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Insane Clown Posse Rollin Over

Rollin' over.. [Shaggy 2 Dope] Hell motherfuckin' yeah bitch! Hatchet chops straight to your motherfuckin' face! Rollin over.. Wicked Clowns got that

Rollin' over.. [Shaggy 2 Dope] Hell motherfuckin' yeah bitch! Hatchet chops straight to your motherfuckin' face! Rollin over.. Wicked Clowns got that

Rollin' over.. [Shaggy 2 Dope] Hell motherfuckin' yeah bitch! Hatchet chops straight to your motherfuckin' face! Rollin over.. Wicked Clowns got that

his head he put a champagne cork in the hole and that was it baseheads zombies millions of 'em and more with the steam roller roll em over flat on the

glense of his nuts And stick em in there butts But only the nastyest uglyest southwest sewer skanks be gettin doin the nasty with the mother fuckin shaggy Roll

hours We got over 50,000 gangbangers out there Violent j serving ghetto hard street shit You know it's potent when the funky-ass beat hit Rolling the

thumpin' Some kind of ogre, or somethin' I see the phatom screamin, as this giant behemoth, is comin' And it swung at me, I felt a rip my head went spinnin' Flippin and rollin

serve an eternal grave] (Even in the Afterlife, things don't always go as planned) [As Satan's throne sees ??, it's hectic and over jammed] {Damien burned

re like fuck off, then took off I almost caught a slug in the ass, and became a ghost of Christmas past over that shit (over that bullshit) Santa Claus