Lyrics Blaaam!!! - Insane Clown Posse

Blaaam!!!

So?
SOUTHWEST SIDE!
This Gypsy aunt of mine
She died and left behind, an ancient piece of time
I didn’t know what it was
Knuckle deep in dust, edges played with rust
I started to get pissed
This lamp is all I get, a worthless piece of shit
But once I rubbed it clean
A genie popped on the scene, brought true my every dream
I was like BLAAAM!
Free Hoes!, BLAAAM!
NyQuil!
BLAAAM!
Faygo!, Anything I want
I was like BLAAAM!
Sharp Axe!, BLAAAM!
Good Weed!
BLAAAM!
Hot Tracks!, Everything I Need
Now I’m in a fizzle
Hotties on thy nizzle, still a jugglizzle
I drive a platinum car
It has a tennis court and a bar, you know who I are
Money out the ass
I’m wishin while it last, Genie’s moving fast
I want my BLAAAM!
Free Bank!, BLAAAM!
Necks Cut!
BLAAAM!
My Shank!, Anything I want
I want my BLAAAM!
Hot Wings!, BLAAAM!
Good Weed!
BLAAAM Big Thangs!, Everything I need
Now I am a king
I have everything, nothing’s challenging
Nothing makes me proud
I stand out in the crowd, while others beg out loud
I remember when
Money was so thin, but dreams were all up in
Looking at the lamp
Would I give it all back?
Sheeit, fool, gimme that
I’ll be like BLAAAM!
Bitch Slaps!, BLAAAM!
Cheap Wine!
BLAAAM!
Dub H!, (Waffle House) Anything I want
I’ll be like BLAAAM!
Half Pipe!, BLAAAM!
Good Weed!
BLAAAM!
Moonlight!, Everything I need
(Repeat chorus 1)
The moral of the story is Those who never had shit
And then get shit Need to get shit
So if you got shit Or you need shit Get some shit
Fuck this shit, where JD at?