Insane Clown Posse - Shugston Brooks 1959-2004 (Outtake) lyrics

Look up to ya!

This here is the story of
An unfortunate piece of shit
By the name of Shugston Brooks
Born 1959, died 2004
Over some bullshit he heard from a friend

I've lived the good life
Though I've beat my wife for years
She don't listen to the man
I simply bring her to tears
See I believe in keeping order
In front of my daughters
And their little brother
Shit I put the boots to they mother
After I calm down, I might apologize
Put some ice on her eyes and
We think up some lies to tell the rest
Cover up the bruise on her breast
Then she do me up a plate


Of hot food on my chest
Yes, often my drinkin'
Leads me to overthinkin'
Screaming in her face
Breath liquorly stinkin' this time though
I beat her ass something ferocious
A friend told me something
Left me feeling explosive
He said he thought he'd seen
Her at Bennigan's with another
She cried, "I told you three times
I had lunch with my brother!"
I wasn't sure, plus I'm buzzing
So I dealt a skull fracture
And for the first time she called the police
I got captured!

I don't believe it
She actually called the cops
I got booked, sentenced, all of that
After fifteen years of our love
She called 'em she's going down for this
She's going down hard!

A thirty day bid ruined my
Life up in the pen' i got fired
Plus I have to face my family and friends
Where to begin
I met a thug in jail named Ben
And for just under a grand
He put a gun in my hand thunk up a plan
She will definitely die for doin' this
My whole family betrayed me
How could they ruin this?
I can't live with the shame
All the pain of "how could he?"
I'm thinking murder suicide
Take us both out bloody
They freed me and I fleed for her job up town
Tried to shoot through the glass
They seen me and screamed "Get down!"
She got away but I tried
Now it's time for me to end
Ran about a block, cocked it
Put it under my chin
I squozed it, neck frozen, stiff, click
Damn! My nine gun
Brand new but the shit got jammed
Pandemonium, desperate sweat sting in my eyes
All because I heard somebody singing me lies
I said I

I heard it from a friend
Damn, I wish I never heard that man
I tried to kill her and then
I tried to kill myself i failed at both
Now I'm stuck out here on
The streets with this gun
People tripping out, I'm tripping out

There's a mad gunman in the city
Big news spreads quick
People step aside, they see
It in my eyeballs, i'm sick
I heard a cop's radio, spun around to react
Looking at him like, "I'll blow your
Fucking guts out your back, jack!
Back off me!" Set down his coffee with ease
And slowly pulled his weapon out and
Calmly asked me to freeze
We stand off, I back around the corner
I'm bookin'
Within seconds the perimeter heated
Up and it's cookin' i'm not an athlete
On top of that I got bad feet
So I snatched up a hostage
Innocent and mad sweet
Kissed her soft young face
Pressed the gat to her cheek
Whispered in her ear, "I'm sorry dear
I'm having a bad week!"
Forty-five long minutes passed
Nerves was tweakin'
The negotiator pleaded, no I wasn't speakin'
They finally ordered the marksman
Carry through with the solution
It all started with some verbal pollution
Because I

Heard it from a friend who-o-o
Heard it from a friend who-o-o
Heard it from another you been messing around
(A friend told me something
Left me feeling explosive)
Heard it from a friend who-o-o
Heard it from a friend who-o-o
Heard it from another you been messing around
(A friend told me something
Left me feeling explosive)
Heard it from a friend who-o-o
(Don't always believe what you hear)
Heard it from a friend who-o-o
(People love to tell you bad news
They love it)
Heard it from another you been messing around
(A friend told me something
Left me feeling explosive)
Heard it from a friend who-o-o
Heard it from a friend who-o-o
Heard it from another you been messing around
(A friend told me something
Left me feeling explosive)