Tytuł: Never Had It Made

• Wykonawca: Insane Clown Posse
• Wyświetleń: 308

  
  
  First I was born young and healthy
  I told my mother one day I'd be wealthy
  Can't forget my first day at school
  Got stabbed in the head with a pencil but it's cool
  Get my education
  A job and a family a good reputation
  And what about grade two?
  Got shot in the neck and the bullet went straight through
  But I'm packing a textbook
  Don't fuck with me cuz I'm going to grade three
  Thank god it's lunch in a minute
  Bit into my hot dog with a razor blade in it
  And it cut my tongue off
  But I know how to multiply so what's up, boss
  Finally had to step out
  I dropped out of school when they ripped my neck out
  Who knows where the road led?
  Seen a man with a briefcase and no head
  So I'm like fuck that
  Show me a quarter and an ounce of crack
  And I'm straighter than a fucking lightpost
  I sold a lot of crack but I bought the most
  Now I'm a basehead down on my luck
  Roaming the streets and got hit by a Mack Truck
  And thrown about a block
  But I'm thinking nothing but gimme a rock
  Holding my sign I'll work for crack
  With my old-ass E.T. shirt on my back
  And I'm sleeping in the gutter
  Right next to Jam Town's mother
  I'm eating dead rats in the street
  I keep on checking for my ownheart beat
  Now I'm weighing at a buck-o-five
  Twitchy little neck and I'm barely alive
  Got my first taste of life in hell
  I ate a dead, shh, but don't tell
  Excuse me, sir, can you spare some change?
  I'll cut your face off and eat your brains
  You know all about me
  You act like you ain't seen penatentiary
  Spitting and cussing and you know I'll piss
  With these iron braces on my fucking wrists
  And I'm heading for the slammer
  Serial killer, all on the camera
  First day, they broke my back
  Next day, they broke my neck
  Third day, they broke my leg
  Fourth day, they broke my head
  Swallowing kept on trucking
  But there'll be no fucking
  That's strictly for the soft
  Seen a freak in a week and my nuts fell off
  So I'm finna escape
  How much shit can one clubno take?
  "Stop, fool. Stop or I'll fire"
  Shot me off and I fell in the razor wire
  I'm all tangled up, cut cut cut slit slit cut cut
  You don't love me, I really don't care
  Tie my ass up in the electric chair
  I got no family, I got no friends
  I pray to God that my life ends
  They thought that they had killed me
  They took me to the morgue
  I'm just a little stiff that's all, like a board
  I lay there in my coffin, just chill and wait and chill
  But then I jump out knife swinging all about
  And motherfucking-mother-mother-mother-motherfucking kill
  I used to wonder what life's about
  Until it chewed me up and spit me out
  Your ghetto created a psycho nut
  Not just psycho psycho nut
  Now I'm living in the walls of your house
  And I'll die there and lay and rot like a dead mouse
  I'm packing a sickle I'm on your roof and I'm playing the fiddle
  You want me in a straight jacket
  Cuz when I see a throat, I'm a hack it
  Where I'm at? What's my name?
  Somehow, somewhere, I got hit by a train
  And it ripped my legs off
  Huh, nothing but a minor coft
  You can't get me I swing from a tree
  Shouting and cussing and shooting at me
  Everybody's end make two cents
  A branch broke and I fell on a picket fence
  I'm stuck and they're coming to get me
  Rip myself off and I took my lungs with me
  I'm stuffing them back in
  Fuck! They won't go back in
  Now my life's gettin' dense
  Cuz my heart's still beating on a wooden fence
  They shoot me up and down
  Thinking thinking thinking clown
  Wicked wicked wicked clown
  You wanna know all about a wicked clown I never had it made...