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Текст песни Insane Clown Posse - Psychopathic

Insane Clown Posse - Psychopathic слова песни

The ghettos of America are breeding groundsFor the criminal mindedAs for years they have killed one another ofAnd America has enjoyed its creationBut now these ghetto-minded criminalsHave crossed the line into your neighborhoodAnd will soon give you a taste of the hellThat they have lived for so longSo pops, this time its your son gets shotDeal with your own creationWell, I`ve been to the storm house and then somePayed me dues but I`m still a street hoodlumDropped out of school cuz I couldn`t find my lockerStubbles on my chin, I got hair like ChewbaccaMight see me sleeping on the streetDon`t look for a job cuz there`s no jobs looking for meThen it all went to my headNext, forty-nine motherfuckers deadTell the pigs I did itPlace spot at your backAnd beat you in the head with itAnd keep your bitch in placeOr I`m a send her ass home with a foot print on her faceUh, I`m hating slutsShoot them in the face, steb back and itch my nuts`Less I`m in the sacCuz I fuck so hard it`ll break they backAll the pressure`s packed into one nutI was waiting on a bus and my head blew upAnd the sight`ll make ya sickViolent J, motherfucker, psychopathicPsychopathicThought you know bitchThe ICP is made up of psychoticDemented psycho clumsy motherfuckersAnd we`ll put a hook on your bumb legLike it ain`t nobody`s businessSo I`m standing by the train tracksThen you see me running but naked with a battle axeI`m swinging and slicing and chopping and cutting and..Aah, until I`m nothingSeems like I always get beat downLike the hawk turned to the wicked clownTail turned out to the ghetto cuzSouthwest Detriot is comended one`s homeSo you might see me at a festivalCussin`, rude, and scratching my testiclesWith a cold two-liter in handRapping to the bitch at the french fry standTake it to the Patent ParkThen I`ll make a sexist remarkCuz they`re all eventually bitchingServe me fucking take your ass to the kitchenPolice don`t like me it`s obviousJust don`t look in the trunkOr the sight`ll make you sickViolent J, motherfucker, psychopathic(theme from "Halloween")Yeah, I`ve always been a psychoPsycho-psycho-sick-psycho-sick-psycho-psychoI`ll throw rocks at stray dogsBuild crackhouses out of Lincoln logsI cut class, said I was a fakerYou was in school, I was home watching Green AcresNow I`m all up in your faceYou can barely hear the rap with all that bassI`m running with a southwest street gangAnd I never let my southwest meat hangCuz you know what ICP`s all aboutTake a brick off the streetAnd bust you in the mouthFind the girl`s daddy`s richAnd his sweet little angel`s my sewer freak bitchBut I filled the turkey up with the stuffingLike Billy Bill say, "a bitch ain`t nothing"Grab her by the arm and breakGrab her by the life and take itAnd, ya know, the sight`ll make ya sickViolent J, motherfucker, psychopathicPsychopathic

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