Teksty:
Stuck In The Sound I Travel The World

I tried (1) You don't need no explanation, I travel the world I travel the ocean Hang on You don't need no explanation, I travel the world I travel

bit But I'm a juggalo, and as a juggalo I want my shit And I ain't gonna die till I get it I want a rusty axe, I wanna know voodoo A fat bitch named

she's finding matches inside of my pockets that say I trip Which means I might get caught, lose everything that I bought The house, kids and the car, I know this sounds

Lyrical chain reaction, deadly instruments, run for symantecs The international civil war assassins Geological, biochemical, camouflaged nuclear aropostles Sounds posible, 'cuz regardless visual English grammer, mental examiner I shock the world

mixed up. I'm alright, I'm just a little mixed up. (3x) Cause I'm okay, I'm just a little mixed up. I've been stuck and I'm tryin' to get my dick sucked

t right here You're supposed to be right here with me, motherfucker You know what I'm saying ? You know what the fuck I'm saying I'll catch up with you

had to remove all doubt We stood transfixed in shock and horror When we busted down that there bathroom door And I hope I never see a sight like that again; no, I

when I awake I make a tomb What more can I ask for? But a piece of ass and cash for My last war of struggle hasn't sounded I'm surrounded by the land

the knife out my chest. I keep searching for something that I never seem to find. But maybe I won?t, because I left it all behind. Now I?m stuck with