Insane Clown Posse - 3:24 lyrics
[Insane Clown Posse - 3:24 lyrics]
You speak the tongue of the devil
Every obstacle we cross
We advance another level
Our towers ascend much higher
Than the skyline so if you want beef
I got yours why don't you try mine?
Friends becomes enemies because
Time surprises you
Those who once idolize suddenly despisin' you
Later when asked who his influences were
Suddenly he forgets
And his brains become a blur
You get shit on for all that
You did and all the love
All the time you spent tryin' to
Vouch he ain't a scrub
Keep your cronuts cause I'ma show go
Nuts when the times right
For now enjoy the limelight
We hittin' from your blindside
And we don't want no in
Betweeners on our team either
See you walk home or get in
The car packin' a heater
That's a ryder, the definition of a gunfight
Try to pull one on me ill take
Your army out in one night
Your're gonna smash into a tree
Cashed right on the corner
Horn blowin', everybody dead
Early in the mornin' 'Cause we shoot back
And like you got a fruit packed center
All your blood comes squirtin' out
When all the bullets enter
We some old-time gangstas from
The Southwest side since I was 14
Dreamt about committing homicide
But I never knew who 'til now, bang! bang!
Never thought I could really do
It now I see how
Everybody fuckin' pluckin' from our tree it's
Time we guard the yard
That's why I'm tellin y'all we
Reekin' havoc next joker card
I'm sick a talkin' bout love when
Don't nobody show us none
Except for juggalo ninjas that's had
Our back from day one sleeping giants
And when we ring the bells of war
You best believe it
It's gonna be some hell to score
Record sales
I give a fuck whether we sell anymore
I'm more concerned about revenge and
Mobbin' into your door
Bitches out promotin' our shows
If I see that van again
I swear to God ill get to
Panicking and brandishing a ten
I ain't no chopper
Unless you talking about decapitation
All you faggots eating off us
Causing more than aggravation
Fuck your flyers pack your fuckin'
Shit up and beat it
If I catch you on our scene I'll take
A brick and make ya eat it
I got a love for everybody that
Was ever on the hatchet
And it's gonna stay the same until
We buried in a casket
I ride with Myzery from the Bronx
Back to the murder mitten
All the way out to LA
And back and never bullshittin'
When it's time to get
Forbidden whatever we committin
From a distance or a personal
Like a throat slittin'
Plus my homies from the Southwest
Side all down to ride unleash 'em all to the
Battleground whenever we decide
Dirty groundhogs out here all
Livin in our garden
It's time we fuckin harden
Hit you with the beg your pardon
Of a moose gonna Joe Bruce gun
To make your juice run
All over the walls behind you to remind you
This is our turf
And all that it's worth is our takin'
It's time you fuckin' fat piggies
Got blown into bacon
Violent J and Shaggy from day one
With the painted faces quit rippin' us off
Always dreamin' of tradin' places
But you'll never have what we got
We too far up the mountain
So stay the fuck in home like
A pussy and keep poutin'
Jumpsteady, my brother
Has been the keeper of the peace
But even he says that it's time
Our fuckin' dogs are released
So let us pull the fuckin' guns out
And see who fuckin runs out
And see who stays on our side ready to ride
It's time that we quit lettin'
All the bullshit slide
Where the fuck is our pride? Raise
From the dead if it died
I moved my family to safe ground
Cause hell about to rain
I can't front it feels good to
Go insane and bring the pain
And shake the fuckin ground up
My trigger fingers curled up
Piss on 'em and don't miss
Buck buck buck buck
We hurt their feelings when we squirt
Their blood on the ceiling
Wicked clowns with an axe to
Your neck what's more appealing?