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Insane Clown Posse My Fun House

it out "Bitch, you ain't shit in my electric funhouse" "Help me, I'm trapped in here, somebody let me out Oh my God, ahh" "Come here, rich boy My head

gangstas same old scene yellin at seventh at ninth ward I see my homies from the third and the fourth it was me Big Dog and the ??eight guard?? posse havin fun

bone (HE GOT THE BONE!) I hit the gas and I'm swervin' in and out of my lane Coppers on my tail, I'm drivin' like I'm insane Old man up in the street

All you bitches, man Come over to my house And I'ma take ya upstairs And I'ma stick you with my wang Ya know what I'm saying? I stuck her with my wang

rode into town with my ax in my holster,Everybody knows about the wicked piggy roaster.A farmer at the border, he tried to take me out,I drew my ax with

ya closed eyes (Ya peeping out the barn with ya closed eyes hoe) I got a mind killing rage waiting on my change On the holes on my jacket i craddle my

call it death 'cause it makes me choke and lose my breath My toes begin to curl, my fingers start to fold Got droul on my lips and my body's getting cold

same old scene Yellin at seventh at ninth ward I see my homies from the third and the fourth It was me big dog and the ? ? eight guard? ? posse Havin fun

I buy my bitch a new ass and watch her sit on my money Man all the bitches holla, they wanna drop my bridges than jaw my dick and swallow Leave drawers