have a life around this This stupid world is all around this This fuckin world is all around this Mother fucker! I know I have a life around this This
Come here and play I?ve to do a new game All it?s insane Is to defeat the pain Come out and play Life won?t die And I don?t want survive All is insane
When I die before you You just know that I?m not fun I just live with my pain I just scream my fuckin dream I?m too sad, every day People ask me: why
Why you love the innocence? And why you love the baby?s eyes? To understand that I?m not false You just be a sad true boy You just know who you can say
I love you, you?re my moon I?m always get off I was too strange for you I?m always get off My dreams, my hopes are you I?m always get off And what should
why are you tired, man? You destroy all you have built You destroy all you have learnt Broken heart, burnt in your fire, man I cry, tonight I have my life
My life is like a documentary film depicted in black and white, flicks grainy (Geronimo!) I'm on Guantanamo Bay taking pics in a Captain Morgan pose With
peanut butter on your toes, that day (Nigga, why you gotta bring everything up? Man, everybody here enjoying) Nah, son, because your shit's --- (crazy, a happy New Year This
A conqueror of all world like the Hebrew kings I'm David, reincarnated over again A gladiator of the universe, a soldier of men A warlord across the field
Eminem huh? You wanna diss us? You wanna diss Insane Clown Posse and Twiztid? Well here goes a remix From us to you This is the truth about Slim Anus... (
team up cause I believe every throat deserves a good cut Look in my brain its fucking insane roll around naked in the acid rain Rich bitch fucka took me for a
up 'Cause I believe every throat deserves a good cut Look in my brain it's fucking insane Roll around naked in the acid rain Rich bitch fucka took me for a
prosecute your residence 'Cuz you done been already got rid of all the evidence Tryin' to get a buck, a buck? A soup pot, a blender and a measurin' cup
hold it firmer Fuck a murder I'm a just kill your ego Cause we know that you ain't really got no people Murdering a prop my man this my homey that You
been running trying to function fine with out my mind climbing out this fucking corner I was born a thorn away from the rotten petals A forgotten rebel
that you was listenin' to me Glad I made a picture, put a rhyme upon the internet I'll hide behind a picket fence, slice a little wickedness and I Win at this
paid. You spend it on a watch and a chain. You can't offer your children a thing. What the hell is going on in your brain? Look how we're turning out
airplay A jam that'cha love, a jam that'cha love It's a jam that'cha love that don't be gettin no airplay A jam that'cha love, a jam that'cha love