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Just Anotha Crazy Click

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[violent j's intro]
I choke... nope... thats wack hold up.
I stab you with an umbrella,
Then open it cause I'm sick like a diseased ethiopean.
Alright hold up!!!! wait a second listen!
I peel your cap back with a cannon ball,
I buck 'em all fuck 'em all we standin' tall woooo....
Three 6 mafia, insane clown posse, and twiztid!

[juicy j]
We used to... we used to.... we used to rob for them petty things,
Like a gold chain, no a muthafuckin pinky ring, now it's cocaine
If you see me on the dope train, I'm the dope man
Cigarettes in muh right hand, ready to make a stain
Old folks scared of eye-gain, at the window pane
They be lookin' wit a migraine
While I catch a drain and you know it's a fuckin' shame
When you in this game tryin' to sell to a sprung lane
I control ya brain

[dj paul]
Now do muh niggas bust glocks fuck wit us bitch see
It's the &iquestbuggaz? of the boat, bust a trick make 'em bleed
Through his neck through his back nigga cover them hoes
Ain't no vest goin' be workin' when you twirkin' with some pros
Automatic weapon carrier silence on the barrier, hang 'em in the closet
Kidnap the treasurer, bandanas on our face we wilin' out like some cowboys
Hoe we need the g's and I'm talkin like now boys!

Chorus: gangsta boo (repeat 2x)

We be just anotha crazy click
Doin whatever to get us by when we pumped up
You out of luck bitch I ain't goin' lie
Show 'em who really runnin the streets with the calicos

[monoxide child]
We the click that don't play...
Quik to rip ya head off and hand it to violent j and bury it away
I'm on the spree killa for freak without a conscious
Bitches we on a mission to bomb shit!
Twiztid, icp, with the triple six click
Hoes that pop lip, can eat a dick, or get ya neck slit
I'm havin' these memory relapses of bodies up in the caskets
With no heads monoxide foolin' wit tha dead!

[jamie madrox]
We rollin' deep on the lawn with the psychopathic leathers on
You say it's on? so come bring it on
When gettin' krunk at ya funerals treat us like we criminals
We juggalo individuals!!!!!
We just anotha crazy click... icp, twiztid, triple six!
All up in this bitch and we runnin' shit
We doin' drive bys on all y'all wit chain saws
We're uncut, redefinin rugged and raw!

Chorus

[violent j]
We just anotha crazy click to fuck around and bury ya
Takin' care of ya we the scrarier tha malaria
I walk around your neighborhood like frankenstein
Chokin' anybody I find I'm takin' mine

[shaggy 2 dope]
Ya muthafuckas can't get near it, cause ya fear it
Look in my glass eye, I'm sick like lou gherig
I don't know judo but I go kheeya!
I'll fuck you up so bad a wheel chair couldn't see ya!

[violent j]
Listen... you hear that slut?
That was me! pullin' this dick out ya butt!
I'm a juggalo serial killa steady screamin' fuck ya'll
I stab bitches wit a chain saw!

[shaggy 2 dope]
We walk around compton and watts, beatin' scrubs up
And raidin' tin dogs face I throw the dubs up
We tearin' clubs up down south wit d

Three six yall.... twiztid, and i.c.p

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