Insane Clown Posse - Walk On By lyrics

Imagine this

Let’s  say you’re walkin’, New York to LA
What  kinda bullshit would you
Face along the way? You couldn’t do it
Not without a mother fucking gun
‘Cause ain’t nobody out there
Tryin’ to help anyone
Shit,   you’d be lucky if you
Made it out of Brooklyn
Without  getting that sack on
Your back tooken
Fags pulling over all along the route
And  people all on the jack
Move for your tow loot (Checkin’ in)
Weirdos in vans, racists in pickups
Stick-ups, always gettin’ got
For your get-ups
Police are ridin’ next to ya
And flexin’ on ya and  fuckin’ with ya all
The way to California


Hope you can dodge cars
‘cause people are crazy
And at least two will try to
Hit your ass on daily
People drivin’ by, throwin’ bottles
Bustin’ your head
But you ain’t about to stop
Walkin’ across this land you on a mission

I walk on by, like I got somewhere to be
This world is for you
But this world ain’t for me
I walk on by, like I got somewhere to be
(And there you go) this world is for you
But this world ain’t for me

Walkin’ through St louis
Some ganstas stop ya rock your chin so hard
Your knees buckle and drop ya
Rob for your headphones and walking stick
But you keep movin’ on, another loss
Chalkin’ it you seein’ redneck rebels wavin’
Flags up high
And they teachin’ they kids to do
The same when they die
Triple K, cops, evil eyes, knee-high boots
And little towns full of folks who
Won’t tell if they shoot
You just walkin’ through locals like
"Who the fuck?"
And then Hillbilly Buck pulls up in a truck
And straight up ragdoll bumps your
Ass all in the street
And says "We don’t like strangers
" and he boots your teeth
By the time you hit Utah
You’re fuckin’ hitch hikin’
Only homos and lunatics take to your liking
Families ride by with they doors on lock
The world’s closin’ in
But you ain’t gon’ stop you keep walkin’

I walk on by, like I got somewhere to be
(And there you go) this world is for you
But this world ain’t for me (Right there)
I walk on by, like I got somewhere to be
(And there you go) this world is for you
But this world ain’t for me

You cross mountains on foot and
Almost freeze to death
And the one that nobody gives is a fuck
You get to Vegas pow! You get shot in the leg
You don’t know how it happened
You don’t care anyway
People all up in your face
Tryin’ to sell you drugs
You walk right through rumbles and wars
Duckin’ slugs
People pickin’ fights with you
Too many to count
They been ripped off your shirt
And dug your pockets out
The savages trip you you get back up
Now you’re huffin’ through the desert
In some Walmart Chucks (Damn)
You finally reach the West
Coast and get kidnapped by a serial killer
The fuckin’ worst of the pack
But you fight back fuck that
Kick him in his face you escaped his van
And now you’re back on pace
You wonder how this could be
As you reach your goal
The place we call "home" is out of control

I walk on by, like I got somewhere to be
This world is for you
But this world ain’t for me
I walk on by, like I got somewhere to be
This world is for you
But this world ain’t for me (Right there)
I walk on by, like I got somewhere to be
(And there you go) this world is for you
But this world ain’t for me (Right there)
I walk on by, like I got somewhere to be
(And there you go) this world is for you
But this world ain’t for me