Insane Clown Posse (ICP) lyrics
Insane Clown Posse (ICP) lyrics
"Insane Clown Posse (ICP)-Murder Go Round Lyrics"
I've Found Jesus Lyrics
Well I hear they're singing in the street that Jesus is alive And all creation shouts aloud that Jesus is alive Now surely we can all be changed 'cos Jesus is alive And everybody here can know that Jesus is alive And I will live for all my days To raise a banner of truth and light To sing about my saviour's lve And the best thing that happend It was the day I met you
Well I hear they're singing in the street that Jesus is alive And all creation shouts aloud that Jesus is alive Now surely we can all be changed 'cos Jesus is alive And everybody here can know that Jesus is alive And I will live for all my days To raise a banner of truth and light To sing about my saviour's lve And the best thing that happend It was the day I met you
Insane Clown Posse (ICP)
Murder Go Round
Tried to be slick but you ain't slinky
You're brinky, you're dinky, you suck my twinkie
I don't give a fuck if you call me a clown
Break it on down, it's murder go round
What'cha dishing out, I betcha ya it comes back to ya
If you're trying to creep, I'd hate to say I never knew ya
Once upon a time in the ghetto zone
A ten-foot led pipe slapped on my dome
I'm laying in the street with blood oozing out my head
Excuse me, motherfucker, was it something I said
Forks up, forks down, man, forks sideways
Then he grabbed my finger and he said crime pays
Swung on his pipe once again for the road
"Hold up, dawg," UH! this shit gets old
Now I walk the streets with a shattered skull
I'm gonna swing my axe to his jaw
Where the motherfucker at? Where the motherfucker stay?
How ya gonna fuck with the juggla Jay-ay-ay
There he sits so I knock on the door
Pops opened up...pops hit the floor
Then I chop chop pops twice in his nugget
Well, he didn't do shit, fuck it
It's the murder go round
Well, it's me and my mellow mellow roll on Military
Gangbangers gangbangers, big bang fairy, kinda scary
Tags up all on the bricks
Latin Count, X-Men, CFP and all that shit
We love gangbangers and we hope they love us back
We just some wicked clowns and it's been like that
I don't understand why some people in town
Aten-Ra Lyrics
(rise Akhetaten) I made this monument by his hand a drifting sun in a foreign land ATEN-RA, ANKH-IS-RA IS-RA, IS-RA, ISRAEL Angel of the One his face has been denied from all the inscriptions but not from the sky ATEN-RA, ANKH-IS-RA IS-RA, IS-RA, ISRAEL Who is God? His name defies belief for no One less wrought in Heresy? ATEN-RA, ANKH-IS-RA
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(rise Akhetaten) I made this monument by his hand a drifting sun in a foreign land ATEN-RA, ANKH-IS-RA IS-RA, IS-RA, ISRAEL Angel of the One his face has been denied from all the inscriptions but not from the sky ATEN-RA, ANKH-IS-RA IS-RA, IS-RA, ISRAEL Who is God? His name defies belief for no One less wrought in Heresy? ATEN-RA, ANKH-IS-RA
We witness your water still southwest down
But this motherfucker gonna try and clown me
But I'm the juggalugalocoro, G
Took a shot and he missed, 2 Dope in the dust
"What I ain't got shot, bitch?", so now you must
Take your ticket for the murder go round
Can't nobody kill a click-clack clown
Seen him and his boys smoking blunt in a bucket
Pulled out the dagger creeped up and I stuck it
Into his head, into his boy's head
Into his boy's head, his boy's head, his boy's head
Five dead fucks in the trunk on deliver
Push that old piece of shit in the river
The cat and my boys saw five go down
Can ya get a free ride? (No, not again)
On the murder go round (Nooo!!!)
(GillanBradford) Have you ever had a woman that could make you crazy Have you ever had a woman that could drive you mad Have you ever had a woman give you so much trouble And the best lovin' you ever had My friends all say I'm losing it big time But I know where I've got to go I'm going back there again I'm going back there again I'm going back there again Back to the house of pain
How ya gonna fuck with a wicked clown?
Now I'm in a street gang, fifty-five strong
Everybody singing that southwest song
What can go wrong I mean I'm fuckin' in the haugh?
Popping that shit, I'm finna bust you in the mouth
Nobody fucks with a jokero juggalo
I don't give a fuck ya know, bitches I'm a fuck you though
But you know the shit had to hit the fan
Some gangbanger shot me, man
Twice in the forehead, twice in the back
Twice in the eye and I'm feeling kinda whack
Stumbling along it's becoming entwined
Who's the next in line?
For the murder go round
Murder go round, murder go round
How ya gonna fuck with a wicked clown?