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Insane Clown Posse

Posse On Broadway

 

Posse On Broadway

(专辑: Dark Carnival Action Figures - 2000)


Posse up!

Me and Shaggy 2 Dope athome away from home
In the black bucket hearse with the rusty grill a chrome
Picking up the homies, we get 'em one by one
If you ain't psychopathic ryda boy you cannot come
Everybody's looking if you jealous turn around (Bitch)
Fucking with them levers got us hopping off the ground
We getting good grip from the 50 series tires
The alpines bumping but I need the volume higher
'Cause the 808 kick drum make you want to get some
I got a scrotum full a balls I let your girlie lick them
Every time we rolling Twiztid's gotta roll a joint
I almost died from inhalation coming back from Cedar Point
Hookers and zombies in every direction
Looking for the thangs, steady waving for some action
The wagon's kinda crowded, the whole car was leaning back
Jamie trying to keep it steady with the greeny on his lap
Rude Boy wasn't looking, we hit a crack head
Flipping off the windshield, the motherfucker's dead
Zombie cut in half, no kind of regret
Insane Clown Posse ripping up shit (Whoop whoop)

Psychopathic Sodiers Roll
My posses's on Broadway! (Yeah, come on)
Down riverside that's how we ride
The posse's on Broadway! (ICP!)

Running down baseheads, seven more scored
Half an hour later we was getting kinda bored
Jumpsteady's dangerous, Dougy is 4 Rilla
My homie Shaggy 2 Dope is the bitch hater killa
Billy's on the left side causing helly grief
Leaving haters [?] crawling picking up they teeth
Tom Dub is a skinny guy, people think he's funny
But he be leaving out at night and coming back bloody
Cruising Del Ray boy these streets is cold
Cigarette lighter broken window stuck unrolled
Ripping Michigan we saw nothing but thugs
Mean mugging, holding, shopping, distributing drugs
Hitting 3 and 7 make that ass just drop
Squeeking and we sparking but the wagon don't stop
Michigan, [?] Rudy broke left
Jamie shot at Verner, it's time to get wrecked
Junky on the corner, needle 'bout to shoot
With a rebel flag and some cowboy boots
The closer that we get, the clearer it became
It was Kid Rock yelling "What's my Name!?"

Zug Island Toxic Sludge Warriors
My posse's on Broadway! (Yeah, Come on)
[?] back down to Southwest
My posse's on Broadway! (What you got?)

Now cruising down Verner, my wheels spin slow
Running with the hatchet is the only way to go
Some girlies by the Carnival was looking for a ride
We tried to pick 'em up, but we had no room inside
We put 'em in the trunk, we put 'em on the hoods
Some sat up with the Rude Boy and puffed on his wood
Our crew is getting bigger, there's way to many freaks
The muffler's dragging and the tailpipe's weak
Now these hoes are getting hungry, Monoxide's treating
We stopped at Xochimilco for some Mexican eating
The restaurant was closed, this ho was like "Damn it."
She said "Go back the other way we'll stop and eat at [?]."
Now [?] 's the place, it's a little run down
But they got the best Chilly Cheesy in town
Faygo on tap, any kind you choose
After midnight though the place is bad news
Alex dropped a twenty and didn't even [?]
This ho from another crew, she picked it up and kissed it
Her boyfriend's tripping and jumping on her case
My homie Billy Bill had to bust him in the face
'Cause we never like a punk who beats on his girl
If ya don't have a game, then [?] leave your world
Ain't nothing to discuss, the bitch slept with us
She fucked everybody now I heard she lives with Russ
Boy I'm running with a hatchet, and you walking with some dudes
The Psychopathic Family is giving you the blues
Hate us all you want, 'cause we don't get upset
We the Insane Clown Posse, bitch represent! (Come on)

Psychopathic holding down the Southwest
My posse's on Broadway! (Yeah! Whut!)
Dumping dead bodies behind the Del Ray Café
My posse's on Broadway! (Southwest buddy!)
Fucking bitches on the grass in Patton Park
My posse's on Broadway! (ICP!)
Forks up, forks down, forks all the way down
My posse's on Broadway! (Yeah! Come on!)
Killas, stalkers, outline body chalks
My posse's on Broadway! (Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!)
Hit Dearborn, turn back right around
My posse's on Broadway! (Wicked Clowns!)
[?] and [?] shitty cars
My posse's on Broadway! (Yeah! Come on!)
Inner City Posse's still alive, bitch!
My posse's on Broadway! (Southwest! Southwest!)

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