Insane Clown Posse (icp) Insane Clown Posse (icp) - Out Lyrics

Insane Clown Posse (icp) - Out Lyrics

Insane Clown Posse (ICP)

 

 Out

 Only some of you won't be waking up. Ahahahah. As for the rest of

 you, sit back, put on your PJs and nighties while the story entitled

 'Out'."

 What the fuck is up?!

 I'm in haughhh!

 And Violent J is finna tell a story

 So sit your ass down

 Shut the fuck up

 And get stoned, motherfucker

 

 

 Well, I'm waking 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 nothing in the cupboard

 My little brother's starving, hungry and sick

 Cuz ain't nobody coming by the house giving 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 shooting and looting

 But now here I am and I'm walking 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 seeing shit out the corner of my eyes

 Steady looking 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 walking

 And this is the part of my story that gets really scary

 Had to walk alone down Military

 I can see the crackheads hiding in the trees

 Looking for some change, looking for some brains

 Everything 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 hanging 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 running like a maniac all through the ghetto zone

 And it's steady taking 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 fucking 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 waiting 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 be-anee

 That's why he didn't see a problem with buckin me

 Blew my motherfucking head off my shoulders

 Didn't say nothing, 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 leaving out

 Now I'm a head with a loaf of bread in my mouth

 Bouncing 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 me cuz I'm back on route

 Back to the store....and I'm out