Artist: Insane Clown Posse Album: Basement Cuts LP (1991) Title: Insane Like
Lyrics Insane Like(tapping, snoring, noises)
"Who's that tapping at my window?!!,.Ahhhh! Ughh."
Listen to the bass Get the beat to the nation, yeah
(Violent J) I go blank September I grip my shank I'm spending so sweet, to take death to the bank The guardian angel must have fell from my shoulder Cause day by day night by night, I'm getting colder Demented psychopath, cause I'm a mental case Smile when the blood squirts on my face When I'm stabbing some fool and his gun To me it's good as sex, so I nut Amnesia, it's always the same I can slide a family then forget my name It don't matter, it comes back to me As soon as I waste another family Homocide victim family members cry Those motherfuckers always catch my eye Look them up, you know what I'm thinking about Violent J's gonna start head shrinking Yea, go to the house and knock on the door Clench my fist and cold clocked the whore Rape the bitch, and tell a nasty lie Whip out my shank and cut her eye I'm down about liking to use handcuffs Cut off her titties and use them for earmuffs
Split personalities and my head keeps dancing One like Hitler, the other Charles Manson Homicide, Sucide, I'ma fucking wreck Pull your spine out your back, wrap it around your fucking neck Butcher, I'm slicing and dicing Cut off your head and serve it with rice and side dishes I'm a goddamn lunatic, ounce and even can't handle me cause I'm sick boy Fridays nights, I get a different kinda throw Fuck women I fucking kill I'm a racist, I like an innocent victim If she's old and weak, then I'll stick 'em Slither scope and dope when I reach my hand in her I like to find out what the bitch had for dinner It became my meal because my head is twisted Cuts to and ass because I'm a fucking psychopath, Psychodellic My head feels as the boss, Just my thoughts will make you want to fall The last I take I feel good on my brain Cause I'm motherfucking ass bitch goddamn insane
When I was in school, I knew I was sick When I pissed on the floor and watched the teacher slip Now the mind of Joe Bruce has went out I missed a robin toot and my mind is bent outta proportion My blood is scorching, throw me a flame thrower, and I'ma start torching Innocent people , whoever's deranged hat full of suckers and I'm drawing names Kids used to laugh, they'd call me names Now I'm ringin the blood out their mother fuckin brains, spear Bruce Lee, Rudy, Nate, and Lacy Rip you in half cause I'm a goddamn crazy
Kill kill kill Voices tell me to kill, kill, kill accused I'm safe cause the voices are real Living on the shit in Zug Island, come across to Delray, oil burn like clay Dragged them back to my underground crawlspace cut off the head But I save the face and staple guts to the wall And that's all we know when ICP is on call |