Bizaar Bizzar Sampler - Insane Clown Posse

Play me some mountain music Like grandma and grandpa use to play And I'll float on down the river To a cage and hide away, (way) ay-ay-ay-ay-ay Clear creeks and cold mountain mornings Honest work out in the fields Corn bread in my mama's kitchen Daddy sayin' grace before the meal Family ties run deep in this land (in this land) And I'm never very far from what I am I was born country And that's what I'll always be Like the rivers and the woodlands Wild and free (running wild and free) I got a hundred years of down home Running through my blood (running through my blood) I was born country, and this country's what I love (and this country's what I love) I was born country I'm in a hurry I'm in a hurry to get things done Oh, I rush and rush until life's no fun (no fun) All I really gotta do is live and die But I'm in a hurry and don't know why If you're gonna play in Texas You gotta have a fiddle in the band That lead guitar is hot, but not for a Louisiana man So rosin up that bow for fated love and let's all dance (let's all dance) If you're gonna play in Texas You gotta have a fiddle in the band (fiddle in the band, oh, yeah) White tail buck deer, munchin' on clover Red tail hawk, sittin' on a rail Chubby ol' groundhog, croakin' bullfrog Free as a feeling in the wind Lucky as a seven, livin' in Heaven Yeah, with my Dixieland delight Spend my dollar Parked in a holler 'neath the mountain moonlight (mountain moon light) Hold her up tight (hold her up tight) Make a little lovin' (make a lil') A little turtle dovin' on a Mason Dixon night (Mason dixon night) Fits my life (fits my life) Oh, so right (oh, so right) My Dixieland delight Oh-oh, I believe there are angels among us Sent down to us from somewhere up above They come to you and me in our darkest hours To show us how to live Teach us how to give To guide us with a light of love To guide us with a light of love

Il se cache parmi nous, parmi nos Stan. Compte son cash, par millions, Parigo Flash Arrivant d? Abidjan ou d? Avignon ou d? Alg? rie en filigrane. Envoyant toute sa maille par t? l? gramme. Et les drames qui n? pargnent personne: Ni les trav?, ni les femmes, ni les braves, ni les cam? s ni les? nes Ni les cr? nes ras? s, ni les sociaux, ni les barges, ni les mal barr? s Ni les m? les mari? s, ni les malback, ni les arnaques Je n? vais pas parier sur la BAC sans gilet pare-balle Toxicomane de la nicotine, le prix des cigarettes augmente sans cesse Je prends de l? oxyg? ne, je suis immobile. Je m? dit il? tait pas b? te qu? on pense qu? on p? se Interdit bancaire, depuis quelques temps le stress me suit. Interpr? te le geste de fuir qu? on incarc? re dans l? ivresse de vivre Il me faut l? aide m? dicale gratuite, j? ai mal aux dents, mal au cr? ne et mal au ventre S? il te plait, nique sa reum les crises de nerfs! Le verre se vide, se paie Je verse des litres de tise et de tristesse dans le sillage de mes pillages Pioche le billet dans mes synapses, inapte? pillave. Hier, c? est comme demain: je viens, je vais, je deviens Refrain: Les gens parlent comme un sampler (8 fois) Dans l? rap j? fais partie des nobles moeurs. Noisy-le-sec est mon humble demeure Sans Porsche ni port, sur le globe j? ai peur, ste? plait chope le nerd Dans son pantalon ample et neuf. Dans mon blog je bluffe, j? suis sur un socle seul. Je resterais intact jusqu? c? que le cops me veulent! J? ai vu tellement de poutre s? enraciner dans le ciment. Qui se vautre dans la fum? e?: Le silence quand les sir? nes se font stridentes. Il est inutile de finir dans un cul d? sac? Comme chaque jour? a commence par une overdose de caf? ine, quelques clopes, Et des pens? es sombre en cycle continuel qui s? comptent? Refrain (11 fois) J? suis d? l? poque de Sting et du marin des mers de Chine Dans mon larynx s? entrechoquent des b? te de rimes Nikkfurie, Hi-Tekk, c? est nous tu vois c? que j? veux dire Mon son prostitue ton son jusqu? l? accordage du string Dans l? m? tro, un concert de SDF, o? personne ne r? agit, Que la foule n? acclamera pas, pas d? argent interactif. J? ai pas les poches pleines d? eau, le liquide et la princesse Ch? mage, voitures, nuits blanches et aucun cours de Kendo Allant de l? avant, c? est marrant, je garde en souvenir de l? argent: Des tonnes et des tonnes de carences. Je m? entra? ne, Malaise en attente. J? ai 40 de fi? vre. A la banque j? ai la cr? ve. Interdit bancaire depuis quelques temps. En tant qu? bon pilier de comptoir, j? entends l? vent siffler, j? veux qu? on parle Et qu? on compare le temps qu? on perd. C? est con qu? on parte en testicules. Et l? temps qu? on tra? ne en v? hicule. J? aime les tissus, je m? sens complexe, Dans la pl? nitude. Pas de bi? re dans la v? sicule, c? est l? terminus Des? paves et des d? tritus. J? ai le plan de strat? ge pour les issues? J? ai l? l? gance Pento. J? ai mis des centaines de vestes au porte manteaux Avec des antennes de (Kems) en porte? faux Face? d? la dentelle, 2 meufs, genre char d? assaut J? suis vide et sans peine, j? suis min? sans guerre, J? suis vil et sans peur, dans une cinquancento... Refrain (11 fois)

Insane Clown Posse ICP, about to take you way back, way back that is, to Vernor Posse, up Me and Shaggy 2 Dope in the home away from home In the black bucket hearse with the rusty grill a chrome Pickin' up the homies, we get 'em one by one If you ain't Psychopathic Ryda Boy, you cannot come (Bump) Everybody's lookin' if you jealous turn around Fuckin' with them leathers got us hoppin' off the ground We gettin' good grip from the 50 series tires The Apine's bumpin' but I need the volume higher 'Cuz the 808 kick drum make you wanna get some I got a scrodum full a balls I let your girlie lick them Every time we rollin' Twiztid's gotta roll a joint I almost died from inhilation comin' back from Cedar's Point Hookers and zombies in every direction Lookin' for the thang steady wavin' for some action The wagons kinda crowded though The whole car was leanin' back Jamie tryin' to keep it steady with the greeny on his lap Rude Boy wasn't lookin', we hit a crack head Flippin' off the windshield, the motherfucker's dead Zombie cut in half, no kind of regret Insane Clown Posse rippin' up shit Woo, woo Psychopathic Sodiers Roll, my Posse's on Vernor (Yeah, come on) Down riverside that's how we ryde, the Posse's on Vernor (ICP) Runnin' down bass and seven more scored Half an hour later we was gettin' kinda bored Jump Steady's dangerous, Dougy is 4 Rilla My homie Shaggy 2 Dope is the bitch hater killa Billy's on the left side coughin' helly grief Leavin' haters bleeding crawling pickin' up they teeth Tom Dub is the skinny guy, people think he's funny But he didn't even know tonight he comin' back bloody Cruisin Del Ray boy, these streets is cold Cigarette lighter broken window stuck unrolled Rippin' Michigan, we saw nothin' but thugs Me muggin' hoes shoppin', distributin' drugs Hittin' 3 and 7 and that ass just dropped Squeekin' and we sparkin' but the wagon don't stop Michigan [Incomprehensible] Rudy broke left Jamie shot a verner, it's time to get wrecked Junkie on the corner, need a box of shoots With a rebel flag and some cowboy boots The closer that we get, the clearer it became It was Kid Rock yellin', "What's my name?" [Incomprehensible] Toxic Sludge Warrior, my Posse's on Vernor (Yeah, come on) [Incomprehensible] back down to Southwest, the Posse's on Vernor (What you got?) Now cruisin' down Verner, my wheels spin slow Runnin' with the hatchet is the only way to go Some girlies by the carnival was lookin' 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 gettin' bigger and there's way too many freeks The muffler's draggin' and the tailpipes weak Now these hoes are gettin' hungry, Monoxide's treatin' We stopped at [Incomprehensible] for some Mexican eatin' The restaurant was closed, this hoe was like, "Damn it" She said, "Go back the other way, we'll stop and eat at Seven" Now I finally see 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 20 and didn't even miss it This hoe from another crew, she picked it up and kissed it Her boyfriend's trippin' and jumpin' on her case My homie Billy Bill had to bust him in the face 'Cuz we never like a punk who beats on his girl If ya don't have game, [Incomprehensible] then leave our world Aint nothin' to discuss, the bitch slept with us She fucked everybody, now I heard she lives with Russ Now I'm runnin' with a hatchet and you walkin' with some dudes The Psychopathic Family is givin' you the blues Hate us all you want 'cuz we don't get upset We the Insane Clown Posse, bitch represent (Come On) Psychopathic holdin' it down for Southwest, the Posse's on Vernor (Yeah, whut) Dumpin' dead bodies behind the Del Ray Cafe, the Posse's on Vernor (Southwest buddy) Fuckin' bitches on the grass in Paton, the Posse's on Vernor (ICP) Forks up, forks down, forks all the way down, the Posse's on Vernor (Yeah, come on) Killas, stalkers, outline body chalks, the Posse's on Vernor (Yeah, yeah, yeah) [Incomprehensible] turn it right back around, the Posse's on Vernor (Wicked Clowns) [Incomprehensible] cars, the Posse's on Vernor (Yeah, come on) Inner City Posse's still alive, bitch, the Posse's on Vernor (Southwest, Southwest) [Incomprehensible] [Incomprehensible] (ICP)

He He He (Knock knock) Oh shit he's here Hi 'Uhh how ya doing? Is this the right place for that furniture ahh' Yeah sure is come on in 'Pretty nice place here you got here cobwebs are a nice touch So that's the couch eh?' Yeah we got some um take a look at the upholstry right there 'That's pretty fucking nice I haven't seen Whoa you all right there' Excuse me real upholstry 'I ain't seen nothing like that since shit like back in the'...CLUNK Mutherfucka! YOU WANT MY COUCH?! You muthaFUCKA! I need your mutherfucking brain! YOU CAN'T HAVE MY COUCH! WHAT THE FUCK YOU THINKIN'?! Now come here you BIG FAT MUTHA FUCKA get on the table! I was never popular this I'll admit, fuck school School never liked me, cool All the kids would always beat me till I'm half dead Make fun of the size of my forehead But that shit never bothered me See momma and mother they owned a lot of property They had a science lab in the basement and that's where my free time ...Well all my time was spent I made a mouse with a chicken head it clucked three times Cluck Cluck Cluck, then it was dead I made a lot of things cool Like a frog with a turkey neck(gobble gobble gobble) it was the shit, yeah! But I'm still lonely I need a homey So I collected limbs and made me a zombie I could have made a girlie friend But fuck that I got my girlie right here(masturbation and moaning sounds) Yeah! You can call me mad professor I will make a friend for me You can call me mad professor We will rule eternity 'So this is like where you live?' That's right why you don't like it? 'I mean oh my god it's dirty Do you like'- THUD Hehe Shut up BITCH! GIMME YOUR TIPPIE TOES! I used some many body parts it was crazy I killed a whole bunch of muthafucka's like, what eighty? They all chipped in on my special friend Everything helps even if you got a finger to lend, come on! I hear the other children playing outside "Keep it down you little bitches I'll skin your fucking hides" Careful! this part's wack(what?) Somehow I gotta attach this nut sack(eh!) Shit! Fuck! I'm sawing off an elbow Looking at the meter my quazar in the low(what?!) Or better yet look out the fucking window(oh) I see a storm coming it's all most time to roll Screw the head on come on, come on It's the thuggish ruggish Bone OK it's time hit the switch turn it up a hertz Fuck! Shit, didn't work You can call me mad professor I will make a friend for me You can call me mad professor We will rule eternity Hey 'Hey you call for a wrecka?' Sure did come on in 'I got the truck running outside I'm gonna go ahead' THUD 'Oww muthafucka what you'd hit me with a fucking frying pan or sumthing? What the fuck' THUD What the fuck bro? You crazy mutherfucka oww that shit hurts' (Violent J is in pursuit) THUD Come here! THUD 'I'm gonna fuck you up!' Get back here! 'He's trying to kill me!' THUD It wasn't always easy(hell nah!) let me tell ya But fuck that (err!) cause I ain't no failure(YEAH!) I put the shit with the veins and stuff with that wait a minute (Fart sound) You hear that? Yeah! It's alive(wooo), I just gotta wake it up Hand me that Rock N Rye Pour it in the cup Give it to his ass WAIT HOLD UP pause I ain't cleanin' his draws man fuck that! Get him set, get him ready it's all most time Paint his ugly ass face up almost like mine I see him twitching I'm on a roll He can help me tell the whole world about the carnival(wooo!) Turn the hertz all the way up for this shit And just wait for that (come on come come on come on) lightning bolt to hit Did it work? You make the call! Shaggy? "What up Y'all?!" (Triumphant shouts) I'm Alive, I'm alive! You can call me mad professor I will make a friend for me You can call me mad professor We will rule eternity You can call me mad professor I will make a friend for me You can call me mad professor We will rule eternity You can call me mad professor I will make a friend for me You can call me mad professor We will rule eternity We will rule eternity We will rule eternity We will rule eternity We will rule eternity

[Announcer] Lady's n Gentlemen! Welcome to your death! Now let's see where your headed! Turn the crank. And expeirence what's in store for you! Deep with in the mighty RIDDLE BOX! Hahaha... the jokes on you! (x2) [Violent J] Wicked wicked wicked wicked clowns. Hey, I'm Violent J. And i'm here. Well i'm here to kick yo ass! We the wicked juggalo's. We juggle those who live like hoes. And chose the Express route. One way straight down the spiral twist to the RIDDLE BOX! Hahaha... the jokes on you! riddle box. (x4) [Shaggy2dope] Hey! what's up muther fucka! This is Shaggs 2Dope! Congradulating you for opening the box! THE RIDDLE BOX! It looks like you received your prize. The cost! What it cost! Was your ASS! BITCH BOY! Hahahahaha! Hahaha... the jokes on you! riddle box.(x2) [Violent J] Tell me sir what can you do? It looks like the jokes on you.(x2) [Announcer] Come on down! And turn the crank! Let's see where your soul will Spend the rest of eternity! What's it gunna be Mr.? Heaven or hell? The bone is on the bell! Turn the crank and lets find out! Come on down Mr. You dont have anything to be scared of do ya sir? So what's gunna pop out Of the mighty riddle box? Spin the crank and find out. What do ya say? Step right up! Who's first!? Who's brave enough to step into there eternal destiny? Surely someone's confident that there life wasnt totaly evil? [Violent J] STEP RIGHT UP AND SEAL YA FAIT!