Insane Clown Posse (icp) Insane Clown Posse (icp) - The Smog Lyrics

Insane Clown Posse (icp) - The Smog Lyrics

Insane Clown Posse (ICP)

 

 The Smog

 "Excellent. This next one is about that shit that comes out of the

 sewers and pipes and chokes your neck. It's called the Smog.

 Ahahahaha!"

 

 

 The smog is coming...

 

 

 Aw shit, here it comes, creeping through the cracks

 The nooks, the crannies, hittin' smack

 It's filling up my head, I gotta get it out

 I got me a plan to get the shit out

 Pulled out an ice pick to pick the bitch up

 Smackin it, pushin it in my ear, fuck

 Lord, oh please, what's happenin' to me?

 It's the poisonous air from the smoke stacks, G

 Seaping in my head, fuckin' up my brain

 Driving me crazy, nuts, insane

 Sewer slut, G, greasy slime

 I'm always bucking with father time

 Cuz he's my motherfucking enemy number one

 Try to potcher up my life by fillin up my lungs

 The shit you call air, but I call it death

 Cuz it makes me choke and lose my breath

 My toes begin to curl, my fingers start to fold

 Got drool on my lips and my body's gettin' cold

 Don't know what to do, so now I start to panic

 But it's too late, I'm dead, the smog got me, fuck it

 The smog is coming...

 

 

 Another cloudy, it's raining, but not water

 It's raining oil out the sky, I think I outta

 Make a run but I slipped on an oil slick

 I can't move, I think I broke my fuckin' neck

 It's no surprise, I'm laying there paralyzed

 Looking up into the sky helped me realize

 About us, the clouds form a devil's face

 It must be a mirror image of the human race

 Oh shit, here it comes, the deadly smog

 I can tell by the howl of the stray dog

 The air is calm, the streets are so still

 When the smog creeps out the pipes for a kill

 Broken neck, I'm chilling cuz I'm a goner

 I can see the smog creepin around the corner

 I lay still and hope it doesn't notice me

 Oh shit shit, fuck fuck, shit, G

 Looking up, just to see it's deadly jaws

 I think I, I think I, I think I shit my drawers

 But it's okay, the smog left me alone

 So I lay and watch the clouds turn into stone

 They come crashing down over Del Ray

 One even landed on your homeboy Violent J

 And I'm dead, crushed me in a split second

 So if I'm dead, what the fuck am I doing on this record?

 

 

 The smog is here

 The smog is coming...

 

 

 Thoughts in my head (of a clown)...

 

 

 Thoughts in my head

 A dead body laying in his house

 For three weeks

 Until his neighbors

 Complain about the smell

 Didn't he have anybody

 To know he was dead

 A serial killer

 Decided to kill himself

 Before he actually killed someone else

 Was that good?

 

 

 Thoughts in my head

 An ocean of blood

 And with the bombs dropping

 It causes tidal waves

 Tidal waves that paint the town red

 Red

 Everybody's dead

 

 

 Thoughts in my head

 Of mothers and fathers

 Look at me

 And I can feel the hatred in their eyes

 And it's cold

 Their children

 Are nothing but them in the future

 Except it

 

 

 Thoughts in my head

 When sitting on her porch

 Bald headed

 From a disease she fought from the air

 The air that we breathe

 The air we breathe is fucked up

 It's fucked up

 

 

 Thoughts in my head

 All people wanna kill me

 But you can't kill me

 Cuz if you kill me

 I'll be back to kill you

 I will do it again

 

 

 Thoughts in my head

 A sixteen year-old little fuckin punk

 Sitting in his classroom

 Drawing a gang sign on a folder

 He lives in Birmingham Hills

 What the fuck do you know about love?

 

 

 Thoughts in my head

 People despise me and hate me

 And they don't know me

 I hate you too

 So it's all good

 It's all good

 

 

 Thoughts in my head

 This society

 That is so fucked up

 That is so evil

 That if somebody prays

 They get made fun of

 They get laughed at

 But it's not gonna be funny

 They won't be laughing

 When the bombs drop

 And the town is red

 

 

 Thoughts in my head...