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20. | Crash And Burn |
21. | Vampiro |
22. | MC & Slasher |
23. | Anthropology |
24. | White Trash |
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BiPolar is a double CD packaged as one
This is the beginning of SKABZ
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2 2 2 ICE
Yeah 1 2 1 2 mic check uh
Death and destruction, weak rhymes and hard crimes
Thin lines and lost time to find mine
Lost nights of rawfights and white lies
Dark skies with no signs of any light
I'm terrorized despite the pain and cries
I won't run, you know I ron't hide
Why? It's fight night world wide
He's coming, he's coming, he's coming, he coming!
Nothing is real, can't touch, can't feel
Nothing is right, can't save my life!
Stay wise and rise to the other side
Free the mind and unify, let's redefine
Love and hate, don't complicate
When we all die
Don't intensify the struggles that I have inside
Solidify the reason why people ask why?
Can't see the light they blow it out each and every time
Clear the path feel the wrath
Now I'm free
Get from in front of me!
He's coming, he's coming, he's coming, he's coming
You can't make me die, now I testify, through you I can see
Get from in front of me
You can't make me die, now I testify, through you I can see
Get from in front of me, now!
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Something is taking over
My brain is like a motor
Release me from these binds
Help me free my mind
Everyone's so disguised
Can't find truth in their eyes
Living this masquerade
Everyone's so afraid
To die is all we got
, 6 feet down our bodies rot
As our souls get released
, next our carcass lays deceased
Can't get it outta my head --4x
This is vituality
Someone explain to me
I keep on seeing illusions
Of living institutions
Don't wake me I'm feelin fine
I'm outta here in another time
I'm more alive even after I'm dead
Remember me with every breath
I am a holy soldier! --4x
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Mudd Monster following me uh
It's hard but I really can't see uh
He lives inside the trees uh
Outside of New Orleans uh
He'll eat your flesh like Hannibal
Human type animal
Oh no he's after me uh
Mudd Monster psycho creature
Run, Run
No Face, no fingerprints to trace
Just like it never did take place
Bloody master psyco creature
Beware of the freak of nature
Screams of pain comin from the mud
Streams of rain up the blood
Half human half gorilla
Saskatchewan, cannibal killa
Psycho alien, stuck in my cranium
Psycho alien, leave me the fuck alone
Nowhere to run to
No one to turn to
No one to help you
Time has come to die, die, die!
Return to the dust from whence you came
The smell of blood is in the rain
And then his pleasure brings you pain
Ashes to ashes dust to dust --3x
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Droppin' science in you ear like my name was Einstein
I been breakin down these barriers in this concubine
I'm trapped in the ice and theres no escape
I bet you'll regret everyday, that you got up pin my face
With eye contacted and the domes will crack
Anywhere, anytime, on any world map
You jibber jabber, bullshit, flapper, wanna be rapper
Fake mini-me like who? Marshall Mathers
Walkin a fine line, stompin in prime time
Strippin down your neck, now you're living in the die time
Don't hold back, I dont take jack
My shit is tabu like my sisters ass crack
Call the FBI to secure this operation
Ice is penetrating all across this damn nation
A diabolical philosophy, I'm breathing
Micrphone phenon, you eatin my semen
You got phobia, get off my sisters lobia
Trailer park trash, get off my ball sack
Comin through with the wickedness
Yo, I'm true to kickin this
Try to stop me, Hah don't be ridiculous
Exhale, Exhale, Exhale, Exhale
Exhale!
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All I see is hate can't understand why
And now it's like the whole wide world got me hypnotized
On a hex for generation X what's next
the mutated breeding of Tyranosaurus Rex
Through DNA testing I really condone
The right to clone, why don't you just leave it alone?
Smoke some homegrown get up in this zone
Amplify your mind while you're puffin on a bone
One hit then I see right through the bullshit
Media blitz, got people loading their clips
Spreading the hate now your sealing your fate
Take a look up in the mirror and face what you create
All I see is hate
Fuck you what you want to do huh?
All I see is hate
Fuck me, well fuck you too
All I see is hate
Psycho-fanatic your mind is an addict
All is see is hate
Don't give a fuck why cause I've had it
Black Sunday on the day I hate breed
LyricsJesus paid and now we're all gonna bleed
Dirty deeds and thier done dirt cheap
Now they creep throught the streets
While you weep in your sleep
From Miami to LA, New York and back
It's like a pimp slap from a burn on crack
And then you got jacked like Lindros on his back
In fact you lack your intelligence is wack
Stop teh hate, it aint to late
Th devil's take your soul unless you step up to the plate
Spreading the hate, now you're sealing your fate
Take a look up in the mirror and face what you create
All I see is hate
Fuck you what you want to do huh?
All I see is hate
Fuck me, well fuck you too
All I see is hate
Psycho-fanatic your mind is an addict
All is see is hate
Don't give a fuck why cause I've had it
My path lies beneath your eyes
My path lies beneath your eyes
My path lies beneath your eyes
My path lies beneath your eyes
All I see is hate
Fuck you what you want to do huh?
All I see is hate
Fuck me, well fuck you too
All I see is hate
Psycho-fanatic your mind is an addict
All is see is hate
Don't give a fuck why cause I've had it
All I see is hate
Fuck you what you want to do huh?
All I see is hate
Fuck me, well fuck you too
All I see is hate
Psycho-fanatic your mind is an addict
All is see is hate
Don't give a fuck why cause I've had it
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What, what, what you gonna do?
Like leeches suckin on your money for blood
To have power, buy all you people's love
Dont give a damn how you get it, as long as you get it
Never split it, I ain't with it, whatever way you did it
Step off! Cause I ain't got no time for your kind
Leave me the fuck alone, I'm headin in a new state of mind
And I'm sick of playin all your games
You stainin my brain and things will never be the same
Primal
You can't hide long with all your lies
And when the truth comes out to stand the test of time
And you can wear your mask and you can hide your face
You can destroy your past and you can leave no trace
So you can change, trying to rearrange fuck stayin the same
Cause your brain's what I blame for me going insane
Now let it out and try to survive and keep it real
Then reveal what you feel with you primal side
Dont make me hate you for your lies
Dont make me hate you I can't relate to
Guess I mistaked you, now I'm gonna hate you
LyricsI came to grips and realized
I realized, now I realized, I realized I can see it in your eyes
I can't control my primal side
I can't control it, I can't control it, I can't control it, No I can't control it
Illusions, tattoos, they wont go away
A constant earthquake or continuous play
It's all in my mind, I feel so corrupted
Now it's time to unwind so I say fuck it
For ADD they're pumpin Ritalin in me
To help me fit in their society
But I won't change, I won't bend, I won't break
So take that shit and get the fuck outta my face
NOW!
Don't make me hate you for your lies
Don't make me hate you I can't relate to
Guess I mistaked you, now I'm gonna hate you
I came to grips and realized
I realized, now I realized, I realized I can see it in your eyes
I can't control my primal side
I can't control it, I can't control it, I can't control it, No I can't control it
You can wear you mask, you can hide your face
You can destroy your past, you can leave no trace
Don't make me hate you for your lies
Don't make me hate you I can't relate to
Guess I mistaked you, now I'm gonna hate you
I came to grips and realized
I realized, now I realized, I realized I can see it in your eyes
I can't control my primal side
I can't control it, I can't control it, I can't control it, No I can't control it
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I know something's shady when I'm feeling it
You play the game like cards when you're dealing it
I see through the eyes of a marked man
But in the streets you gotta have a game plan
I'm paranoid I see them coming after me
24/7 on me constantly
I see the red beam, I walk the tight rope
But I know I'm the target in the scope
YEA!
I try to weed out the real from the fake ones
Two faced ones won't you keep it real son
I can see it from a mile away
Cause I'm holding it down with my feet on the gound
And they...
They're tryin to break me, they're tryin to rape me
They're tryin to bring me down
They're tryin to break me, they're tryin to rape me
They're tryin to bring me down
I know there's something going on
And it seems so cold
I know there's something going on
LyricsAnd it wont be long
I know there's somthing going on
How could you be so cold
I know theres something going wrong
Yea!
Evil lurks when you around
And then you know how it's goin down
I look deep and figure how to break free
In my pain escape from reality
I see you scoping on my life and now he tells me
You look suspicious and you plan is tryin to gank me
The mainsuspect but your the reject
You'll be the one with the gun, no respect for me
I roll deep like a bond, I got a blue print
Creep in your area lowright through the residence
Like a sniper, control the damager
Flippin the script cause Im two steps ahead of ya
They're tryin to break me, they're tryin to rape me
They're tryin to bring me down
I know there's something going on
And it seems so cold
I know there's something going on
And it wont be long
I know there's somthing going on
How could you be so cold
I know theres something going wrong
Yea!
I know theres something on
I know theres something on
Cant get this out of my head
I know there's something going on
And it seems so cold
I know there's something going on
And it wont be long
I know there's somthing going on
How could you be so cold
I know theres something going wrong
Yea!
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This is the beginning of the second cd
BOMB THA SYSTEM!
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Hip hop rules
And if ya didn't know
Hip hop rules
Kick the ill flow
Hip hop rules
I'm breakin all the news
Hip hop rules
From the old to the new school
Big black skinny nigga
6'4" with the .44
Got the slow flow it sound like coke dough
In the Benzo smokin on Coco
My blood niggas say I'm true Vatos loco
For real had a Land Cruiser before my deal
Then I copped a 400 Lex and I'm set
Moving through the projects like Tyrannosaurus Rex
Shootin Tex at sets make a ho clits wet
Now I cash big checks tryin to own assets
Built like the Aztecs
Why you niggas ass bet
Remember Ice Ice Baby
LyricsDrove you crazy then I was big as Jay-Z
I got paid and I got swayze
Eatin' shrimp with my feet up made me lazy
I bought about 10 cars and about 5 cribs
Out in the woods nobody knows where I live
Got a beautiful wife and two kids
But I'm married to hip hop and that's how it is
Cause
Hip hop rules
And if ya didn't know
Hip hop rules
Kick the ill flow
Hip hop rules
I'm breakin all the news
Hip hop rules
From the old to the new school
It's been a long time since you seen me
On the TV V-Ice is here for sheezy
Takin' what's mine
Cause it's my time to hit y'all with a new style of rhyme
Yeah
This is hip rock it can't be stopped
Bomb tha system
Straight to the top
Millions of dollars I been spendin' em
I love rap, I paved the way for Eminem
Needless to say I rap back today
Y'all forgot about me like y'all forgot about Dre
But I'm still here
With no fear I say what I want and make sure its clear
Yo
I play ball break jaws break all types of laws
Militant haters wanna kill me with a cause
Feel me
I been nice since the P was free back when KRS was runnin shit
Wit BDP
I spit rapnology wack rappers follow me
Let me take you to my Shaolin temple where scholars be
Studying astronomy and the world's prophecy
Giving sight to the blind enabling them to see
It's me GOD equal 4 plus 3
Coped a 6 with the V for the year 2G
Stay blowin on trees, how many guns? 23
But it only take one to make you history
My clan hold me nobody control me
So fuck a PO and being parolee
I write solely light grey Roley
Not the Bible but I lead a church of niggas Holy
Because
Hip hop rules
And if ya didn't know
Hip hop rules
Kick the ill flow
Hip hop rules
I'm breakin all the news
Hip hop rules
From the old to the new school
I've got dawgs up north
I've got dawgs down south
I've got dawgs that'll smack blood out of your mouth
Then lick they hand
It's the Darkman brother number 12 from the Wu-Tang Clan
You heard me on Gza you heard me on Deck
That was me with ODB that bust a Tek
La and Vanilla want money like Rockfeller
If not I'll have to pop a fella
I'm the illest Caucasian, rhymes blazin
I went 17 platinum, amazin'
Now just listen to the sound I kick
Chillin with my man La, watchin gangsta flicks
Don't ask why? I cheer for the bad guy
Maybe it's the hydro, I'm so high
Or maybe it's the Xtasy gettin the best of me
The industry keeps on testin me
But I won't fold I'm just too bold
One thing about Ice I stay cold
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CHORUS:
OKS Original killa shit that'll leave yo wig with your wrists slit
OKS Niggas with the biscuits mobbin through your district splifted on some sick shit
Raisin' up from my tomb
Time warp on a dime up off the shrooms
Zoom in let me take your mind on a journey
See what I see visions of bodies burnin'
Like turnin a pistol and pointin it to your dome
Cock it back squeeze the trigger blow and it's on
Brains gone, thrown out the back of your cranium
Trippin' on your shorts, left your ass a corpse on your Ma's front porch
About to torch down the house
Caught your mama and her spouse fuckin on the couch like south
Bout to make moves off your fam bam
Madman lyrically from rap to seran next plan
Let me expand on my artwork genius in my reality
Pure insanity can it be the angel dust that turns your brains to dust
Bust lyrics strangle us no one is insane as us
CHORUS
Takin puffs on the smoke I call the Anti-Christ
Got me seein red and purple lights
LyricsMixed with black dots
Peep the backdrop of the crime scene
Niggas seein' 19" I'm seein' widescreen
So much red Visine can't get it out
From the rage of the slugs as the iron spit it out
It is I Psycho palmin' the Desert Eagle
Creepin' through your blocks in the crypt colored Reagal
Pure evil bumpin brother Lynch season of the sick
How you gonna reason with the Psycho I'm the desolate
Watch the devil spit, call the exorcist
Satanic messages, got me wearin nigases for necklaces
Yes it is the messenger of death watch yo step
I'm quite wicked
Make a motherfucker leak his life liquid
So why risk it it's a suicide
When it comes to you and I
Do or fly nigga you will die
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CHORUS:
Here come the south shit dirty south shit...whud
Here come the south shit dirty south shit...whud
Here come the south shit dirty south shit...Uh
Here come the south shit dirty dirty fly shit
This is for them rednecks and brothers with gold teeth
And them south boys on the streets with much heat
Put it up now for the dirty south
Southern fried now all up in your mouth
It's that hip hop shit with the southern twist
And you pick em up truck you be bumpin' this
With that piece and chain and the diamond ring
And them outta town broads they be lovin' the slang
713, I-45 big crawler
And the 214 big town B-Baller
CHORUS
I got the south shit bumpin in my G-ride
Eyes closed puffin' green when I drive by
LyricsHere is something you can't understand...how I can burn Killa Man
Step up if you wanna get some of this here
I got the blunt got a cooler full of cold beer
Roll the Escalade down to the river
Pull the fishin' poles out sippin' on Sizzers
Just bullshittin' highsidin' eyes on tight
Get it crunk get it crunk we gonna ball tonite
Now whatcha got for me is it Hennessey or maybe Xtasy fill my fantasies
I can't believe I got your mind wide open
Trippin' on the south shit now what is you smokin'
CHORUS
Puff puff give I got that dirty dirty fly shit
When I wake up in the morning yo I got to get my fix quick
Rollin' thru the hood gotta get my buzz on
Hittin' them switches on that 20 inch chrome
Through the south side where they got them fat sacks
Where they at where they at got my seat laid back
I'm a south side rider
Burn E-Z widers
Shakin' off them haters cause them fools can't try us
You ballers and hustlers smokin' southside skunk
Pushin them blades when you ride through the swamp
If you're feelin this with me let me see you put em up
We never get enough of that south side whud
CHORUS
Dirty south shit will have your ass hella a dazed
Everybody in this bitch bout gettin' paid
Riding on dubs swervin' in the Escalade
And these south side niggas, I don't think you could fade
Who wanna be the next punk riding in the trunk
Ridin' with my nigga Ice blowin' on the skunk
It's hard to hold this cause we hot like fire
Boy I thought you knew it's south side till I expire
Comin' with hollow tips up in the clip will make you flip
It's south side when I ride south side when I dip
CHORUS
What y'all know about the dirty south
Put em up put em up
It's that southern fried shit all in your mouth
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Hot sex for your pleasure set it off
Liquid treasures floatin in the loft
I'm in the mood
I'm in the mood to lick you
Let my tongue explore all up in you
Around your belly button all around your neck
Down to your legs baby what's next
I'm coming in on deck check your reflex
Me and you baby, doin the sex
All night, make it so hot, so nice
I like just the way you make me feel allright tonite
Iime for the candle wax and Ice, on the fly carpet ride of life
It's magic! On the dreamscape love bliss orgasmic!
Ecstasy you don't wanna miss gotta have it!
Animal sex with a twist like a rabbit!
Hot sex every chance we get!
What
CHORUS:
Hot sex all night, all night
Hot sex all night, all night
LyricsHot sex all night, all night
All night, all night, alright
Hot sex all the time
You can find
Hot sex on my mind in my rhyme
Wet dreams escape from reality
Aphrodisiac keeps on calling me
Testosterone I can't hold back
Hard to the bone when I'm under attack
Like a butterfly silk skin, I drive it in
On a quest for the pearl give ya back bends
Like a shockwave movin through your spine
Orgasmic surges leave ya blind
On and on shakin' like a shockwave
Blastin' volcanic lava in my face
It's magic! On the dreamscape love bliss orgasmic!
Ecstasy you don't wanna miss gotta have it!
Animal sex with a twist like a rabbit!
Hot sex every chance we get!
What
CHORUS
Hold your head back, baby close your eyes
Get ready for a trip that leaves you hypnotized
With champagne crank the hot tub
Strip your clothes, hot oil rub
Burn the incense underneath the sky
Sex escapade my mind's on high
And with my bag of nuts and sack full of tricks
Down for whatever all up in the mix
And with my hands on your backside let it slide
Break through straight to the other side
And then we ride like Bronco Billy
Saddle up baby it's time to get silly
It's magic! On the dreamscape love bliss orgasmic!
Ecstasy you don't wanna miss gotta have it!
Animal sex with a twist like a rabbit!
Hot sex every chance we get!
What
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CHORUS:
Darkman
V-Ice
Trust me ain't nothing nice
Hardcore
My dog's unbreakable like dice
Hardcore
My dog's unbreakable like dice
Hardcore
My dog's unbreakable like dice
I've been in bloody pictures
Ill as Hitler back in Germany
Kid's think they're burning me
You really ain't concerning me
King B hold a Mack 8 plus 3
And I draw rhymes fast as Zorro draw that Z
Draw gun-fast as white boys on TV
You can't fuck with me! trapper conti
Warfare my clan specializing in putting cats in wheelchairs
Pack a .38 Snubnose name brand clothes
LyricsWhat's money to my clan was death to my foes
That's how it goes
My Niggas is gung-ho
God advocates sniping weak rappers with a crossbow
Stay on the low with a M-16 flow
In the Benz with a dime bitch, puffin hydro
I'm CEO you're TKO, John Doe
My raps is like cheap keys straight from Mexico
Yo, I flow like a UFO, All-Pro
Rich kid, get my dick suck in a Tahoe
When I hear a beat it's like putting tims on my feet
They run a track meet away from the beats, fuck police
I run the street with a Mack Milli for rappers who act silly
Cock it back, then smoke a Nigga like a Phillie
CHORUS
I draw my rhymes like a bow
Shoot'em out like an arrow
Swooping on suckers like an eagle, not a sparrow
Walk a wide path, never ever walk it narrow
Step on stage with funky hip-hop apparel
Got the funky rhymes sometimes they leave you scared
Bro
It's like looking down a shotgun barrel
Hardcore
Runs through my veins like cocain
V-ICE
In your brains like bloodstains
Psycho!
When I step to the mic, bro
You know the Ice'll do it right, what I'm saying is "Yo"
Suckers fronting what you wantin is for me to fade!
Thought I was outta here, I ain't going away!
Back with the track
I keep my bank fat
You know I got the flavor for the funky format
You're not giving up, the credit I seek
Darkman's in the house he's ready to creep
Now what you gonna do
When my boys are on you
You know a hard head makes for a soft shoe
Now crank it up for your passenger - LOUDER
Cause it's the thrilla killa, I bring this
Hardcore hour
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CHORUS:
Lettin' loose it's the detonator setting off a time bomb, ring the alarm
I'm coming thru with the wickedness
Inject the fluids of the sickest and watch as I kick this
Lettin' loose it's the detonator setting off a time bomb, ring the alarm
I'm coming thru with the wickedness
Inject the fluids of the sickest and watch as I kick this
I got a nation of millions to capture
lyrical disaster pass the Ganja
Choppin' shit like a bladerunner
Huntin down my opponents like the predator
Ready to start my search like the hunt for Red October 31st
Day of my birth had much pain as an adolescent
Natural stigmata, much when Mom's was stressin'
They're on my trail like the bone collector
Select the sense from my sixth
Inject the fluid of the wickedness
Fuck the world! is my motto
I just can't understand why they point the finger
When they see me doing my thing
LyricsBitches swing when they see me pass on by
In the GS4 with the Cane plates bought from my last tour
Its Amyetyville Horror on haters block
For those that copycat my tactics trying to make it to the top
Like in the Shining when Jack Nicholson got possessed with the wickedness
I'm true to kicking this
CHORUS
Like Manosn dismantling MC's who oppose a threat
You really don't want to get into some shit that you'll regret
Cause like Samuel I hold the whole place for negotiation
Incarcerating anyone with the temptation trying to test my faith
(Is it safe to come out and play now) is he gone?
Man I don't understand what kind of high this dude is trippin' on
Pure ICE with a twist of Vanilla thriller
Captivating souls like the body snatchers
Its return of the living Caucasians
Of psychopathic mind grabbing Asiatic demonic fanatics
Causing havoc bringing the pain
Flaming up like in Backdraft
Feel the wrath of the lyrical combustion
Many aren't true to what they're busting
(From the depths)
I'm coming through like the Hell Raiser
It's the end of days there's no escape from the detonator
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Confrontation town front
I can't front! No, I can't believe this funk
Got a blacklash as long as some happy ass
Clown, frown, Uh I get down
In the trenches underneath the underground
Under a blanket of hell you never heard rejected the sound
Wrap your troubles in dreams baby in search of a theme
I can't believe I'm triple teamed
I voted! Hope my ass wasn't railroaded
Ran for the border to avoid the slaughter
Shit! I blamed that tape recorder cause you mad outta order
Beyond categories, another East side story Uh
That's three thousand miles ago
Cause cats are shook by past crooks
Doin' street hooks too many freestyles yo be off the books
Be the judge make sure that needle don't budge don't prejudge
Your frustration anger at the association
What difference it makin got the whole world
Hatin art of war vocals influence the locals
It's a mad mad world we've been living everyday
LyricsWhat you gone to say all man say I'm a fuck up
Living don't throw it away
It's a mad mad world we've been living everyday
What you gone to say all man say I'm a fuck up
Living don't throw it away
Claving est operes a mixer
Le New Jacks sont dans
Les MC's sont pres auteur en toute Liberte
It's a mad mad world we've been living everyday
(Transalation) We are ready to get in the mix
The new generation are in the place to be
MC's are ready to express themselves freely
Now I feel trapped in this everyday form of life
Who's wrong or right who knows I still fight
To survive life from the land of confusion
Man's abusing which religion are you choosing
Substance abusing losing touch with reality
Have you forgot about your family values
Can't you understand the plan
World destruction push the button end of discussion
Boom
What'cha gonna do now
It's like the sound of a Mosberg pump goin Boo Yow
What a mad world
We got cops on the take
Females being raped
Bodies floatin' in the lake
Why Over hate
Better check your faith cause it'll be gone before you wake
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Shaggy 2 Dope
Violent J, Insane Clown Posse, baby what
From New York to L.A.
From Chile to Greece
From Uganda to your momma
We gives absolutely no fucks
Motha fucks
Naturn born serial slaterers
Mass mothafuckin murderin murderers
Bitch, count to ten and meet your maker
I'm scary like Michael Jackson up close
I like diggin' up dead bodies
Look at me I'm gross
My name's Violent J but you can call me syphillis
Gonorrhea or the clap cause I infected this rap
You wanna know if I could ever kill somebody
Well thats like askin Charlie Manson if he's ever been to jail
I kill family, friends, myself
What, yeah, I'd kill myself if I could only survive
I tried to kill Rob Van Winkle, in fact thats how we met
LyricsI went up to kill him and he was thinkin the same shit
I pulled out a chainsaw, he pulled out an ax
I was like, come-on, wait is that a Stanley, where'd you get that!
It's natural to murder, you gotta have it in you
It's like a dick all up in you, although I wouldn't know
Look at us natural killas
The world's most playa hated rapper
And the most hated group together like whaaaa!
CHORUS:
Mass murders
Natural born killas
I'm not fuckin around
Icky icky ya ya
This ain't no Blair Witch
Beware bitch
I'll pick ur motherfuckin brain with an icepick
Remember me
The V-ICE
Well here's my trilogy
I'm outta captivity
The rap Cujo you know my flow is ferocious
The last survivor with a mouth full of cockroaches
I bring this hocu pocus
You're flying away
Last the last days of the motherfuckin Locust
I'm the redneck in the moshpit
Two axes come in handy
To answer Violent J, ya damn right its a Stanley
In the shadows of the dark with Darkman like spawn
In your dash blazin' it up with explosive bombs
I spit homicides like major cities at 11 PM
Assembling bodies in the dungeon like the line at GM
Ice mixed with blood is the killer's milkshake
Blended with the clown from the underground it's a lyrical deathbreak
CHORUS
Darkman:
Disrespect me I'll run in your house
Like puffin Steve Stout
Break both your arms, gun in your mouth
Knock your teeth out with the nose of the fifth
Bullets bust through the back of your head ya die stiff
Fuckin' with the clan watch what you say
We kill Niggas like the KKK
Shoot you with an SK or a AK, bitch, you gonna die either way
I'm a monster thoroughbred gun holding weed head
Cross me bet tomorrow you'll be dead
Catch you at a show while you're chilling with your ho
And crack your skull with a bottle of Mo
I'm a Sing Sing killer
Gun room captain
Brooklyn home of the orignial gun clapping
Gats get brung, niggas get done
Sons lose fathers and mothers lose sons
I'm a kiler
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Now here's a Zig Zag story while I'm writing this song
Sit back relax I'm igniting this bong
Picture this sandy beaches dimes wearin' thongs
Serving mixed drinks to me all night long
With my feet back puffin on my weed sack
Shit you can't believe that people as me
Where you buy your trees at
Got the Bombay Ganje lime green
Sticky icky Ganja got me needing Visine
Like a magic carpet ride come fly with me
And this is for my homies that get high with me
Just crack the Phillie open cause we keep on smoking
Dimes rubbin on lotion
Feet soaking in the ocean
On a tropical Island staying sunny
We outta Phillies take these skins somebody roll a Mummy
Now people say money makes the world go round
So come escape with me and and let's puff on a pound
CHORUS:
So high fly through the sky
LyricsAnd ride my life high
Fly through the sky
No matter what you say
Feeling so alright so Ire today
Fire de go blaze
No responsibility man
No responsible
Me I go rolling a flat blunt
Smoking the fat blunt
This is my goal
Take it easy Rastaman
I will now go blaze
From Kingston Jamaica
Bombay to India
Smoking in the air
What da da da day
Some of them are smoking
Weed to take away frustration
I and I do it for me aggrevation
Dreadlock to Babylon and selling everyday
Come me say
Bringing it back on the boat back to the USA
With the ganja me floating me floating away
Why not come and puff with meand then we go fly away
CHORUS
Well it's the stcky icky bomb Holmes
Got the fat sacks puffier than Sean Combs
It's the Ice man back blowin dookie out the nostrils
In the studio creating shit that's colossal
Apostle of the green bud see me bleemed up
In my 430 Lexus off in Texas teamed up
With the Darkman and we're blazing
Some headbanging shit yo the Ice'll come equipped
To spit with the best cause I'm all about mine
I got dimes of smoke that'll make you float on cloud nine
Then I shine just like a beacon in the night
Pass me the Thai I gethigh on the mic
For real zig zag story for my peeps
Bangin' in the Jeeps while you slang it in the streets
Like Naplam I'm way gone and now it's time to bounce
It's the weed song come with me and smoke an ounce
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Check the resume ya'll know me the club rocker
Quick to grab a bobber and I fly like a copper
I'm livin well and I dodge all Coppers
I move all the ladies but they gotta be proper
Sucker free my whole click is so damn tight
Guaranteed to make em jump
When I'm blessin' the mic
I got em runnin' to the floor they like who dat who dat
Droppin' bombs in the club they say do dat do dat
I'm coming through with the new scholl like uh oh
Dance floor packed ya'll are like here we go
The whole club in the mix ya'll are movin
Bobbin your head while the ladies are smoothin
CHORUS:
If your game is tight then I know you goin
Jump
If your money ios right then I know you're goin
Jump
If hittin' tonite then you might as well
Jump
LyricsCome on
Get yo ass up!
And when it gets too hot now what do you need
ICE
Platinum status who is he
ICE
Who can rock a show but won't freeze
ICE
Get yo ass up!
Alright stop now let the beat drop
You know it's hot now let's reach for the top
You get the hip then I hit you with the hop
Millenium funk I got this game on lock
I take four MCs put em all in a line
Four wannabes who think they can rhyme
And five more before I go for mine
Now that's 13 ate up at the same time
So think reallistically not egotistically
It's suicide if you even think of dissin' me
I'm on a world tour while you're sittin' at home
I've been 17 platinum with this Microphone
CHORUS
Muevelo-muevelo Miami, muevelo asi
Oyes hasle caso a tu Sugar daddy
Perla bustin'out treat for my Papis
Chillin' with Ice, Latina flava better than ecstacy
I'm gettin' stupid drunk till the early mornin'
You's tappin' dat ass till the break of dawnin'
Light the blunts up
Tear da club up
Drink the fuck up
Got a problem you can get the fuck out
It's a Friday night playa
Time to spend that skrilla
Time to spark the killa and chug the Tequila
Get yer body goin' cuz the music is flowin'
Got ladies shakin'heir ass
Wearing shit that got their cheeks showin' and bouncin'
1 to the 2 to the 3 to the 4
25 fellas tryin to bust down my door
What do they want tryin to live la vida loca
With this fly Latina chick who got the bangin' ass chocha
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