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作曲 : Clark, Insane Clown Posse ... |
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(violent j) |
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Chillin' at the studio... |
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Chillin at the studio, 85 bucks an hour so hurry up and loop a |
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Beat mike. come on! |
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(music starts) |
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Uh, uh, uh |
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I'm violent j but my homies call me ************thead |
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But that's my homies, to you i'm violent j ************ |
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I put my boys on a track even though they suck |
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(dave) |
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Yo dawg, i'm dave and i don't give a ******* |
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(violent j) |
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I did a record deal, i signed a contract |
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Technically, for island i can only rap |
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Well ******* that, with twiztid i'ma still spit |
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Even though i got a cold and i sound like ************t |
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What the ******* was that? ******* it, leave it in, that ************t is phat |
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You heard this beat eighty times i'ma still freak it |
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And if you notice, my ************t don't even rhyme... |
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Look at that. i ain't even got a rap and it's still phat |
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My ************t went gold, i got fat knots |
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And you're still flyer'in parking lots |
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You might say my vocals are up too loud |
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So i'ma turn 'em up louder to piss you off! |
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Psycopathic records are geniuses, get off our ************es |
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Here comes the chorus, but i got no hook |
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Instead i'll just ******* with the phone book |
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(music cuts. phone rings, a guy picks up) |
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Hello? |
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(slim anus) |
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Yeah uh, harry sacks please? |
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(guy) |
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Who is this? |
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(slim anus) |
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Uh harry, hey this is slim anus down at the cannery, |
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Uh, ************ shooter left a bulletin, something about, uh, |
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You filling in his slot tonight down at the, uh, garage. |
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We got a ca******t of fudge. we need as many packers as we |
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Can get, uh uh sacks. |
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(guy) |
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...hello? |
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(music starts) |
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Uh uh |
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(jamie maddrox) |
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My name is jamie maddrox and i got fat ******* |
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I'm always urinating in the motel halls |
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I got a big head that never fits a hat |
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So you ain't see me wearing a damn thing green ************ |
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I'm far from rich, i gotta hoopty |
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With a smash in the fender, and in the back too |
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I gotta a broken tail light and i'll smash you |
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************, get outta my way. we got clown love |
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Fat props to the lyrical tom dove |
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(monoxide child) |
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It's the m-o-n-o, and i can't even spell the rest |
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It takes too long and i need a ******' cigarette |
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I can't hear, my right ear's mad wack |
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So shut the ******* up and listen or get an ass kickin' |
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I slap hoes and call them ******* to thier face |
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And scream "now ******* off ************, twiztid in the place" |
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So back up, recognize and check nuts |
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'cause simply my dear, i don't give a *******! |
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(music cuts. phone rings, a guy picks up) |
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???????? |
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(mo' styles) |
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Yo, this is mo' styles in this piece, what's up son? |
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(guy) |
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Hello? |
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(mo' styles) |
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Yeah, what's up son? i'm lookin' fo this deal, |
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You know what i'm sayin'? i |
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Got raps to bust fo y'all. y'all ready fo mo' styles? |
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I'm 'bout to kick this flow, y'all ready fo this ************t or what? |
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(guy) |
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Who's this? |
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(mo' styles) |
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Word up son. i'm mo' styles, i'm straight from the hood. |
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I got all my peoples on 1-800 crenshaw. we comin' hard. |
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(music starts) |
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Bring it, bring it, bring it |
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(************gy 2 ****) |
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My names 2 ****, and sometimes ************gy |
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Sometimes ************s, and sometimes greedy |
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I get mad stupid, i gets mad ill |
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Locked down in all five, ******* it, i do this still |
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Stretch my nuts back like a slingshot and plant 'em in your mouth |
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Shake my hips like elvis, wiggling my pelvis |
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Last kid that stepped, |
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I applied a camel clutch and stretched his back like |
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Mother******' bungee jump |
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Waaaaaah! |
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(music cuts to violent j) |
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I'm violent j back to make you smile more |
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I let my ******* drag on the tile floor |
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I kick free styles, for miles |
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My gold comes in piles, i worked on bell isle... |
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I picked up deer ************t, and now i spit raps... |
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I snap your neck... |
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'cause my freestyles are fresh... |
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(door opens, closes) |