Insane Clown Posse - Pass Me By



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  "Does this excite you? Think about it! Does it not stagger the
  imagination? No builder on earth can concieve any structure to
  compare to the mansions above. Won't that be something when you go
  to live in your own mansion? There'll be no concern about paying for it
  it's already taken care of. There'll be no worry about veing moved out
  of it. It will be yours forever."
  
  [Shaggy 2 Dope]
  I got shot ah!, the murder was heinous
  The bullet went in my eyeball and out my anus
  And I was hit, that was it, on the spot
  Flash, I woke up in a parking lot
  And I'm sittin in a '64 Reinkeys
  With Shaggy Dope written on the car keys
  I look around I can't believe that it's possible
  I'm dead, and I made it to the carnival
  I walk in, it's everything I dreamed of
  Everybody and they momma got clown luv
  Japanese, Lebanese, and Chinese,
  Portuguese, and southwest ghetto g's. (woowoo)
  Hangin' out with redneck truck drivers
  Instead of always givin' each other piledrivers
  I see my old homey, he died in a drag
  Chillin with two bitches, "What up, Shaggs?"
  And he passed me a blunt like a tree trunk
  I tried to hit it, but couldn't even fuck with it
  And to think, I always been afraid to die
  But I ain't never goin back to wonder why.
  
  [Chorus (2x)]
  We all gonna die, but I'm not gonna fry
  Even though most never try
  I'm not gonna let this pass me bye, no
  
  [Violent J]
  I was born, first, they threw me in a shit pile
  I dealt with it, and lived there for a while
  I got dissed on, pissed on, and beat down
  Mutilated, and tossed out a dead clown
  Next thing ya know, I'm chillin' at the big top
  Free money, and mad bitches non-stop
  No water, it's Faygo on tap
  I wash my hair, and my face, and my butt-crack with it
  Cuz I can, cuz I'm phat paid
  I got a five story funhouse with a maid
  And she walks around with her titties hanging out
  And when I cough, she come and dust my balls off (woowoo)
  I'm headed up to the show, I'm gonna see
  Jimi Hendrix, Selena, and Eazy E
  Elvis tried to open up but got dissed off
  We got pissed off, because he sounded like butt
  There's no fights, it's a perfect match
  Hillbillies in the crowd tryin' to cabbage patch
  And to think, I've always been afraid to die
  But I ain't never goin back to wonder why.
  
  [Chorus (2x)]
  
  [Violent J]
  Did ya ever burn your finger on somethin? hey
  Well picture this, your nuts burnin that way
  And a roman candle stickin' in your butthole
  That's where the greedy skank motherfuckers go
  
  [Shaggy 2 Dope]
  This is all hell now, we livin' in it
  But this bullshit'll be over in a minute
  Then it's off to the Faygos and neden hoes
  New clothes, and patent leather for your toes (woo-woo)
  
  [Violent J]
  And while you sit around cryin' for your dead friend
  He's chillin' up there, paid, getting mad ends
  He's probably there tryin to figure out why you're sad
  He's on the beach gettin' fat, you got it bad
  
  [Shaggy 2 Dope]
  And for those who ain't down for the next man
  Who rob from the poor, and snatch all ya can
  And any chicken talkin' shit, lemme tell ya something
  Hold a lighter to your balls, and you'll see what's coming
  
  [Chorus (2x)]
  
  "Does this excite you? Think about it! Does it not stagger the
  imagination? No builder on earth can concieve any structure to compare
  to the mansions above. Won't that be something when you go to live
  in your own mansion? There'll be no concern about paying for it,
  it's already taken care of. There'll be no worry about veing moved out
  of it. It will be yours forever."
  
  [Chorus (10x)]
  
  
  
  




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