| Hell motherfuckin’yeah bitch!
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| Hatchet chops straight to your motherfuckin’face!
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| Rollin over.
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| Wicked Clowns got that illllllll shiiit!
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| What up doe?
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| I come floatin’in this bitch wit some wings like a pegasus
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| Got the shiny SV on my chest, what up Violent J the clown, I’m goofy for a second
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| But then your bitch headless, I’m on top of her naked
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| You know my status, I’m Juggalatus, and we the baddest
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| Here to severe your melon, it’s wicked shit that we sellin'
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| We off the track now, give your bitch ass a bitch slap now
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| Nobody never steppin’down, we bout to enter second round
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| Runnin’backyards up a wall, Shaggy 2 Dope in this motherfucker
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| You talkin’to your boy, the silence is for suckers
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| So I’m out there, throughout the year I’m right here
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| Don’t stare like a bitch, bitch buy me a beer
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| Nobody wicked like me, I do this terrifically
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| And my motherfuckin pimp slap will knock down a tree
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| So clown love bitch, I’ve seen it tatted on titties
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| We forever on tour, clown love in your cities
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| Rollin’over.
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| Rollin’over
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| I look up there’s still so far to go So much time, so much time
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| Rollin’over
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| I look up there’s still so far to go It’s show time, blow your mind
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| Rollin’over
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| I look up there’s still so far to go So much time, so much time
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| Rollin’over
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| I look up there’s still so far to go It’s show time, blow your mind
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| I got 3 bodies in my trunk, I’m blowin red lights
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| And bet I’m blowin heads off before I’ve read any rights
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| Baby I’m outlaw, painted up and packin’the bombs
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| I stomp cracks in the streets and sound fire alarms
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| Bitch run for your life, we keep it wicked and scary
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| And we welcome to our world anything that you bury
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| I throw meteors and fireballs through brick walls
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| And got a 3 foot dick for all you chick jaws
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| Walkin’through the sun, bout to strangle someone
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| Maybe it’s a custom, gotta get it done
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| I live like that, spirits talk to me like that
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| I’m lost in the Ouija board, ain’t never comin’back
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| Ooh ooh drink some liqour, I don’t care
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| When it comes to paranormals, get up outta here
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| They try to speak to me, I say don’t bother
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| I’m doin’somethin else, I’m rollin’over
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| Rollin’Over
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| I look up there’s still so far to go So much time, so much time
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| Rollin’Over
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| I look up there’s still so far to go It’s show time, blow your mind
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| Rollin’Over
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| I look up there’s still so far to go So much time, so much time
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| Rollin’Over
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| I look up there’s still so far to go It’s show time, blow your mind
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| (I can red moon boogie woogie, walk on wind)
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| (I know magic, Houdini woulda hound dogged my balls)
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| (Make nuns act slutty)
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| (Fuck off!) (Grabbin'our nuts)
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| (Droppin'brand new wicked shit) Rappers-R-Us
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| Rollin’Over
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| I look up there’s still so far to go So much time, so much time
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| Rollin’Over
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| I look up there’s still so far to go It’s show time, blow your mind
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| Rollin’Over
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| I look up there’s still so far to go So much time, so much time
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| Rollin’Over
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| I look up there’s still so far to go It’s show time, blow your mind
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| (Skit)
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| Bouncer: Alright you, you and you come on You too baby come here, go on in come on Shaggy 2 Dope: Hey man!
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| B: What?
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| S: Yeah man, I just came here to dance
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| B: Naw we got a dress code up in here dogg
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| S: I can’t dance up in here?
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| B: Man you ain’t even got a shirt on! |
| You got on one shoe!
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| I don’t know what you trying to do
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| S: I CAN DANCE BITCH!
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| B: Man you gonna have to back your ass up away from the line.
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| S: I CAN DANCE LIKE A MOTHERFUCKER DON’T GET SERVED!
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| B: Man step your ass.
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| S: I WILL SERVE YOU PUNK ASS BITCH!
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| B: Step back away from the line
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| S: WHAT ARE YOU GONNA DO, KICK ME OUT ON THE STREETS? |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Rollin' Over , by - Insane Clown Posse. Song from the album The Calm, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп