Icp - Tilt-A-Whirl
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| Tilt-A-Whirl |
2/20/2006 11:43:45 AM |
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mike18764
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This song is tha sh**, a very fast and angry song sung out to all tha bigots and haters who never thoght tha Bruce brothers would ever make it this far. As to all the juggaloes and juggalettes, well, we ain't neva gunna die!!! |
| here is a sick freestyle that i wrote |
2/23/2006 5:51:09 PM |
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mike18764
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i hope you like this freestyle----
i wanna make peace with this leaf that i hold,smokin' big and bold
that's how the story's told from the mouth of a teacher, a fuckin' preacher. i'm a sinner not a saint, slit ya throat and watch ya faint like the bitch that you are, i knew it from the start, i don't have to be smart or a fuckin' retard with a messed up heart. it looks like you blew it i thought you knew it, but screw it. you threw it all away, what more can i say, it's like this everyday
but that's okay, i'm sure that you'll leave it that way.
next time when your minds movin' slow, no where to go, and the next thing you know you're out sellin' blow to cover all the bills but you waste it on the pills and thrills of makin' kills on innocent lives, you throw knives all the time 'till your life stops on a dime all because of a crime that you tried, but now you run and hide cuz the cops won't stop, you shoulda known it from the drop and thrown it to the top, you smoke the green crop until ya lungs pop, busted by a cop sent straight to jail, now you wait to fail left without any bailand you can't read your mail cuz the dogs were hot on your trail, then you got caught, shoulda done what you were taught, but you've been bought by the system, and you thought that you missed 'em, but not by a long shot , now look what you got, red-handed on the spot all because of a little pot, now you take a stand, cuffs around your hand, lungs contract like a fuckin' rubber band, gettin' so lifted not knowin' when ya gonna land and complete what you have planned, you couldn't find the end, cuz the laws that you bend just constantly send you to offend you and make you fall apart rushin' back to the start makin' your heart skip a beat for a tasty little treat known as the sweet leaf that you eat just to hide the evidence, cuz it's relevent when you get hella bent from the times that you spent at your friends house eating nothin' but bagels, the monkey's pukin' bagels, and i couldn't walk only dance, with a pile of puke on my pants, loss of fluid to the brain, i was in so much fuckin' pain it was driving me insane like a freight train with no gain, pukin' up rogaine, it was so lame but it was no game, blood sugar so high until i'm rollin' on the floor, i couldn't take it anymore, i drink more water but what the fuck for? lying in my deathbed feelin' sick watchin' my blood shed, thirty minutes and i'm alnost dead, sweat was drippin' down my head, no water in my mouth, it was only foam,sittin' in bed watchin' the nurses roam, three days later and i'm on my way home. no time to rest, got bruises on my chest, i'm constantly on fuckin' house arrest, but i was blessed, cuz as a juggalo, i know i'm the best!!!!! |
| Tilt-A-Whirl |
1/16/2007 4:37:50 PM |
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aprilbrooks75
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any one who dosent like ICP....should die a horriable painful death. every one who love ICP should live happly |
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