| This is the rags to riches story
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| Of the Insane Clown Posse
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| Mancow made us rich and famous
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| Whole world hate us, Mancow played us
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| Now look at us, platinum status
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| We owe it all to Mancow
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| (Verse 1: Violent J)
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| I’m Violent J and I’m rich like Rush Limbaugh is fat Imagine that
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| First, Mancow put us on the air
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| And everybody jumped on our wagons right there
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| Mancow’s been down with the clown
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| Since Kurt Cobain’s head was still around
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| I won’t forget how I made my bread
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| Cause I remember we was like John Denver, hehe… dead
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| Back then I thought I was the bomb
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| I couldn’t even sell a tape to my own mom
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| I was broke, dinner was grain and rye
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| Now I sit with chilled Faygo in a phat ride
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| And at shows I sold out nightly
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| On top of that I think Erma likes me
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| Mickey Mouse we ain’t goin no place
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| So bitch get used to my ugly face, c’mon
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| (Verse 2: Shaggy 2 Dope)
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| Shaggs 2 Dope and I’m a high school drop out
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| Convicted felon, I don’t mind tellin
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| You hear my lyrics and you hate my guts
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| But I got a million bucks and you don’t
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| I don’t even make sense when I rap
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| Bllll Skkkee Skkkaaa how you like that?
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| Soon as Mancow hit the switch
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| Next thing you know we got rich, uhh
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| Mancow made us rich and famous
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| Whole world hate us, Mancow played us
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| Now look at us, platinum status
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| We owe it all to Mancow |