Insane Clown Posse - Out Lyrics
Please, let me off the terror wheel.Shut up, *****! looks like its nighty night time (gunshots).Only some of you wont be waking up. ahahahah. as for the rest ofYou, sit back, put on your pjs and nighties while the story entitledout.What the ***** is up? !Im in haughhh!And violent j is finna tell a storySo sit your ass downShut the ***** upAnd get stoned, mother*****erWell, Im waking up so early, cuz I knew this day would comeMy daddys passed out with an empty bottle of rumAlthough shes been gone long, I do not miss my motherAnd hes a sorry *****, so theres nothing in the cupboardMy little brothers starving, hungry and sickCuz aint nobody coming by the house giving free shitSo we gettin kinda skinny and my brothers almost deadGot no other chose but for milk and breadStepped out the house for the first time in two yearsCuz my neighbor hood, it aint really goodLay up in my bedroom night after nightI hear screams, zombies shooting and lootingBut now here I am and Im walking down jeffersonWith a bag of money back, I dont understandHow the world can be full of so many evil doersI can hear em underneath me in the sewersKeep seeing shit out the corner of my eyesSteady looking over my back, I didnt realizeWhere I was goin, I didnt wanna bother anybodyAccidentally stepped on a dead bodyHey mother*****er, watch where the ***** youre goinI might be dead, but Ill kick your assSo I apologized but he still had to talk shitSo I stepped over his face and kept walkingAnd this is the part of my story that gets really scaryHad to walk alone down militaryI can see the crackheads hiding in the treesLooking for some change, looking for some brainsEverything seemed to quiet as I walked down the blockUntil I got hit with aRock.....................................Cant really tell I musta been out for quite a whileCuz when I woke up my nanny coat was outta styleAnd the crackheads took my money backs in a dashAnd ripped off my arm in the processBut ***** that shit, I still gots another handSo I can still get the shit for my little manAnd Im a walk with my nuts hanging outI aint scared, but this is where it gets weirdFactories, toxic waste, and chemicalsThey have strange affects on the animalsIn my neighborhood, and some get a lot biggerLike the giant rat that jumped on my backIm running like a maniac all through the ghetto zoneAnd its steady taking bites out my nug boneWrestlin around, found his tail, so I straight bit itThen it ripped off my leg and broke with itTried to catch up, but I couldnt move quick enoughThis little trip to the store straight *****ing me upBut thats okay, cuz the stores straight down the block.....so I hopAnd it seems all wrong as I look up in the skyI see the vultures waiting on me to dieBut I made it to the store so ***** all you hoesBe bout the sign..hmm, closedPicked up a mailbox, threw it threw the wallCuz Im a get my shit so ***** all yallTook a loaf of bread and a carton of the shelfEven took a faygo, two-liter for myselfWalked out the store like a g thats when I heardThe click-click sound of a boss birdThe store owner he didnt like a be-aneeThats why he didnt see a problem with buckin meBlew my mother*****ing head off my shouldersDidnt say nothing, get buck buckinBut I got say, I made it home in a heart beatNobody *****s with a head rollin down the streetNow I think about it, I was full man leaving outNow Im a head with a loaf of bread in my mouthBouncing up the stair, I knock on the door with my chinEh, yo, little man, wont ya let me inYou best believe it was good to see my little brotherEh, you forgot the milk, you dumb mother*****er!Locked the door behind me cuz Im back on routeBack to the store....and Im out
