Lyrics Benapryl - Insane Clown Posse

Benapryl

Flippin' hamburger
I was under pressure (Pressure)
Killed my manager
I wore my long hair
Up in a a pony tail (P-Pony tail)
I wanna free my mullet
Not be phony and stale (Stale)
I lace my joints with coke
Dipped in formaldehyde
Go to the playground naked (Naked)
Get stuck on the slide (Slide)
I see a hottie joggin'
Catch up and rap to her (To her)
She took off before I
Could bust a cap through her
I wear my monk robe (Robe)
Walk through the graveyard (Gra-gra-graveyard)
To hang among the dead
It take a brave heart
The Benapryl ain’t helpin' (Benapryl ain’t helpin')
The Benapryl ain’t helpin' (Benapryl ain’t helpin')
My hatchet still scalpin'
The Benapryl ain’t helpin' (Helpin')
I’m a hit man (Hit man)
For the mafia
To fit you in this barrel (Barrel)
Bitch, I’m choppin' ya (Choppin'- choppin' ya)
I do prison time
I do the psyche ward (The psyche ward)
I do time in rehab
Plug in my mic cord (Mic cord, mic cord, mic cord)
«Increase the dosage?
What?!»
You told me (Told me) (You'll be fine)
Everything’d be alright
It don’t work (It don’t work) It don’t help (It don’t help)
The Benapryl ain’t doin' shit for me!
You told me (Told me) (You'll be fine)
Everything’d be alright
It don’t work (It don’t work) It don’t help (It don’t help)
The Benapryl ain’t doin' shit for me!
I push a shopping cart (Cart)
With everything I own (Own)
And this bus stop (Stop)
Doubles as my home (My home)
Call me Frankenstein
Call me Mr. Hyde
'Cause on the dance floor
I can twist and slide (Slide)
I-I-I stoled a gun (Gun)
But prefer a knife (Knife)
I pulled it out on a (On a)
Desperate housewife
I drank three fifths of Train
For a nightcap
Wake up and drink again
After a slight nap
Who you fuckin' with?
Bitch, I know Sambuca
Kick you in the eye
Take a step back and shoot ya
The Benapryl ain’t workin' (Benapryl ain’t workin')
The Benapryl ain’t workin' (Benapryl ain’t workin')
I’m on the Ave. twerkin'
'Cause Benapryl ain’t workin'
I’m up in Walmart
Dressed in an ape suit (Ape suit)
I’m throwin' grapefruit
They call the state troops
I can’t explain my actions
They come from outer space
Wish I had Michael Jackson’s
Creamy powdered face
«Heh, Increase it more?!
Fuck!»
You told me (Told me)
Everything’d be alright
It don’t work (It don’t work) It don’t help (It don’t help)
The Benapryl ain’t doin' shit for me!
You told me (Told me)
Everything’d be alright
It don’t work (It don’t work) It don’t help (It don’t help)
The Benapryl ain’t doin' shit for me!
Told me
You’ll be fine (Happiness, happiness, happiness, happiness)
It don’t work (It don’t work) It don’t help (It don’t help)
The Benapryl ain’t doin' shit for me!
Told me
(Happiness, happiness, happiness, happiness)
It don’t work (It don’t work) It don’t help (It don’t help)
The Benapryl ain’t doin' shit for me!