| Violent j, violent j, is that you?
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| I’m on the microphone, so what’cha wanna do?
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| Violent j, violent j, is that you?
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| A wicked, wicked clown, just for you
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| I drink faygo it’s only a buck-ten
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| I’m a pour it on your tits when we fucking
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| Cuz i’m with that kinky shit, ho I can see you butt-naked in your window
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| Shimmy up the house side dash
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| Knock and i press my nuts on the glass
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| Let me in, ho, don’t ya know
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| I’m violent j of the icp, yo I got me a check let’s cash it If i could spend it with the hoes on grass shit
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| But don’t get all geek slut
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| Cuz i’m a buy ya some lava to wash your butt
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| «uhh what’s this clown shit about?»
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| A knife to your neck and your throats hanging out
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| With a do-mi-ray
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| Now it’s about time i say:
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| Kid rock, kid rock, is that you?
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| Yeah, let me tell ya what i wanna do Kid rock, kid rock, is that you?
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| Yo lay, yo lay, yo lay *y hooooo!
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| Frontin', they frontin', everybody’s frontin'
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| Violent violent j is gonna tell ya something
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| If ya know a bitch who got grits
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| Kid rock, kid rock will probably eat that shit
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| Boohoo motherfucker what’cha cryin’for?
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| I’m that nigger that your bitch would die for
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| The whore showed up at my front door
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| So i fucked her in her ass and i threw her out the back door
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| The bitch thought it was a cake drive
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| She said: «drive me to the city», so i dropped her off at lakeside
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| «aren't you driving me home?», well i meant ta But plans have changed so get your ass on the center
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| Ho, this ain’t no taxi
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| I be mackin’hoes, they don’t mack me Never slacking, hoes i be macking
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| Yeah… kid rock, kid rock
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| Never slacking, hoes i be macking
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| Violent j serving ghetto hard street shit
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| The funk, the funk from the old days
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| Violent j serving ghetto hard street shit
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| The funk from the old days
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| Well, i’m up for the shot in a minute
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| Show me a valley, i might doal in it Like somebody else i know
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| I been to mount clemens as i’ve been to romeomeomeo
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| Wicked clowns gonna flow for ya some
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| Three for the treble, eight for the drum
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| Five for the homies that i run with
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| Bitch, call your mother cause you’re done with
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| Toe tip-toe, i snuck in your house
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| And fell asleep butt-naked on the front couch
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| So, excuse me, pops, i’m napping
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| So could ya shut the fuck up with that yapping
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| And your wife’s all worked up for nothing
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| She act like she ain’t never seen a wang or something
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| Cuz it really don’t matter
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| I’m a show my nuts to innocent bystander
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| Every fucking day
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| Cuz it’s about time i say
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| Kid rock, kid rock, is that you?
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| Yeah, let me tell you what i wanna do Kid rock, kid rock, is that you?
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| I just said it was motherfucker
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| Skinny dipping in the pool, you know i drown hoes
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| Fuck 'em doggie style and play that ass like the bongo
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| Hit it, hit hi-hit it Hitting homerums and never whiff, ho Smoke my dick like it’s a big spliff
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| This ain’t a blooper and i’m no joker
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| But i can shoot a nut 50 foot like the super soaker
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| But yo, i’m not gonna pull it out for a cheap joke
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| Instead i play john holmes in a sequel to deep throat
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| Taste the nut in your mouth, just to school ya But ho, don’t let the smooth taste fool ya Don’t let the smooth taste fool ya…
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| …fuckin'fool ya Don’t let the smooth taste fool ya…
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| …word |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Is That You? , by - Insane Clown Posse. Song from the album Carnival Of Carnage, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп