Brick in Yo Face - Stitches

IN YO FACE! (Something special!) Something special for you in yo face, BIATCH! (Go get em, boys) IN YO FACE! (Something special!) Exclusive! For you! Something exclusive! I pop out the box, swing on a spring Big Violent J wit the axe out, SHING! Trouble we bring, a juggalo thing Wicked clown wit tha boom bow bang IN YO FACE! Smash through the glass as the fireworks blast Shaggy the clown here to murda some ass I be the strangala! Known coast to coast And I turn any thug into a ghost (IN YO FACE!) Some scream juggalo only when it's convenient And no they don't mean it We sick of bein lenient Step yo ass back before the hatchet attacks And you catch a few hacks from the axe (IN YO FACE!) I crawl like a tarantula on my toes and thumbs Born to the carnies, gypsies and bums I spit my raps and tongues Over voodoo drums Bitch wicked shit this way comes IN YO FACE! For you! Something special (For you!) We got you covered homie Something exclusive (For you!) IN YO FACE! For you! Something special (For you!) We got you covered homie Something exclusive (For you!) (We got it!) I was fuckin' this slut up in her dirty ass Threw the rubber out the window as we drove past Funny thing, I see you standin' on the grass And it fuckin' stuck to your mustache (IN YO FACE!) Bang to the pow, wang to the mouth Boom go tha wicked clowns southwest style From Pluto to your anus, we underground famous For doom and 808 bass booms (IN YO FACE!) I shook the hand of Satan wit a cross in my palm Burnt all the flesh all the way up his arm I wasnt scared, I was giddy to do it Then I lopped his head off and threw it (IN YO FACE!) Insane Clown Posse never gonna fade Helped yo ass get laid back in 8th grade Many years pass and we still top grade Blowin' up like a hand grenade IN YO FACE! For you! Something special (For you!) We got you covered homie Something exclusive (For you!) IN YO FACE! For you! Something special (For you!) We got you covered homie Something exclusive (For you!) We got this! Billy Bill, Jumpsteady, and Nate The Mack Down till the end n never take it back I'd die for the hatchet, the psychopathic records boys bump-in Wicked shit thumpin (IN YO FACE!) They all wanna kill us but we already dead And if they think we'll ever die, they severely mislead Phonies out there posin' as juggalos But they see it as a demographic to push what have it IN YO FACE! Neden- if u aint down wit that fuck off! I like gettin my dick sucked, jacked off and salad tossed Ugly hoes, fine hoes, none go to waste But for you, herpe methhead anus (IN YO FACE!) Mike E. Clark can make the street pound legs Downin, all around is surround sound One fuck up and the other one down, Fuckin throwin up the wicked clown IN YO FACE! For you! Something special (For you!) We got you covered homie Something exclusive (For you!) IN YO FACE! For you! Something special (For you!) We got you covered homie Something exclusive (For you!) We got this! For you! For you! For you! We got this! For you! For you! For you! IN YO FACE!

Why do I feel like I gotta be somebody that the world wants me to be I was crazy, I was losin' it Cocaine in my body, I'm abusin' it I'm gettin' fucked up on Percocet Just received a call, it was a death threat If I gotta die today and there ain't no other way But shootin' me down then Puttin' me up in the grave Then I'mma face it Look the shooter in his eyes The one who can save me is the man in the sky The one pullin' the trigger is the devil in disguise For my children's sake, I'm tryna be alive I'm a beast in the streets, I know how to survive All my life I been doubted Will I see 25? I doubt it Rolls-Royce bitch just know I just bought it I just wanna be the man for my fam I been through pain, I walk in the the rain I look at my reflection up in the Mirror and I can admit that I feel so ashamed I've done some dirt that I cannot forget I'm wipin' the blood, I'm wipin' my sweat The reason I killed him cuz' he posed a threat (ugh!) I got some sons and I got a daughter You playin' with me there's gonna be a slaughter I don't wanna live my life like this no more I don't wanna sell this dope The streets got me so fuckin' paranoid I don't know what I'mma do I'mma be a gangster forever Ain't no love in the streets And I don't trust you I'm facing my demons That evil, I've seen it The money, the root of all evil, believe me You rob, you steal, you pop a pill and you kill Everytime I need paper this is the way that I feel My brother told me do it for my nephew Bullets hit your body, now you leaving the rescue One thing I know for certain Everytime you try to change, the devil's gonna come and test you My brother told me do it for my nephew Bullets hit your body, now you leaving the rescue One thing I know for certain Everytime you try to change, the devil's gonna come and test you I'm trying to change my life for the better If I go to prison would they write a letter Would they even care, if I wasn't there It feels like I got haters everywhere Haters, suckers, motherfuckers I was built like no other It's a cruel world, they criticize your skin color Mobbin', robbin', homicide for something that makes them feel alive I'm always curious to find out where I'ma go when I die People hate me all the time but they ain't even met me yet I was born to win in last so that ain't nothin' I'ma sweat I came up off of sellin' that dope Have you ever had the cops break down your door Have you ever had the cops put you On the floor and rob all of your dope No, you don't know, how that feels You're totally broken and ready to kill You're praying to god Asking for a deal, "Oh lord, I can't afford a meal" I just want to go legit I just feel like a piece of shit I don't wanna live my life like this no more I don't wanna sell this dope The streets got me so fuckin' paranoid I don't know what I'mma do I'mma be a gangster forever Ain't no love in the streets And I don't trust you I'm facing my demons That evil, I've seen it The money, the root of all evil, believe me You rob, you steal, you pop a pill and you kill Everytime I need paper this is the way that I feel My brother told me do it for my nephew Bullets hit your body, now you leaving the rescue One thing I know for certain Everytime you try to change, the devil's gonna come and test you My brother told me do it for my nephew Bullets hit your body, now you leaving the rescue One thing I know for certain Everytime you try to change, the devil's gonna come and test you