Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Clown Love, artist - Insane Clown Posse. Album song Forgotten Freshness Vol.1 & 2, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 31.12.1997
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Psychopathic
Song language: English
Clown Love |
Gangsters bangin, nuts straight hanging |
Chillen in the allyway, signs straight beemin |
Up in the air I hear they don’t care |
Get your mutha fucken melon busted for a stare |
Luv pumpin through the heart, flowin through the veins |
Pop a mutha fucka like it ain’t no thang |
Blood shoot eyes from pufin on the bud |
Let me see that rag, let me see that luv |
Roamin through the hood top cut down |
Car packed so full it’s fucken on the ground |
Max with the homies spitten on the hoes |
Stop in the store for a cold 4−0 |
Grabbin on your balls, straight slanging stalls |
Fuck the gang squad tryin to take me out my home |
Check my neck and I got yours |
Cuz roll with yourself and keep that clown luv |
Throw your signs in the air |
Whats that? |
I don’t check, I don’t care |
Cuz I’m down with the clown everywere |
Cuz much clown luv is in here |
Hey homes what set your clame? |
I’m in the rhymin game, wicked Clown Banging |
I’m just a mutha fucka thats down for the cause |
You can suck on my balls, unless you got clown luv |
Put 'em up, throw 'em up |
Let me see them mutha fuckas |
Flip 'em up, flip 'em down, flip 'em around |
Mutha fuckas mind all warped |
From breathin all the smog |
I’m all up in the shit, like if my name was frog |
Damn I heard a shot, but I got luck |
The mutha fuckas missed it’s time to shoot 'em up |
Here come the sirens I hear 'em gettin close |
Here come the squad, it’s time to get ghost |
If you wanna stay you get beat by a pig |
Fuck that shit cuz were I live |
My boys got my neck and I got theirs |
Cuz I’m true to myself, bitch |
Clown Luv |
Throw your signs in the air |
Whats that? |
I don’t check, I don’t care |
Cuz I’m down with the clown everywere |
Cuz much clown luv is in here |
Hey what the fuck you lookin at man |
My rag, my flannel, or the club in my hand? |
Well here go ahead, take a closer look |
Thanx for the wallet bitch |
Give me them duckets, mutha fucken child |
To buys doing other things like hangin with my mob |
Crew got my neck, well push come to shove |
Never sell out yourself, and keep that Clown Luv |
Throw your signs in the air |
Whats that? |
I don’t check, I don’t care |
Cuz I’m down with the clown everywere |
Cuz much clown luv is in here |