Artist: Insane Clown Posse Album: The Terror Wheel EP (1994) Title: Out
Lyrics OutWhat the fuck is up? I'm in haugh And Violent J is finna tell a story So sit your ass down shut the fuck And get stoned, motherfucker
Well, I'm wakin' up so early, 'cuz I knew this day would come My daddy's passed out with an empty bottle of rum Although she's been gone long, I do not miss my mother And he's a sorry fuck, so there's nothin' in the cupboard
My little brother's starvin', hungry and sick 'Cuz ain't nobody comin' by the house givin' free shit So we gettin' kinda skinny and my brother's almost dead Got no other chose but for milk and bread
Stepped out the house for the first time in two years 'Cuz my neighbor hood, it ain't really good Lay up in my bedroom night after night I hear screams, zombies shootin' and lootin'
But now here I am and I'm walkin' down Jefferson With a bag of money back, I don't understand How the world can be full of so many evil doers I can hear 'em underneath me in the sewers
Keep seein' shit out the corner of my eyes Steady lookin' over my back, I didn't realize Where I was goin', I didn't wanna bother anybody Accidentally stepped on a dead body
Hey motherfucker, watch where the fuck you're goin' I might be dead, but I'll kick your ass
So I apologized but he still had to talk shit So I stepped over his face and kept walkin' And here is the part of my story that gets really scary Had to walk alone down Military
I can see the crackheads hidin' in the trees Lookin' for some change, lookin' for some brains Everythin' seemed to quiet as I walked down the block Until I got hit with a rock
Can't really tell I musta been out for quite a while 'Cuz when I woke up my nanny coat was outta style And the crackheads took my money backs in a dash And ripped off my arm in the process
But fuck that shit, I still gots another hand So I can still get the shit for my little man And I'm a walk with my nuts hangin' out I ain't scared, but this is where it gets weird
Factories, toxic waste, and chemicals They have strange affects on the animals In my neighborhood, and some get a lot bigger Like the giant rat that jumped on my back
I'm runnin' like a maniac all through the ghetto zone And it's steady takin' bites out my nug bone Wrestlin' around, found his tail, so I straight bit it Then it ripped off my leg and broke with it
Tried to catch up, but I couldn't move quick enough This little trip to the store straight fuckin' me up But that's okay, 'cuz the store's straight down the block So I hop
And it seems all wrong as I look up in the sky I see the vultures waitin' on me to die But I made it to the store so fuck all you hoes Be 'bout the sign hmm, closed
Picked up a mailbox, threw it threw the wall 'Cuz I'm a get my shit so fuck all y'all Took a loaf of bread and a carton of the shelf Even took a Faygo, two-liter for myself
Walked out the store like a G that's when I heard The click-click sound of a boss bird The store owner he didn't like a beanee That's why he didn't see a problem with buckin' me
Blew my motherfuckin' head off my shoulders Didn't say nothin', get buck buckin' But I got say, I made it home in a heart beat Nobody fucks with a head rollin' down the street
Now I think about it, I was full man leavin' out Now I'm a head with a loaf of bread in my mouth Bouncin' up the stair, I knock on the door with my chin Eh, yo, little man, won't ya let me in
You best believe it was good to see my little brother Eh, you forgot the milk, you dumb motherfucker Locked the door behind because I'm back on route Back to the store and I'm out |