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Letra de la canción 'MEAT CLEAVER' de 'ICP'






Yeah
(what's that)
Myzery(word up)
Twiztid(yeah)
And the insane clown posse(know what i'm sayin?)
Forming a 50 foot voltron on your ass
Your worst nightmares couldn't fuck with this
Run that shit
I'm rollin with the psychopathic
Make a move, and shit gets drastic
Leavin mutherfuckers in caskets
Or wrapped in reynolds plastic
Cause we psychosomatic and schizophrenic lunatics
Holding my balls we know
Which engulfs the tip of my dick
We real sick bitch, run and tell a friend
Twiztid in at the beginning
Means of the beginning of the end
The world dealt me a healthy hand of pain and lies
And you can see the hate in my eyes it's no surprise
It ain't shit bitch believe that
Suckers claiming they paid
They can't even handle they weed tax
I leave tracks like a needle
You phony as the 5th beetle
Fuck a b on a deedle
Rockin toledo like a trooper, what?
Leaving your conscience in a stuper, what?
Fuck a smith and wesson i can grab the luger, what?
And right before i shoot ya
I snap your back like i was lex luger
Chronic weed abuser (wooooo!)
As we capitalize and enterprise music scenes
Money motivated, goal, and a dream
Like martin luther king
Hesitaters pause while we crack their jaws
Swooping over they town like super balls (woo woo!)
I roll with bones and it's on like that
Making suckers spasm so hard they lungs calapse
Twiztid's the sound
Something'that your worst nightmares couldn't fuck with
Prepare to duck bitch
Cause i'm runnin' with a meat cleaver
Runnin with a meat cleaver, yo!
And if you missed it the name is twiztid
Runnin with a meat cleaver, yo!
Qui qua myzery para isla
Runnin with a meat cleaver, yo!
Shaggs and j, insane clown posse
Runnin with a meat cleaver, yo!
Psychopatchic
From the ny come myzery the red eye and raging
Minority and jumpsteady plotting retaliation
Suffocating dirty cats, player hatin
Gats we packin
Skullys and army jackets
Headed out of psychopathic
I got a plan so stack the ammo in the trunk
The word is that down town we don't front
Spark the blunt, give em what they want
Psycho thugs, loaded slugs
Loco in la cabesa
Get away rides in ce pasa
Destination para mi caco pato
There without muchacho
Cock slowly the deracho
There go that long acho
My shit is jammed
For you planned
Body's wounded badly
Move quickly before they bag me
Being chased down this dark alley
I'm a wounded ass
Minority hollering i gaba
I pulled out my blade
And carved it in him like a mansana
Now back to the ride floor it corpses
No remorse's
Psychopathic and spanish side we joining forces
Runnin with a meat cleaver, yo!
And if you missed it the name is twiztid
Runnin with a meat cleaver, yo!
Qui qua myzery para isla
Runnin with a meat cleaver, yo!
Shaggs and j, insane clown posse
Runnin with a meat cleaver, yo!
Psychopatchic
Myzery(i smell gun powder)
Twiztid
And the loco insane clown posse (i smell raisins)
Psychopathic records
Para siempre!
I smell garlic my head hurts
Cause my brain is cursed by voodoo wizards
My skin turns blue and i start to shake
My tongue comes out like a snake
Ssssss
Zunga bunga hooly goo bo
That's my ugandan voodoo flow
You don't know what it meant
Til the next day you wake up
With your dick in your homies butt
I might grab your face, twist your neck,
And then let it go (brrrrraaah)
And then shaggy climbs up my back
And we attack and hit ya like a 10 foot ninja(ninja!)
I paint my face like a clown
Other times i paint it like sting and come down
The rafters up at the mall and throw old folks to the ropes
And chop their throats (woooo!)
But i ain't no wrestler
I


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