| What’s the matter
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| What’s the matter
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| what’s the matter (Are you scared of ghosts?)
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| what’s the matter
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| What’s the matter
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| Tell me are you fearless (I'm not scared of ghosts)
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| I’ll go to Alaska, bitch slap a polar bear and take its food
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| I’ll mow the fuckin lawn, on a land mine field like what boom
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| I’ll roll a m-80 up in some papers and smoke that shit up
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| I’ll share a dirty heroin needle with that dirty bitch Courtney Love
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| I’ll run around the white house lawn naked and screamin and bustin shots at him
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| I’ll scratch my back with a chain saw oh yeah got it
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| I’ll walk through comton alone and sport wranglers and a cowboy hat
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| I’ll head-butt a fuckin unicorn come here bitch (No! *Thumb* Damn!)
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| I’ll stand on a stump and let you trim my toenails with a axe
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| I’ll sucker punch a gorilla and then try to run with a banana hangin out my ass
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| I’ll fuckin become pen-pals with the unibomber and let him send me packages
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| I’ll drive a ice cream truck through eithiopia talkin about free ice cream
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| sandwiches
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| What’s the matter
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| What’s the matter
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| what’s the matter (are you scared)
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| what’s the matter
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| What’s the matter
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| Tell me are you fearless (Don't be scared)
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| I’ll let Sam Kinison borrow my car if he was still around
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| I’ll bungee jump off a crane with only a spaghetti noodle tied on
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| I’ll clinch my butt cheeks shut while a ruthless alien trying to probe me
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| I’ll receive an operation on my eyeball while riding in a dune buggy
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| I’ll finger fuck a toilet and French kiss a light socket
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| I’ll pick up a hooker with a deep voice (I'm Jenny!) (Naw! No I wouldn’t)
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| I’ll take all my clothes off and run up and bear hug a cactus
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| I’ll sneak up to slick rick and snatch off his eye patch
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| I’ll eat a bowl of cluster bombs and spread jellyfish on my toast
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| I’ll fuckin grease my ass up and sit on top of a flag post
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| I’ll shoot a game of pool with the grim reaper and then let him beat me
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| I’ll meet Jeffrey Dahmer at some kinda of bar let him take me home and eat me What’s the matter
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| What’s the matter
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| what’s the matter (are you scared?)
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| what’s the matter
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| What’s the matter
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| Tell me are you fearless (Don't be scared!)
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| I’ll through gang signs at the booya tribe up and downs like whut
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| I’ll hunt Michael Jackson’s plastic surgeon tell him hey do me up
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| I’ll put my lips on a 81'novas exhaust pipe and smoke that fucker
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| I’ll fuck a chick raw with crabs so big red lobsters tryin to catch’em
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| I’ll start a record label and base everything I got on M.C. |
| Hammer
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| I’ll wear a pink bikini thong and walk right through the slammer
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| I’ll take a chrome desert eagle 45 put it to the dome and dump it
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| I’ll go to a big ass b hive on a tree, drop my drawers and hump it What’s the matter
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| What’s the matter
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| what’s the matter (are you scared)
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| what’s the matter
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| What’s the matter
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| Tell me are you fearless (Don't be scared) |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Fearless , by - Insane Clown Posse. Song from the album Bizaar, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп