| After pissy alleyway, side to the burnt building
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| Heroin addicts and the rats are the size of small children
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| Chilling with a stinky ass dirty ham ho
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| Fat wigger white chick grinding me, giving me a lapdance to Luchini Camp Lo
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| My ex-girl mama used to call me white Sambo
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| I’m like, «bitch, I’m an artist, call me Vincent van Gogh»
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| I get Louis Farrakhan dating a platinum blonde
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| I get skinheads bowing to Mecca and praying to Islam
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| I can’t afford Dre, Swizz Beatz, or a Timbaland track
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| But I can rip any rapper with just a kick and a handclap
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| I punch fans, I punch kids, I punch females, I punch cops
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| I spit punchlines, I don’t need to punch clocks
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| Hip hop, I’m the verbal resurrection, you a sell-out
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| Take them tight pants off and take the gerbil out your rectum
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| How you gone flip the script without having a premise?
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| I’m a hooligan like James Caan’s son with Alan The Chemist
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| You could get your teeth tooken out without having a dentist
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| I’m a white man dingo, the white black African menace
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| My background dancers are both wack
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| Drunk as shit doing the Pee-wee
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| They look like Joeski Love on crack, do it
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| Welcome to the fun house
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| The fun house (what)
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| La-di-da-di, we like to party
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| We don’t cause trouble and we don’t bother nobody, nobody
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| Welcome to the fun house
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| The fun house (what)
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| La-di-da-di, we like to party
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| We don’t cause trouble and we don’t bother nobody
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| Yo, welcome to the world of the diseased, the disgusting
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| The death, the destruction, my world you get eaten up in
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| Stomping and murking them, I’m on a train like Colin Ferguson
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| Bringing the sleng teng riddim Ninjaman, I murder them
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| My trailer load a girls like Shabba
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| You fucking with them tranny bitches
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| Your girl got testicles, an Adam’s apple, look like Gaga
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| I’m one of the best, my flow more fatal than the
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| Slug that Marvin Gaye Sr. put in his son’s chest
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| Apocalyptic when I’m popping the biscuit
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| Unpopular, they won’t be happy till I get shot, it’s horrific
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| What is you bitches smoking the rock or you sniff it?
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| Slobbering cock when you hop on the block and you visit
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| Fuck it, any topic I’ll rip it
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| Hit presidents with my shoe, that’s how I do
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| Pork swallowing, I make bacon outta the swine flu
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| I’ll throw my dick to any female, I got so many bumps
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| Blind bitches could touch my dick and read Braille
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| Welcome to the fun house
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| The fun house (what)
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| La-di-da-di, we like to party
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| We don’t cause trouble and we don’t bother nobody, nobody
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| Welcome to the fun house
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| The fun house (what)
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| La-di-da-di, we like to party
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| We don’t cause trouble and we don’t bother nobody
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| Welcome to the fun house
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| The fun house (what)
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| Welcome to the fun house |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Laugh, Clown, Laugh , by - R.A. The Rugged Man. Song from the album Legends Never Die, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп