Bitch, I'm here to tell you I lied When I seen that thick ass it was over Nothin' else mattered, I ain't even care I pulled the rubber off when I stuck
Southwest. Street hood. Spit on. Ripped off. No hoes. Pro wings. No real. Gold rings. Lips swoll. Chin rocked. Eyes in them "O" rings. Street clown. No
The jump off one summer night i noticed my shoes was fittin wrong My feet was all the sudden a half an ich too long I jumped in my car and though "now
shatter Killing these kilowatts is all that matter Fuck the police, the citizens, and (fuck the judge) I'll blow they whole house down with some old clown
you try to hide a dead body Clown love, hit me up, clown love, hit me up if you try to smuggle china white Clown love, hit me up, clown love, hit me up
world take me under bitch we trying to rule the tunnels, The Tempest raining lightning balls of fire rain ICP with Mike E Clark again I wanna run with this hatchet (Wicked Clowns
She surprises me, sometimes she hums on my balls And i can see the world right through her bedroom walls She has a jaw like a pelican's beak is deep Humming
Que necesitas marijuana? lucas? cuetes? banko? Aqui tenemos de todo Aqui en MEXICO! (mexican cry) Mexico city (city) A place you can go And live your
Bloody naked bodies in the streets stuck with knives Beaten battered wives strangled, popped out they eyes Terror levels on the rise, drugs friends are
We hit the ace, ace and we love giving chase Wicked clown got more than some pie for your face With a drip, drip, drip it's blood on the strip Three disassembled
Step forth and face the beast that is the mighty Tempest! Dare to go for a spin on the world's most horrifically fabulous ride! Behold the Tempest! The
Stepping out of the whipping and piercing rain, in walks a wicked clown... Violent J. One of Death's good friends they say (hey, look at that). You've
I'm dizzy walkin outta larry's army wear used With some black leather shoes and desert BDU's Many boxes of ammo, i got the camo face paint Barricaded
i'm a little bit better (oh yeah?) Some folks call me the neck shredder Cuz i cuts a lot too, so why don't you scoot down (what's your name?) shaggy the clown
to the echoside The cops ain't on to me yet in this big city Down a back road pushing 150 Surfing on the roof of his sweet-ass car Wicked clown alive
I remember beatin down the block Was the thing to do in my fisherman hat with the kangaroo Everybody rap, though they hood was compton And the wolves
Step forth and face the beast that is the mighty tempest! dare to go for a spin on the world's most horrifically fabulous ride! behold the tempest! the
Preklad: Insane Clown Posse. Ride The Tempest.
