Insane Clown Posse - Out lyrics

"Please, Willaby
Let me off the terror wheel"
"Shut up, bitch! Slap
Looks like it's nighty night time" gunshots
"Only some of you won't be waking up
Ah ha ha ha ha! As for the rest of you
Sit back, put on your PJ's and nighties
While you hear the story entitled 'Out'
Ah ha ha ha ha!" what the fuck is up?
I'm in the haugh!
And Violent J's finna tell a story
So sit your ass down shut the fuck up
And get schooled, motherfucker

Well I'm waking up so early 'cause
I knew this day would come (yeah)
My daddy's passed out with an
Empty bottle of rum (Say it, baby)
Although she's been gone long
I do not miss my mother (Come on)
And he's a sorry fuck so
There's nothin' in the cupboard (Now)
My little brother's starving, hungry
And sick cause ain't nobody coming by the
House giving free shit
So we gettin' kinda skinny and
My brother's almost dead
Got no other choice but for milk and bread
Stepped out the house for the
First time in two years
'Cause my neighborhood it ain't really good
Lay up in my bedroom night after night
I hear screams, zombies shootin' and lootin'
But now here I am
And I'm walkin' down Jefferson
With a bag of moneybacks I don't understand
How the world can be full
Of so many evildoers
I can hear 'em underneath me, in the sewers
Keep seeing shit out the corners of my eyes
Steady lookin over my back I didn't realize
Where I was goin'
I didn't wanna bother anybody
Accidentally stepped on a dead body
"Hey motherfucker watch where the
Fuck you're goin'" (Sorry)
(Uh oh) "I might be dead
But I'll kick your ass" () now I apologized
But he still had to talk shit
So I stepped over his face and kept walkin'
And here's the part of my
Story that get's really scary
Had to walk alone down Military
I can see the crackheads hiding in the trees
Lookin' for some change
Lookin' for some brains
Everything seemed too quiet as I
Walked down the block
Until I got hit with a rock
Can't really tell
I must've been out for quite awhile
'Cause when I woke up
My nannygoat was outta style
And the crackheads took my
Moneybacks in a dash
And ripped off my arm in the process
But fuck that shit, I still gots another hand
So I can still get the shit for my little man
And I'ma walk with my nuts hangin out
I ain't scared
But this is where it gets weird
Factories, toxic waste, and chemicals
They have strange effects on the animals
In my neighborhood, and some get a lot bigger
Like the giant rat that jumped on my back
I'm runnin' like a maniac all
Through the ghetto zone
And it's steady takin bites out my nug bone
Wrestling around, found it's tail
So I straight bit it
Then it ripped off my leg and broke with it
(Ah! Shit) tried to catch up
But I couldn't move quick enough
This little trip to the store's
Straight fuckin' me up
But that's ok cause the store's
Just down the block so I hop
And it seems all wrong as I
Look up in the sky
I see the vultures waitin' on me to die
But I made it to the store
So fuck all you hoes
Peep out the sign: Hmmm, closed
Picked up a mailbox
Threw it through the wall
Cause I'ma get my shit, so fuck all of y'all
Took a loaf of bread and
A carton off the shelf
Even took a Faygo two-liter for myself
Walked out the store like a G
That's when I heard
The click-click sound of a Mossberg
The store owner, he didn't like a B&E
That's why he didn't see a
Problem with buckin' me
Blew my motherfuckin' head off my shoulders
Didn't say nothin', kept buck buckin'
But I gotta say I made it
Home in a heart beat
Nobody fucks with a head
Rollin' down the street
Now I think about it
Was a full man when leavin' out
Now I'm a head with a loaf
Of bread in my mouth bouncin' up the stairs
I knock on the door with my chin
"Hey yo, little man, won't you let me in?"
And best believe it was good
To see my little brother
"Hey! You forgot the milk
You dumb mother fucker!"
Lock the door behind me 'cause
I'm back on route
Back to the store, and I'm out

"Uh, uh, uh, who's pussy is this, bitch?"
"Willaby's!" "Uh, who's pussy?"
"It's Willaby's!"
"yeah hey what the fuck are you looking
At? Ain't you ever seen pussy before
Stupid ass?" "Willaby willaby, look"
"Slap that ass, bitch! Bitch"
"They're here, Willaby"
"Oh, uh, oh, hey how's
It happenin' again? Hey
This song right here:
We're ready to slow it down
And get a little sexy, ya know?
As 2 Dope tells ya how he stuck her
With his wang! Woo ha ha ha!"