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Insane Clown Posse Miscellaneous Second Hand Smoke Free Your Mind... I represent the east side, no peace Fuck the police We tell you increase the deceased at least A grown man tellin' you somethin' that he believes Practice to deceive No more tricks up my sleeve What the fuck bitch Why you talkin' shit, better duck bitch Before your dome get hit This shit is twiztid deeper than that old french braid Stickier than gin and jelly phase Kick it Everybody else still talkin' 'bout somethin' What you thought you heard bitch, can it 'cause your frontin Dead wrong Dinner table conversations Leavin' you pistol whipped in the corner with abrations Call it a contamination of mind state Sleepin' in a dream, hopin' it's gone when I awake Mama think I'm a "Play on Play SeRiaL KiLLa" Pubu bite on my mind like Godzilla We survive like catipillas in cacoons and caskets Stretch the industry like elastic So fantastic, like that New Port cigarette that I smoke Hit that motherfucka 'til I choke I brag and I boast about nothin' Death dyin' and hos fuckin' "So understand that he's sayin' somethin " Never be heard I'm underground with the dirt and grime Smashin' heads be my reason for rhyme I'm on time like a mudafucka Leavin' you hangin in the forest Standin' in some comfortable shifts like Chuck Norris Check the chorus Second hand smoke when you breath Remember when I told you always believe You relieve on the Monoxide Child and wild Travel the world on 9 cloud screamin' loud Free your mind Breath it in: Second Hand Smoke Free your mind Breath it in: Second Hand Smoke Phony bitches wanna shut me down Pull the plugs on the microphone take known to individual, Handle Mr.Bones hope your speaker's ain't Ons or they dead blown If they are turn this muthafucka up and mash on As we blast off bitch ass niggas at fast rate Growin' at a fast pace Made my heart race Lookin' champs in the face and I don't even shutter If my woman starts cheatin' motha fuck her, bitch I'm out for self Free weed,fame and wealth So take your hopes and dreams and put that shit back on the shelf Cause we rollin' in a ride far from stolen Cigarette lighters, power windows, wood grade motors and Takin' curves with these, blowin' trees, lookin' chinese Hopein' that the cops ain't tailin' me Tryin' to violate the playa's house Nigga pass the blunt before you pass out 'Cause now it's on, pushin hubcaps Patrollin' the hood, so fuck that Heard the shit and the shit is all wack Plannin' the attack, 'cause we move when it's dark at night Believe the rumors, 'cause they probably all right Outta sight like consealed weapons and drug trades Barracadin' your door for the raid And in the shade is a sawed off double barraled pump Lookin' for mothafuckas who wanna jump 'Cause I got 13 bullets in my pocket I'm a mad man My trigger finger turnin' suckers to sand Free your mind Breath it in: Second Hand Smoke Free your mind Breath it in: Second Hand Smoke Mold death stroken head trauma You can't even see the drama I get the persona from marijuana At night I lay stressed with no place to go All by my lonely sreamin' out fuck that show Cigarettes, want smoke I love the smell Player hate me 'cause I smoke, burn in hell 'Cause it ain't for everybody I live to sever bodies So melancholy Super side is just a folly and allowed Free your mind Breath it in: Second Hand Smoke(what what) Free your mind Breath it in: Second Hand Smoke Free your mind Breath it in: Second Hand Smoke Free your mind Breath it in: Second Hand Smoke Free your mind Breath it in: Second Hand Smoke Free your mind Breath it in: Second Hand Smoke Second hand smoke, Second hand smoke, What Free your mind Breath it in: Second Hand Smoke(yeah) Free your mind Breath it in: Second Hand Smoke Free your mind Breath it in: Second Hand Smoke |
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