Insane Clown Posse, Twiztid - Homies (Mike E. Clark Remix) lyrics
[Insane Clown Posse, Twiztid - Homies Mike E. Clark Remix lyrics]
Remix!
Let me ask you this about this life we live
And let me try to swerve some
Of this attention you give
To them distant ass relatives over ham dinner
If they really missed you so much
Why don't they just call a mother fucker?
If you wasn't blood
Would you still have love
Or in fact does the blood make
You think you have to love?
Look I probably love my family
More then anybody here
But my homies are family too
Third cousins get outta here
Who was you with when you got tattooed?
Who was you tripping with when
You did them mushrooms?
Who the fuck threw up all over your car
And then felt worse than you about
The shit in the morning? (Friends ya'll)
Who loaned ya money, homie? Who owes ya cash?
Who taught you how to use
The bong for the grass?
I don't know much but I got to assume
When ya hit ya first neden
Ya homies was in the other room
(We talkin' 'bout)
Homies, yeah, that's my dog
Homies, 'cause we're down by law
Homies, everything that we are
Homies, yeah, that's my dog
Have you ever had a job
That you truly despise?
Like I dunno maybe dishwashing
Or fucking flipping fries
Then you got this boss who
Thinks he's the don mega
Cause he the head manager
Chief Chili Fry Maker
All you could vision is
Ya'll beating him down
Your homies standing on his back while
You're kicking his head around
But responsibility is there
I can't lie though
I'd a been plucked his fucking eyeball
Out with a chicken bone
I'm crazy as fuck I'll
Rip your piercings off
And now my homies are holding me
Back so I don't look soft
Who loaned ya money, homie? Who owes ya cash?
Who taught you how to use
The bong for the grass?
I don't know much but I got to assume
When ya hit ya first neden
Ya homies was in the other room
(We talkin' 'bout)
Homies, yeah, that's my dog
Homies, 'cause we're down by law
Homies, everything that we are
Homies, yeah, that's my dog
Me and my homies stay tight like a noose
And if you step to one of us
You betta step to the whole crew
I never knew that I could depend
That I could have some friends that's
Down 'til the very end
Well that's my home boys, excuse me
My family and when we conquer the world
We macking on the galaxy
'Cause sky's the limit
And we ain't finished
And if my homies gonna ride
Ya know I'm with it
Puff it and pass it and I
Give it to my homies ya'll
Hit it and quit it and then I
Give it to my homies ya'll
I got the world around my
Finger with my homies ya'll
And everything is obsolete unless I
Hear my homies call
We worldwide, we're homies across the planet
Sticking together like zippers on a
Michael Jackson 'Beat It' jacket
They got my back like a tat for that
I love ya'll
Hanging till we old and grey like grandpas
(Psycho)
Homies, yeah, that's my dog
Homies, 'cause we're down by law
Homies, everything that we are
Homies, yeah, that's my dog
Homies, yeah, that's my dog
(Who loaned ya money
Homie? Who owes ya cash?)
Homies, 'cause we're down by law
(Who taught you how to use
The bong for the grass?)
Homies, everything that we are
(I don't know much but I got to assume)
Homies, yeah, that's my dog
(When ya hit ya first neden
Ya homies was in the other room)
(We talkin' bout) Homies
Let me ask you this about this life we live
And let me try to swerve some
Of this attention you give
To them distant ass relatives over ham dinner
If they really missed you so much
Why don't they just call a mother fucker?
If you wasn't blood
Would you still have love
Or in fact does the blood make
You think you have to love?
Look I probably love my family
More then anybody here
But my homies are family too
Third cousins get outta here
Who was you with when you got tattooed?
Who was you tripping with when
You did them mushrooms?
Who the fuck threw up all over your car
And then felt worse than you about
The shit in the morning? (Friends ya'll)
Who loaned ya money, homie? Who owes ya cash?
Who taught you how to use
The bong for the grass?
I don't know much but I got to assume
When ya hit ya first neden
Ya homies was in the other room
(We talkin' 'bout)
Homies, yeah, that's my dog
Homies, 'cause we're down by law
Homies, everything that we are
Homies, yeah, that's my dog
Have you ever had a job
That you truly despise?
Like I dunno maybe dishwashing
Or fucking flipping fries
Then you got this boss who
Thinks he's the don mega
Cause he the head manager
Chief Chili Fry Maker
All you could vision is
Ya'll beating him down
Your homies standing on his back while
You're kicking his head around
But responsibility is there
I can't lie though
I'd a been plucked his fucking eyeball
Out with a chicken bone
I'm crazy as fuck I'll
Rip your piercings off
And now my homies are holding me
Back so I don't look soft
Who loaned ya money, homie? Who owes ya cash?
Who taught you how to use
The bong for the grass?
I don't know much but I got to assume
When ya hit ya first neden
Ya homies was in the other room
(We talkin' 'bout)
Homies, yeah, that's my dog
Homies, 'cause we're down by law
Homies, everything that we are
Homies, yeah, that's my dog
Me and my homies stay tight like a noose
And if you step to one of us
You betta step to the whole crew
I never knew that I could depend
That I could have some friends that's
Down 'til the very end
Well that's my home boys, excuse me
My family and when we conquer the world
We macking on the galaxy
'Cause sky's the limit
And we ain't finished
And if my homies gonna ride
Ya know I'm with it
Puff it and pass it and I
Give it to my homies ya'll
Hit it and quit it and then I
Give it to my homies ya'll
I got the world around my
Finger with my homies ya'll
And everything is obsolete unless I
Hear my homies call
We worldwide, we're homies across the planet
Sticking together like zippers on a
Michael Jackson 'Beat It' jacket
They got my back like a tat for that
I love ya'll
Hanging till we old and grey like grandpas
(Psycho)
Homies, yeah, that's my dog
Homies, 'cause we're down by law
Homies, everything that we are
Homies, yeah, that's my dog
Homies, yeah, that's my dog
(Who loaned ya money
Homie? Who owes ya cash?)
Homies, 'cause we're down by law
(Who taught you how to use
The bong for the grass?)
Homies, everything that we are
(I don't know much but I got to assume)
Homies, yeah, that's my dog
(When ya hit ya first neden
Ya homies was in the other room)
(We talkin' bout) Homies