Insane Clown Posse - Game Over lyrics

Someone said there was a time
When it costed a quarter
Maybe it still should sorta
Instill some kind of order
'Cause it's been weeks now since I
Put my balls to any water
Trash hoarder style, mildly
I'm caught up in the slaughter
Fuck Judy and her fat booty
Call of Duty hooked me
I beat the game and ain't cheat
Once, in just three months, it took me
Eyes open wide, they thought I
Died, at the TV, they shook me
Mom cooked for me, took a look
Mistook me for a Wookie
I stayed and put the poop and pee and snot
Whatnot in jars and screwed the top tight
Go through a lot, it's not right, in sight
Last night, mom learned it wasn't right
To fuckin' interrupt me
She ran back upstairs, I took a butterknife
Punctured her butt cheek
My life is the monitor, my body's the remote
Do I leave this chair? Nope
Don't own a pair of shoes or coat
I go through thousands of friends
They all live in my headset
Reset, how many lives do I
Get? Am I dead yet?

"You put your mother so far in debt
She had to sell your grandmother's jewelry"
Start the fuckin' game
"You have zero pigmentation in your skin
When's the last time you got some sunlight?"
Let's get a game goin'
"You can be heard cursing all
The way down the block
Those are elementary students
You're arguing with" put a fuckin' game in
"Don't you have any desire at all to at
Least fuck some pussy once in your life?"
Who wanna game?

Another year
Another day spent in mama's basement
So much hair, don't know where my face went
And mama pays rent
Damn, wasted, aced it, erase and chase it
So close, I can taste it
Fuck out of my face, kid
Windows, spray painted red, chair
Blew the fuck back
Button tappin', nothin' happened, damn
I'm fuckin' nappin'
Kill the captain, chill or zap him
Trap him and slap him
Eight twenty-three or three to noon
So I ain't leavin' soon
Tell the bitch eat a dick
Talkin' shit in my earhole
He fuckin' called me fat, though
How the fuck he know?
Is it some kind of camera on me, is this so?
'Cause I was jackin' off only minutes ago
For me it's nothin' to tell
A 9-year-old fuck off fast
And if he was standing right here
I'd choke his ass a warrior on the screen
But don't pull my plug
Or you'll find me stuck in my chair
A worthless slug

"How is that chair even
Comfortable? It looks like
It was crushed by a monster truck"
Start the fuckin' game "Oh my, Jesus Christ
What the hell is in all them nasty jars?"
Let's get a game goin'
"Half the fuckin' yard outside is
Full of pizza boxes
The city trash wouldn't take 'em any more"
Put a fuckin' game in
"Look at your fuckin' toenails
They look like prehistoric elephant tusks"
Who wanna game?

Carpal Tunnel Syndrome
Only three fingers left working
But still enough for me to claim
I'm an expert in my profession
And my profession is fictional
I don't get paid, I earn lives in digital
I ain't been out in four years
Doubt I'd fit up the stairs
Dreadlocks grown out of my nose
I've grown out my clothes
I'm naked, rockin' a blanket
My cock I spank, my cocker spaniel
I smothered wide under my thunder thighs
Hope I ain't do it too much pain
I'm too into my game
Can't wait to see my girl again
Next time I'm playin' Sims
I'm aloof, not a total goof, I got time
Truth, I'm only 34, Mom
What's the hurry for?
I had a cat a while back
Don't understand it though it must've died
Thought I smelled a dead animal
Big scary world out there, cold, inside
I'm tight
And every game I download is a brand new life

"All your teeth are gone, what is that
You got left there, what is that, three?"
Start the fuckin' game
"Have you even actually ever met any of these
So-called best friends that you game with?"
Let's get a game goin'
"They could very well condemn
This house based
On the conditions of the basement alone"
Put a fuckin' game in
"What if you had a heart
Attack and died down here
It'd be weeks before anybody even
Realized you were gone" who wanna game?

Start the fuckin' game
Let's get a game goin' put a fuckin' game in
Who wanna game? Fuck, man, it's so hot
Well, we're in the pit of Hell, hah
Man, you seem like such a what?
Sucha cool dude, man ah thanks
Why the fuck are you down here?
I can chalk that up to one night, hah
What happened? Me and my girl
We used to hang out and get
Drunk in this old cemetery
And I'm fuckin' around and
Here's one those little
Mausoleum buildings that people are buried in
And I'm fuckin' with the door and it opens
So I go in there and it
Slams shut behind me and
I'm lookin' at all this shit
This guy's buried with
One thing was this old bottle
It just said 'Red Rum' on it
And there was actually some still in there
You know? And the girl I'm with's kind of
A dog-faced gremlin so I thought
Hell, maybe a swig of this and
She'll be a little hotter, hahaha
So I pull the cork off it and holy shit
What an odor
But you know what? I fuckin' slammed it
And aw man, my head started spinnin'
I got this rush and, next thing I knew
I said