"The wicked clowns and Bushwick Bill are lost in space" (Violent J) The car broke down and she was like "Honey, get the flash light" Still one in
Violent J) Underground baby Real underground baby... This clown don't smile and honk your nose This clown don't wear big goofy clothes This clown
stroke and caress my tender nut sac You like it rough bitch don't you i'ma bring the pain She said ain't that damn movie by john wayne Rappin to this
stroke and caress my tender nut sac You like it rough bitch don't you I'ma bring the pain She said ain't that damn movie by John Wayne Rappin to this
And all you gotta do, is try to go for the neck And its sedatives, sedatives, like that Slow down, colours smear all around, Weird sounds, you live in the mind of a clown
Our Shit Simple And Blunt, And If You Take The Time To Listen As I Run This Down, Maybe You Might Even Dig Our Shit And Understand The Wickid Clown,
part of the game You gotta bang it till it falls right off I do the same Rub my dick in cocaine And freak some nasty shit It ain't the same without the pain
They call me Hektik Cause the way the pain is interjected You talk shit you gonna regret it Fuck it, you said it Watch your mouth fool I'm on the move
They call me hektik Cause the way the pain is interjected You talk shit you gonna regret it Fuck it, you said it Watch your mouth fool I'm on the move
look I'm supernatural, it's in the beat of my heart The only bone that comes with it is the hard part [Chorus] I can feel the pain of the dead The
you choose Wings are spread Head held high Time is God So watch God fly Where you at? Why you here? Are you happy? Do you care? Why's my pain look just
pain, ok? I understand everything you're going through, I've been there myself, ok, now, your pain is my pain, alright? And I feel your pain, And I wanna
face stare in the dark at the mirror The witch told me my girlfriend was a demon, and all this fallin' in love shit, I'm dreamin' and it's pain to the
WE BE DOING MURDER EVERYDAY, WE BE GOOD ENOUGH TO GET AWAY, YOU WONT EVEN KNOW A WICKED CLOWN HAS HIT THE DOOR, UNTIL YOUR MELON HIT THE FLOOR AND ROLL
and Esham [Layzie Bone] In...coming, I'm running and dropping them bombs Still gunning, I'm willing and ready for war Get down with the clowns from ICP
let me make your pain be gone i wanan ta STAB STAB STAB it's like murder he be givin me a calm i need to YEAH YEAH YEAH let me make your pain be gone
you see the reality? Do you remember a time like this? Or is it locked away in subconsciousness? (Jumpsteady) As a child, I heard ghostly calls Striping insanity
see the reality? Do you remember a time like this? Or is it locked away in subconsciousness? (Jumpsteady) As a child, I heard ghostly calls Striping insanity