ICP (Insane Clown Posse) Lyrics
ICP (Insane Clown Posse) Lyrics
"Hollywood, I'm Coming Lyrics"
Come On In My Kitchen Lyrics
by Robert Johnson Copyright 1978 King of Spades Music, Inc. Transcribed by Ed Luskey You better come on into my kitchen, cause it's sure to be raining outdoors. When a woman's in trouble, everybody puts her down she look for her good man, Lord he can't be found. You
by Robert Johnson Copyright 1978 King of Spades Music, Inc. Transcribed by Ed Luskey You better come on into my kitchen, cause it's sure to be raining outdoors. When a woman's in trouble, everybody puts her down she look for her good man, Lord he can't be found. You
*Gunshots*
(Jamie Madrox)
Festival of Samhein
What's that your holding?
Turn full circle, face to face with the Omen
When I split you open
I go for your heart
And spit on your soul and slash that weak shit apart
Competition meets common and in the way
So all you common motherfuckers better watch what you say
I ain't friendly bitch
And ain't no body asleep
You're only slept on cause your shit is played and weak
Then you slept with the enemy time and again
And now the only people coming to your shows is friends
Of your sorry ass, I ain't sorr
Stay Away From My Boyfriend Lyrics
Stay away, stay away Stay away from my boyfriend (Cause you're not gonna get him) Stay away, stay away Stay away from my boyfriend (I told you before) Stay away, stay away Stay away from my boyfriend (Oh oh) They barely knew your name Now you got a little money My
y, I'm kinda glad Stay away, stay away Stay away from my boyfriend (Cause you're not gonna get him) Stay away, stay away Stay away from my boyfriend (I told you before) Stay away, stay away Stay away from my boyfriend (Oh oh) They barely knew your name Now you got a little money My
I admit I took your cd back and said it was scratched
Should've broke that shit in half
For your attempt to try and take me
For twenty dollars out of my pocket with no apology
Ordinary wanna-be, fly by night, high MC's
They call that one dude Daddy-X
Cause he's like fifty-three
(Chorus x2 - Violent J & Esham & Shaggy 2 Dope)
Burn, black smoke fills the sky
You bring the wicked out of me
Your killer is I
I love to watch you fall, but you're already gone
I love to watch you fall, but you're already gone
(Monoxide Child)
Why Me Ralph Lyrics
In the beautiful hills way back in Virginia By the side of his home where he played as a lad In a deep dark grave Carter lies sleeping There lies the best friend that I ever had For twenty one years he travelled this country Entertaining his friends wherever he roamed For many thousand
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Quit taking up shelf space homie and just pass the weed In the beautiful hills way back in Virginia By the side of his home where he played as a lad In a deep dark grave Carter lies sleeping There lies the best friend that I ever had For twenty one years he travelled this country Entertaining his friends wherever he roamed For many thousand
And let the mainstream tell you when or when not to breathe
Don't ever fucking diss me
Or my crew with our shit
Or we'll feed you to the same fucking pigs I see you playing with
Come and get some
You really want to get your front piece rattled?
All over a rap battle
It's the fame game homie, and we don't play that
So if you diss me, I'ma find out where your folks stay at
To say that, sparks they fly, but we don't die
And on the twenty-first day of July
You got your eye full
Get the fuck off the stage and make
Sunset Grill Lyrics
Let's go down to the Sunset Grill We can watch the working girls go by Watch the "basket people" walk around and mumble And stare out at the auburn sky There's an old man there from the Old World To him, it's all the same Calls all his customers by name Down at the Sunset Gril
ay Let's go down to the Sunset Grill We can watch the working girls go by Watch the "basket people" walk around and mumble And stare out at the auburn sky There's an old man there from the Old World To him, it's all the same Calls all his customers by name Down at the Sunset Gril
Like the legendary hope, here today and gone the next day
It ain't a setup, it's the truth and you can deal with it
All because you're sheltered by that Hollywood deal shit (?)
It makes me sick, I wanna vomit
Cause the only thing that matters about your album
Is who else you got rapping on it
(Chorus x4 - Violent J & Esham & Shaggy 2 Dope & Anybody Killa)
Burn, black smoke fills the sky
You bring the wicked out of me
Your killer is high
I love to watch you fall, but you're already gone
I love to watch you fall, but you're already gone