Insane Clown Posse (ICP) lyrics
Insane Clown Posse (ICP) lyrics
"Insane Clown Posse (ICP)-Skitsofranic Lyrics"
Roll Away Lyrics
Oh, well, look-a here what a good day we got today Why don't we get in the car, baby, and find some game to play Just let the top down now and get in and let us roll away Hey diddle, diddle, the dude told a riddle And the chick jumped over the seat
Oh, well, look-a here what a good day we got today Why don't we get in the car, baby, and find some game to play Just let the top down now and get in and let us roll away Hey diddle, diddle, the dude told a riddle And the chick jumped over the seat
Insane Clown Posse (ICP)
Skitsofranic
Just leave me alone, get the fuck on
Skitsofrantic to the bone, when I'm home
I can hear people walking in the other room
Cooking up chicken, chilling in my kitchen
Try to drive home, someone's in the back
Whisperin words, reeling on my neck
Flick in my ear, I know they're right there
But I can't see em in my mirror, uh
Laying in my bed, I'm better off dead
They're trying to figure out a way to cut off my he
Im So Wasted Lyrics
I wanna make you smile When you're feeling sad Carry you around When your arthritis is bad All I wanna do is Grow old with you. I'll get you medicine when your tummy aches Build you a fire When the furnace breaks It could be so nice Growing old with you.
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Hiding under covers, they're trying to get me
But I can tell one of them is under there with me
I got a phone call, I can't pick it up
Can't do a thing, just let it ring
Cuz if I do, the phone will explode
I think I better leave him on hold
Just skitsofrantic, don't panic...
I better just chill, bitch get real
I know you're trying to poison my meal, I know the deal You want me dead so that you can get paid
I ain't gotta dime, so don't
I gotta kill them or they'll kill me
Who's these guys trying to walk down my street
He's got a mail bag, he's probably just frontin'
I'm a give his ass somethin (gunshot), motherfucker
The man next door try to take me out
So I set a pipe bomb and blew up his house
Here come the cops, I don't know shit
How do I know you're legit, bitch?
I hate to say it, but fuck Mark Crem
Cuz I can tell, he's just one of them
Every night I see him on my little TV
He's alway
Just skitsofrantic, don't panic...
Sittin in my room, everything's dark
I think I heard somebody fart
Now how can this be, ain't nobody home but me
And somebody's trying to turn the key, hello?
I'm losing my mind, fuck all you hoes
Pulled out an axe and take all my clothes
Paint my face like a wicked clown
I'm down, straight skitsofrantic
Just skitsofrantic, don't panic...
I wanna make you smile When you're feeling sad Carry you around When your arthritis is bad All I wanna do is Grow old with you. I'll get you medicine when your tummy aches Build you a fire When the furnace breaks It could be so nice Growing old with you.
ad
Hiding under covers, they're trying to get me
But I can tell one of them is under there with me
I got a phone call, I can't pick it up
Can't do a thing, just let it ring
Cuz if I do, the phone will explode
I think I better leave him on hold
Just skitsofrantic, don't panic...
I better just chill, bitch get real
I know you're trying to poison my meal, I know the deal You want me dead so that you can get paid
I ain't gotta dime, so don't
Prohibido Prohibir Lyrics
No se puede prohibir ni se puede negar el derecho a vivir, la raz?n de so?ar. No se puede prohibir ni el creer ni el crear ni la tierra excluir, ni la luna ocultar. No se puede prohibir ni una pizca de amor ni se puede eludir que reto?e la flor ni del alma el vibrar, ni del pulso e
waste your timeNo se puede prohibir ni se puede negar el derecho a vivir, la raz?n de so?ar. No se puede prohibir ni el creer ni el crear ni la tierra excluir, ni la luna ocultar. No se puede prohibir ni una pizca de amor ni se puede eludir que reto?e la flor ni del alma el vibrar, ni del pulso e
I gotta kill them or they'll kill me
Who's these guys trying to walk down my street
He's got a mail bag, he's probably just frontin'
I'm a give his ass somethin (gunshot), motherfucker
The man next door try to take me out
So I set a pipe bomb and blew up his house
Here come the cops, I don't know shit
How do I know you're legit, bitch?
I hate to say it, but fuck Mark Crem
Cuz I can tell, he's just one of them
Every night I see him on my little TV
He's alway
Violet Town Lyrics
Newspaper fades against the ground Phantom bus pass through violet town On its way through the yellow fields Past the graying fences When I'm here I have this feeling I don't want to know Inviolate town Big trees throw shade that falls around The empty streets of viol
s looking at me, WHY?!!!Newspaper fades against the ground Phantom bus pass through violet town On its way through the yellow fields Past the graying fences When I'm here I have this feeling I don't want to know Inviolate town Big trees throw shade that falls around The empty streets of viol
Just skitsofrantic, don't panic...
Sittin in my room, everything's dark
I think I heard somebody fart
Now how can this be, ain't nobody home but me
And somebody's trying to turn the key, hello?
I'm losing my mind, fuck all you hoes
Pulled out an axe and take all my clothes
Paint my face like a wicked clown
I'm down, straight skitsofrantic
Just skitsofrantic, don't panic...