| I’m Violent J I breath toxic fumes and throw my lungs up all over your brand new patten-leather penny loafers
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| You fuck!
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| I’m 2dope
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| I got sick ass sewer sludge stuck in my throat
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| And I live in a big pipe on Sog Island
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| So stop by and have a bowl of rust, you fucking bitch-ass faggot
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| Faggot, you bitch ass faggot
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| I’m in the south-west detroit, Del-ray
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| In a city, ghetto street-gang
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| I got people who want me dead
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| But everytime they run up on me, I get scared
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| And my skull explodes
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| All over those motherfuckers
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| Sometimes I get hungry, man, but it ain’t nothing
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| But it ain’t nothing in the box but a brick sandwich
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| So I start hurting that motherfucker
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| And I chew on that bitch until my jaw breaks
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| Which don’t fade me, cause I’m a hoodlum
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| And I don’t exist to you fucks (you fucks)
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| You green-grass fucks
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| Fuck me, and I’ll fuck you, fucker
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| We comin', motherfucker
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| We coming to get ya Coming to get ya How ya see me is what ya get
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| How ya see me is what ya get
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| Carnival of carnage is coming
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| How ya see me is what ya get
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| I was snookin’good in my bed
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| Woke up to find my brain fell out my head
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| Stuffed it back in with a screwdriver, I’m that much liver
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| I can walk on my hands on a tight rope
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| But then I always fall, and bust my ass.
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| But it really don’t matter (really don’t matter) (don't matter) don’t
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| matter, cause I’m in the haugh
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| In the haugh, in the haugh
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| Violent, Violent J’s in the motherfucking haugh
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| I’m in the haugh, you’s in the haugh
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| We in the motherfucking what? |
| Haugh!
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| (With the wiked town, south west gang, wicked joker’s
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| kill, southwest thrill)
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| Get off me, dog, I’ll shit face
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| I mean I ain’t got shit on my face, but ya know
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| People in the suburbs hate me (why?)
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| Southwest carnival crazy (hiii)
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| My mind ain’t nothing but a lemon
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| But I mean it’s fucking yellow and shit
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| I don’t know man, fuck off
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| You can’t fade me, vato, cause I’m in the haugh!
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| In the haugh, in the haugh
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| 2dope Shaggy’s in the motherfucking haugh
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| I’m in the haugh, you’s in the haugh
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| We in the motherfucking what? |
| Haugh!
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| (With the wiked town, south west gang, wicked joker’s
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| kill, southwest thrills)
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| I’m greasy, and I can moonwalk
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| But I don’t, cause that shit’s so fucking played out
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| Instead, I just grab this wang, and tell you that I’m in the haugh, bitch!
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| Parachute pants, and moon boots
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| Chilling on the corner butt-naked hurting fruit loops
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| Fuck a hill billy goat
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| Sitting in the tub, I let my nuts float, cause I’m in the haugh
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| In the haugh, in the haugh
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| Granny’s all in the motherfucking haugh
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| I’m in the haugh, you’s in the haugh
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| We in the motherfucking what? |
| Haugh!
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| (With the wiked town, south west gang, wicked joker’s
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| kill, southwest thrills)
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| Southwest is in the haugh!
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| D.C. is in the haugh!
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| I’m in the haugh, in the haugh, in the haugh
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| Hamma, hamma, hamma
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| East dogs in the haugh
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| Jump steady in the haugh
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| Hammer in the haugh, too!
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| Mike Clark in the haughhh!
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| Mr. T’s in the haugh!
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| Hamma, hamma
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| (With the wiked town, south west gang, wicked the joker’s
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| kill, southwest thrill) |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song In the Haughhh!, artist - Insane Clown Posse. Album song Beverly Kills, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп