Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Loyalty, artist - Insane Clown Posse. Album song Yum Yum's Lure, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 16.02.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Psychopathic
Song language: English
Loyalty |
Integrity, honor, dignity, and pride |
With none of the above, how the fuck do you survive? |
What the fuck do you strive for? |
On your belly you slide |
How the fuck do you resist your blissful suicide? |
Can you look at yourself, or does the fuckin' mirror shatter? |
What’s it like to be so self-consumed don’t nobody matter? |
What’s it feel like to have ice cold slush in your veins? |
A murky, black, rotted heart with demons in your brain |
You are a sellout, a turncoat, a backstabbin' traitor |
Ain’t nothin' but the fuckin' down button on your elevator |
Celebratin' hate, in Hell it ain’t another hater greater |
Clown your ass down to hell so fast you’re bound to leave a crater |
Your Riddle Box don’t even feature a question mark |
No mystery about it, your heart is just extra dark |
Dirty whore, ain’t worth a penny more than what you |
So which is worth less, you or a big bucket of bird shit? |
Always hidin' under a mask, a dingleberry clown |
Dead to the heart, listen to it, you won’t hear a sound |
You give a fake name 'cause the real you got snakes in your veins |
Heard you’re the biggest bullshitter, fakin' playin' games |
Committin' betrayal, set your brother up and all your pals |
Strap your body down and through each elbow drive a nail |
It’s Bedlam, and Yum Yum come for some dumb young’un |
Stretch her petals some, and here they come, and some come runnin' |
Let us see your inner being, where’s your true self? |
Venomous gargoyle, wicked demon knight from Hell |
except those who knows your evil |
And you’re sent well, foes and his ordinary people |
Never meant well, lurkin' the aisles of Home Depot |
Their intent, kill, but light is the dark sequel |
Love verse hate, few win, and most fail |
Beware of lust, love, and betrayal |
Loyalty is mine, loyalty is divine |
Loyalty and betrayal, it’s like a stallion to a swine |
Loyalty and betrayal, it’s like the leader far behind |
It’s like a colorful scenery, a pitch back blind |
Angelic or demonic, fuckin' or platonic |
The livin' or robotic, free and clear or you got it |
Harmonic and elegant, blissful and melodic |
Or ear-piercing noise, catastrophically chaotic |
Loyalty is mine, loyalty is divine |
Loyalty and betrayal, it’s like a stallion and a swine |
Loyalty and betrayal, it’s in the leader far behind |
It’s like a colorful scenery, a pitch back blind |
Angelic or demonic, fuckin' or platonic |
The livin' or robotic, free and clear or you got it |
Harmonic and elegant, blissful and melodic |
Or ear-piercing noise, catastrophically chaotic |
Would you fuck a hottie with a anthrax muff? |
Titty landmines, |
spit you like it rough |
And this bitch you gotta tag, so you spit your |
But then you’re a stiff stuffed in a body bag, zipped shut |
Woe is you, 'cause a ho is you |
You got no loyalty, crooked soul in you |
Holy water gun burnin' holes in you |
Then the slaughter come, and it smolder you |
Someone showers you with love for you, they die, and that’s fact |
But the |
's how you pay that ass back |
You need kicked in your ass crack, smacked, 'cause you’re a sad sack of shit |
Get bitch slapped sick until your lip’s fat |
Bitch, get back, I don’t care if your tits fat |
Heathen hoes skip that, I’m love, can you dig that |
Blew your wig back, I’m passed on dickin' you down |
Look like a battle axe gashin' as sick as it sounds |
So take your hot sacks home, you little hot mess |
I know that fuckin' neden murky and deep, home to the Loch Ness |
Monster, Nessie, whole pussy messy |
From Swamp Thing’s stompings and gangbang rompings |
, you’re used to skeet on tap |
But you can speed on before you get peed on and slapped |
The fuckin' phonie-ass homies, yes-man, and do-bots |
I’ma drop kick your bitch-ass clean, hide your tube socks |
You’re sick on the mic stick, but you’re wicked in the soul |
Alway suckin' the right dick lickin' out toilet bowls |
If your veins only knew all that |
you swallow |
Shit’s backwards, you |
all hallow |
Just for Juggalos hoes, 'cause your guts hold extra jism |
To choke the holes out your neck, you need an exorcism |
I know who gives a |
44 mag |
Traits of bedlam, for loyalty, pour out a sip of red rum |
Loyalty is fine, loyalty is divine |
Loyalty and betrayal, it’s like a stallion and a swine |
Loyalty and betrayal, it’s like the leader far behind |
It’s like a colorful scenery, a pitch black blind |
Angelic or demonic, fuckin' or platonic |
The livin' or robotic, free and clear or you got it |
Harmonic and elegant, blissful and melodic |
Or ear-piercing noise, catastrophically chaotic |
Loyalty is mine, loyalty is divine |
Loyalty and betrayal, it’s like a stallion and a swine |
Loyalty and betrayal, it’s in the leader far behind |
It’s like a colorful scenery, a pitch black blind |
Angelic or demonic, fuckin' or platonic |
The livin' or robotic, free and clear or you got it |
Harmonic and elegant, blissful and melodic |
Or ear-piercing noise, catastrophically chaotic |