| I was never popular, this I’ll admit, fuck school never liked me, Goo!
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| All the kids would always beat me, until I’m half-dead
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| Make fun of the size of my forehead
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| But that shit never bothered me, Mama and Mother
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| They had a lot of property
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| They had a science lab in the basement
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| And that’s where my free ti… well, my time was spent
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| I made a mouse with a chicken head
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| It clucked three times: CLUCK, CLUCK, CLUCK!
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| And then it was dead
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| I made a lot of things though, like a frog with a turkey neck
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| gobblegobblegobble, it was the shit (yeah)
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| But I’m still lonely, I need a homie
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| So I collected limbs and made a zombie
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| I could’ve made a girlie friend
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| But fuck that, I got my girlie right here… yeah!
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| You can call me Mad Professor
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| I will make a friend for me You can call me Mad Professor
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| We will rule eternity
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| (Violent J)
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| I used so many body parts it was crazy
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| I killed a whole bunch of mother fuckers, like what, eighty?
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| They all chipped in on my special friend
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| Everything helps, Even if you got a finger to lend, come on I hear the other children playing outside
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| Keep it down you little bitches, I’ll skin your fucking hides!
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| ?Stressful?, this part is wack
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| Some how I gots to attach this nut sack
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| Shit! |
| Fuck! |
| I’m sawing off an elbow
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| Looking at the meter I’m like? |
| Quasar and Ziphalo?
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| Or better yet look out the fucking window
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| I see a storms coming, almost time to roll
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| Screw the head on, come on, come on It’s the thuggish, ruggish, bone
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| Okay it’s time, hit the switch, turn it up a hert
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| Fuck! |
| Shit! |
| Didn’t work
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| It wasn’t always easy (Hell no!) let me tell ya But fuck that, cause I ain’t no failure
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| I put the shit with the? |
| things? |
| and this with that
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| Wait a minute…(brrrt) did you hear that?
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| It’s alive! |
| I just gotta wake it up Hand me that? |
| rocky rye? |
| pour it in a cup
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| It will do exactly… hold up, pause
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| I ain’t cleaning his draws man, fuck that
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| Get him fat, get him ready, it’s almost time
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| Paint his ugly face up just like mine
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| I see him twitching, I’m on a roll
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| He can help me tell the whole world about the carnival
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| Turn the hertz all the way up for this shit
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| And just wait for that lightning bolt to hit
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| Did it work? |
| You make the call
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| Shaggy? |
| (What up, y’all!) |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Mad Professor , by - Insane Clown Posse. Song from the album Jugganauts - The Best Of ICP, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп