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Utwór: GHETTO FREAK SHOW

  • wykonawca: ICP (Insane Clown Posse)
  • album: Carnival Of Carnage
  • wyświetleń: 1260

Ghetto freak show...
  It's three o'clock in the morning and you're sleeping
  Wicked clowns in the moonlight creeping
  Slide through your window under your bed
  Crawl in through your ear, eat your head
  Bumping into bones cuz I need light
  Tip-toeing down through your windpipe
  Climbing down your spine was the fun part
  Looky looky and I think I see your fucking heart
  Uh huh so I'm stabbing like it ain't nothing
  Wicked clown cut his way out your belly button
  I'm like a vulture waiting in a dark place
  Swooping down and I'm picking at your dead face
  I'm sick but you don't know the whole deal
  No one ever loved me and they never will
  Bitch, I take you out on a blind date
  But then they find you dead under a wooden crate
  Rapped in a bag deep in the woods
  Cause my mother always said I was no good
  Locked me in a closet, fed me dog shit
  Well, I'm out now, so motherfucker watch it
  The insanity's grip will never let go
  Here's your chance to a glimpse of a ghetto freak show
  I'd rather be dead...ghetto freak show...
  I'm a freak show coming to your house
  Standing at your porch, chewing on a dead mouse
  I'm looking like a fly so you swat me
  Keep chasing me even though you got me
  So what you wanna do to a ghetto thug
  First you starve me and feed me them fuckin' drugs
  Turn me into a wicked, wicked cat
  I'm coming to your house, so catch ya catch ya clown
  Gotta have a fucking throat, hatchet once, hatchet twice
  Gotta have the governor, the richer fucker, pay the price
  Driving with your woman, that's sweet
  Never even know I'm in the back seat
  Chat chit-chat about the weather
  But then I slam they fucking heads together
  Is it jealousy, they never loved me
  So now I'm ripping out your guts and it's ugly
  I'm trapped, don't wanna be a rich man
  Not a poor man, I need my own land
  Because the rich man be stressing all the dumb stuff
  They cut there fucking wrists if the grass ain't green enough
  Right there in your face, you can't tag it
  Just found out your son is a faggot
  Dick-sucking, butt-fucking homo man
  If ya stressing then you better talk to mojo man
  Insanity's grip will never let go
  Here's your chance to catch a glimpse of a ghetto freak show
  I'd rather be dead...ghetto freak show
  Ahaha, Violent J, the Ghetto Freak Show
  He's still alive
  The ultimate amazing freak show
  Is here on the Carnival of Carnage
  Line up and see him
  Lived years in the slums
  And he's still alive to tell about
  Line up and see him
  He's nasty, he's disgusting
  He's filthy, he is a freak show
  And you can see him live at the
  Carnival of Carnage
  You, young man
  You look like you could use a viewing
  Of a good freak show
  Line up, bring your sister, your brother
  And see the ghetto freak show
  Violent J is still alive
  

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