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REAL UNDERGROUND BABY |
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By Insane Clown Posse |
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This clown don't smile and honk your horn. |
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This clown don't wear green goofy clothes. |
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And this clown don't mind your hatred for me. |
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He'll get turned into a dead corpse right before me. |
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And the preacher man said, "Hellalujah". |
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And the preacher man said, "Hellalujah". |
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And the preacher man said, "Hellalujah, me and the |
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witch gonna go right to ya.". |
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And the preacher man said, "Hellalujah". |
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And the preacher man said, "Hellalujah". |
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And the preacher man said, "Hellalujah, me and the |
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witch gonna go right to ya". |
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My motto, eat a dick up and swallow, |
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only motto I follow be da Jim Beam Bottle, |
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And I'ma kick a ****in' hole in the wall, |
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I'ma kick a ****in' hole in the wall. |
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Full throttle, punchin' in an Eldorado, |
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full bottle, I care about no tomorrow, and |
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I'ma kick a ****in' hole in the wall, |
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I'ma kick a ****in' hole in the wall. |
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Who can paint their face up? |
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(who can paint their face up?) |
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And wear a Ninja suit? |
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(and wear a Ninja suit?) |
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Floatin' through some backyards, |
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drop-kick your niece head backwards, |
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I'm outtie wit a poof! And, ain't |
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that shit the truth. |
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My days are long and lonely. |
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Black rain is right before me. |
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(Real underground baby) |
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My brain does nothin' for me. |
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Hey-ey! This pain will be my story. |
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(This pain will be my story) |
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Who took the chicken from the plate, and |
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put it in the fridge? (Shaggy 2 Dope did) |
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Who took the chicken from the plate, and |
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put it in the fridge? (Shaggy 2 Dope did) |
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Who took the chicken from the plate, and |
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put it in the fridge? (Shaggy 2 Dope did) |
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Who took the chicken from the plate, and |
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put it in the fridge? (Shaggy 2 Dope did) |
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Underground baby. Real underground baby. |
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I'm hiding under the floor, like Saddam, but I'm |
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doin it because I love it, and I'm underground baby, |
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real underground baby! |
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I'm hiding under the floor, like Saddam, but I'm |
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doin it because I love it, and I'm underground baby, |
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real underground baby! |
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I'm hiding under the floor, like Saddam, but I'm |
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doin it because I love it, and I'm underground baby, |
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real underground baby! |
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I'm hiding under the floor, like Saddam, but I'm |
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doin it because I love it, and I'm underground baby, |
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real underground baby! |
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(Laughter, Barking) |
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Underground baby. Real underground baby. |
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Underground baby. Real underground baby. |
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Who can paint their face up? |
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(who can paint their face up?) |
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And wear a Ninja suit? |
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(and wear a Ninja suit?) |
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Floatin' through some backyards, |
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drop-kick your niece head backwards, |
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I'm outtie wit a poof! And, ain't |
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that shit the truth. |
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(Six Joker's Cards remix) |
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I'm hiding under the floor, like Saddam, but I'm |
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doin it because I love it, and I'm underground baby, |
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real underground baby! |
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I'm hiding under the floor, like Saddam, but I'm |
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doin it because I love it, and I'm underground baby, |
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real underground baby! |
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I'm hiding under the floor, like Saddam, but I'm |
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doin it because I love it, and I'm underground baby, |
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real underground baby! |
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I'm hiding under the floor, like Saddam, but I'm |
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doin it because I love it, and I'm underground baby, |
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real underground baby! |
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My days are long and lonely. |
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Black rain is right before me. |
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(Real underground baby) |
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My brain does nothin' for me. |
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Hey-ey! This pain will be my story. |
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(This pain will be my story) |
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Hellalujah! |
