I tried to stop the tide I tried but I can't hide I tried to resist you I tried to follow through I tried to let you go I tried but I just want more I
All that I got is you And I'm so thankful I made it through All that I got is you And I'm so thankful I made it through All that I got is you And I
a piece I stayed for a second but you know I gotta skate It's like a race, cops chase me, I'm chasing the moon Before I left the premise, saw two more
All that I got is you And I'm so thankful I made it through All that I got is you And I'm so thankful I made it through All that I got is you And
tried to kill me he told me gimmee some change all diggin in my ear for it and shit deranged!! i grabbed him by his head and tried to yank it to the
I said no thang and she got inside I'm peepin' as I'm creepin' I'm packin' an erection I'm stairin' with my dick I'm like look which direction Made
So there I was watching Sanford and Son, working the graveyard shift. At a party store, rolling a spliff. I'm behind the glass I see crackheads all night
underneath the moon Every morning I wake up and check if I've been gone Muddy boots, and Steak 'n Shake food wrappers on my lawn I cannot imagine just to think what I
to follow, I shall, I shall They dress me as a clown, I'm screaming as a loon We dance upon the cemetery, underneath the moon Here I come, there I go, I
head in half,But I'm a Juggalo, so it only made me laugh. (Hehe!)Forty in hand, I rose from the dead,And threw with all my might, I made a pig noise
off the porch and blew my head in half But I'm a Juggalo, so it only made me laugh Axe in hand, I rose like the dead And swung with all my might, made
my head in half But I'm a juggalo, so it only made me laugh Forty in hand, I rose from the dead And threw with all my might, I made a ping noise off
dead carnival Dead carney, carnies, dead juggalos Walk hand in hand with the dead carnival Come see the show, big top show Walk hand in hand with the dead
he starts to fall down dead i've got a pocket full of quarters and i'm headed for the woods i'm gonna play miss pac man in a puddle of mud i'm not gonna
still gonna pay the price, and I just might go pick up A knife and slice And I'll pick off any who's [unverified], 'til your enemy dead We gon' meet
ain't even get to bail him out I can't believe this nigga Hud tried to blame it on me We on the I-95, three jars on my seat I'm hopin' cops don't be
im dead night consumes light the honesty i dread reminds me what to do before im dead to see you to touch you epochs fly, reminds me what i hide,