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Insane Clown Posse Miscellaneous Hound Dogs w/ ICP, Blaze Shit motha fuckin hound dogs what? Swingin from my balls so hard it's like I got a third nut And look, I don't care who you know bitch, lookin fine Get the FUCK back to the end of the line Like the hoe said you's my cousin Like my mamma and your mamma are sisters or somethin Oh yeah we down go ahead let 'em in BLAH Nuckle hammers to the chin Be down with me and I'll be down back Put my dick in your mouth, your gonna hear your neck snap In fact hoe, FUCK out my bus ask questions like a mut But they down to front You see 'em, come you see go you see 'em come again From my dick to twiztids dick and then me To Violent J's dick, then blazes dick Try to grope us with they balls GOD DAMN HOUND DOGS Bow wow wow yippy yo yippy yay Hound dogs ain't got shit to say Bow wow wow yippy yo yippy yay Give a dog a bone, give a dog a bone (2x) Whats the whole meanin of a hound dog, what Butt sniffin dick lickin all kinda role yall I'm in a club, smokin on a square Step on out to get a little fresh air But I can't do that I get attacked like a cardiac People runnin side to back like sianak Ain't nothin wrong with givin me props But actin like the punk ass cop swingin off my nuts gotta stop Walk around spreadin rumors like you know Cuz you heard me tell a hoe after a show Only I don't play that shit one bit Fuck around and get your head cut off right quick Psychopathic bitch boy meet the axe Specializin splittin hound dogs backs Plottin against the whole world of facts So get off my dick, and I'm out like that Alright ya'll Wait com here, oh my god you don't remember me? Nah I had a cush on you for like 9 years I don't know you fat bitch It's me Jenny I sat behind you in Ms. Crawberry's chemesty class Bitch I ain't even go to school No I'm saying if you were to sit there it woulda been the shit You think you could sign my shirt? Hehehehehe yeah I remember school Hoes back then like "Joe Bruce eewwwww" Years passed by and look I'm a start Now all them hoes like "Joe Bruce ahhhhh" I'm still that nerdy ass voodoo nut Now I got hound doggs sniffin my butt I could have a worm hangin outta my dick hole And they'd be like "Well I think it's cute though" Missed me with all that I ain't changed any Look at me I make Big Pun look skinny I'm ugly as fuck, resemblin a cling-on Hoes still let me give my ding-a-ling a swing on Whats up with these pop kids buyin my shit Mainstreem groupies get off my dick I wanna see real juggalos at shows Fuck these backstreet richie fake hoes Bow wow wow yippy yo yippy yay Hound dogs ain't got shit to say Bow wow wow yippy yo yippy yay Give a dog a bone, give a dog a bone (2x) You don't even know who the fuck I am That bitch's like "Who's his friend" god DAMN My lips is crusty, my feets is musty Lift up my nuts and my itch is dusty I ain't had pussy in eleven years I been dead, ain't nobody sheadin tears Look bitch I don't give a fuck about fame Glock cocked cuz you bitches cuz I'm married to the game Ain't no shame for the shit I speak Slap hound dog bitches in the face for weeks Freak I see you hatin on my Raiders cap When back in the day you was all about that Shot that ass out back in '89 Berry wearin lopes and is clocked for mine Rose from the dead with the lotus clique My gun played out and I ain't changin SHIT Hey aren't you Monoxide Child? Thats right bitch Right the skinny one, my best friend John's supposed to be cousins with you or somethin Who? So like I figured if you give me your phone number I could give it to him and maybe we all could hang out or something Whatever Oh my god it's blaze, hey dead homie Yous a hound dog bitch allow me smack your face Riding on my dick, how my nuts taste Everyplace that I go somebody want a photograph Or and autograph can I get a tap How did ya'll get started your shit is really tight And what be motivatin ya'll to grab a pen and write Listen hear bitch I'm a killer in desguise Twiztid motha fucka with the milk white eyes I despise while you try to perpetrate like a juggalo But you ain't down motha fucka you's a juggahoe Hey hoe your afraid of the facts Never packin a gat and always seen with an axe Take anotha picture and I'll break your jaw I got an 80 pound punch for each and all of ya'll Motha fucka with tha bitch ass hound dog face My ass cracks exsposed, go ahead and get a taste Bow wow wow yippy yo yippy yay Hound dogs ain't got shit to say Bow wow wow yippy yo yippy yay Give a dog a bone, give a dog a bone (4x) It be the same hound dogs in different cities Starin at me like I'm a set of titties Autographin t-shirts hats and socks And this bitch don't even know riddle box Real juggalo's don't want no picture They just walk up like "What up NINJA" After that they give a fuck were I'm headin Their like FUCK HIM were lookin for neden And I don't need anymore free tatoos Got my arms lookin like Motley Crues I could be talkin to the finest bitch in the land And you'd run up like "Hey what up man?" Thats when I slap you right on the spot And have Billy Bill beat ya down in the parkin lot Do I think I'm better cuz neden comes easy? Fo' Sheezy bitch Bottom line ya'll get off our balls Psychopathic out like Biggy Smalls |
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