Insane Clown Posse - The Smog lyrics
[Insane Clown Posse - The Smog lyrics]
The smog is coming the smog is coming
The smog is coming the smog is coming
Aw shit, here it comes
Creepin' through the cracks
The nooks, the crannies, it hit me, smack!
It's fillin' up my head, I gotta get it out
I got me a plan to get the shit out
Pulled out a ice pick and picked the bitch up
Smackin' it, pushin' it in my ear, fuck!
Lord, oh please, what's happening to me?
It's the poisonous air from the smokestacks
G seepin' in my head, fuckin' up my brain
Drivin' me crazy, nuts, insane
Sewer sludgy, greasy slime
I'm always bucking with Father Time
'Cause he's my motherfuckin' enemy number one
Trying to punch out all my life
By fillin' up my lungs
The shit you call air, but I call it death
'Cause it makes me choke and lose my breath
My toes begin to curl
My fingers start to fold
Got drool on my lips and
My body's getting cold
Don't know what to do so now I start to panic
But it's too late, I'm dead the smog got me
Fuck it
The smog is coming the smog is coming
The smog is coming the smog is coming
It's another cloudy day, it's raining
But not water it's raining oil out the sky
I think I oughta
Make a run, but I slipped on an oil slick
I can't move, I think I broke my fucking neck
It's no surprise, I'm laying there, paralyzed
Looking up into the sky helped me realize
About us, the clouds form a Devil's face
It must be a mirror image of the human race
And oh shit, here it comes - the deadly smog
I can tell by the howl of the stray dog
The air is calm, the streets are so still
When the smog creeps out the pipes for a kill
Broken neck, I'm chillin' cause I'm a goner
I can see the smog creepin' around the corner
I lay still and hope it doesn't notice me
Oh shit, shit, fuck, fuck, shit, G!
Looking up just to see his deadly jaws
I think, I think, I think I shit my drawers
But it's okay, the smog left me alone
So I lay and watch the clouds turn into stone
And come crashing down over Delray
One even landed on your homeboy, Violent J
And I'm dead, crushed me in a split second
So if I'm dead then what the
Fuck I'm doin' on this record?
The smog is here the smog is coming
(Here it comes, over Delray)
The smog is coming
(Here it comes, y'all I don't wanna die)
The smog is coming
(Here it comes, y'all What you gonna do?)
The smog is coming
(yeah, hey hey hey the smog)
The smog is coming (Here it comes)
The smog is coming the smog is coming
The smog is coming (What you gonna do?)
(When it comes for you?, Check it out
Check it out, When it comes for you?)
(When it comes for you?, You're dead now)
The smog is coming (Check it out)
The smog is coming (I don't wanna die)
The smog is coming (Bet you're gonna die)
The smog is coming (What you gonna do?)
The smog is coming
(Thoughts in my head)
(Thoughts in my head, Of a clown)
(Thoughts in my head)
(Thoughts in my head, Of a clown)
(Thoughts in my head)
(Thoughts in my head, Of a clown)
(Thoughts in my head)
(Thoughts in my head, Of a clown)
Thoughts in my head of a dead body laying in
His house for three weeks
Until his neighbors complain about the smell
Didn't he have anybody to know he was dead?
Thoughts in my head
Of a serial killer in Iowa
Decided to kill himself
Before he actually killed someone else
Was that good? Thoughts in my head
Of an ocean of blood
And when the bombs drop
It causes tidal waves
Tidal waves that paint the town red
Everybody's dead thoughts in my head
Of mothers and fathers who look at me
And I can feel the hatred in their in eyes
And it's cold and children are nothing but
Them in the future accept it
Thoughts in my head
Of a woman sitting on her porch, bald headed
Because of a disease she caught from the air
The air that we breathe
The air we breathe is fucked
Up it's fucked up! Thoughts in my head
Of people who wanna kill me
But you can't kill me 'Cause if you kill me
I'll be back to kill you
Done it before, do it again
Thoughts in my head
Of a 16-year-old little fucking punk
Sitting in his classroom
Drawing a gang sign on a folder
In his Birmingham Hills
Well fuck what you know about love
Thoughts in my head
Of people despise me and hate
Me and don't know me i hate you, too
So it's all good, it's all good
Thoughts in my head
Of a society that is so fucked up and so evil
That if somebody prays
They get made fun of and laughed at
But it's not gonna be funny
They won't be laughing
When the bombs drop and the town is red
Thoughts in my head thoughts in my head
Thoughts in my head thoughts
The smog is coming the smog is coming
Aw shit, here it comes
Creepin' through the cracks
The nooks, the crannies, it hit me, smack!
It's fillin' up my head, I gotta get it out
I got me a plan to get the shit out
Pulled out a ice pick and picked the bitch up
Smackin' it, pushin' it in my ear, fuck!
Lord, oh please, what's happening to me?
It's the poisonous air from the smokestacks
G seepin' in my head, fuckin' up my brain
Drivin' me crazy, nuts, insane
Sewer sludgy, greasy slime
I'm always bucking with Father Time
'Cause he's my motherfuckin' enemy number one
Trying to punch out all my life
By fillin' up my lungs
The shit you call air, but I call it death
'Cause it makes me choke and lose my breath
My toes begin to curl
My fingers start to fold
Got drool on my lips and
My body's getting cold
Don't know what to do so now I start to panic
But it's too late, I'm dead the smog got me
Fuck it
The smog is coming the smog is coming
The smog is coming the smog is coming
It's another cloudy day, it's raining
But not water it's raining oil out the sky
I think I oughta
Make a run, but I slipped on an oil slick
I can't move, I think I broke my fucking neck
It's no surprise, I'm laying there, paralyzed
Looking up into the sky helped me realize
About us, the clouds form a Devil's face
It must be a mirror image of the human race
And oh shit, here it comes - the deadly smog
I can tell by the howl of the stray dog
The air is calm, the streets are so still
When the smog creeps out the pipes for a kill
Broken neck, I'm chillin' cause I'm a goner
I can see the smog creepin' around the corner
I lay still and hope it doesn't notice me
Oh shit, shit, fuck, fuck, shit, G!
Looking up just to see his deadly jaws
I think, I think, I think I shit my drawers
But it's okay, the smog left me alone
So I lay and watch the clouds turn into stone
And come crashing down over Delray
One even landed on your homeboy, Violent J
And I'm dead, crushed me in a split second
So if I'm dead then what the
Fuck I'm doin' on this record?
The smog is here the smog is coming
(Here it comes, over Delray)
The smog is coming
(Here it comes, y'all I don't wanna die)
The smog is coming
(Here it comes, y'all What you gonna do?)
The smog is coming
(yeah, hey hey hey the smog)
The smog is coming (Here it comes)
The smog is coming the smog is coming
The smog is coming (What you gonna do?)
(When it comes for you?, Check it out
Check it out, When it comes for you?)
(When it comes for you?, You're dead now)
The smog is coming (Check it out)
The smog is coming (I don't wanna die)
The smog is coming (Bet you're gonna die)
The smog is coming (What you gonna do?)
The smog is coming
(Thoughts in my head)
(Thoughts in my head, Of a clown)
(Thoughts in my head)
(Thoughts in my head, Of a clown)
(Thoughts in my head)
(Thoughts in my head, Of a clown)
(Thoughts in my head)
(Thoughts in my head, Of a clown)
Thoughts in my head of a dead body laying in
His house for three weeks
Until his neighbors complain about the smell
Didn't he have anybody to know he was dead?
Thoughts in my head
Of a serial killer in Iowa
Decided to kill himself
Before he actually killed someone else
Was that good? Thoughts in my head
Of an ocean of blood
And when the bombs drop
It causes tidal waves
Tidal waves that paint the town red
Everybody's dead thoughts in my head
Of mothers and fathers who look at me
And I can feel the hatred in their in eyes
And it's cold and children are nothing but
Them in the future accept it
Thoughts in my head
Of a woman sitting on her porch, bald headed
Because of a disease she caught from the air
The air that we breathe
The air we breathe is fucked
Up it's fucked up! Thoughts in my head
Of people who wanna kill me
But you can't kill me 'Cause if you kill me
I'll be back to kill you
Done it before, do it again
Thoughts in my head
Of a 16-year-old little fucking punk
Sitting in his classroom
Drawing a gang sign on a folder
In his Birmingham Hills
Well fuck what you know about love
Thoughts in my head
Of people despise me and hate
Me and don't know me i hate you, too
So it's all good, it's all good
Thoughts in my head
Of a society that is so fucked up and so evil
That if somebody prays
They get made fun of and laughed at
But it's not gonna be funny
They won't be laughing
When the bombs drop and the town is red
Thoughts in my head thoughts in my head
Thoughts in my head thoughts