vaste crucifix Refrain Sont-ils tels quels L
a car radio and the tape was in it Tel un chien putr?fi? Cherchant l'?pave d'un repas plus clinquant Tel un chiant grenadier Cherchant l'?pave d'un combat plus sanglant Telle une prostitu?e Offrant ? qui le veut sa vall?e ? p?nis Telle une immacul?e L?chant l'?pave rose d'un vaste crucifix Refrain Sont-ils tels quels L
Sounds bring a life to the streets
The ICP got the Dog Beats
Inner City Posse got the dog beats
Waitin at the light as my bass thumps
And I'm gettin jocked by these local chumps
They point they wave they stare they look
I been jocked so hard, I could write a book
Violent J down with the pimp daddys
Violent J down with the pimp daddys
Violent J down with the pimp daddys
Smooth plush rides in a velvet Caddy
All the way live down to Jefferson
Inner City Posse got the best of them
Rewind your tape and your system eat
Inner City Posse got the Dog Beats