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insane clown posse - it rains diamonds/bitch slappaz lyrics

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it rains diamonds

sh-ggs 2 dope: kill me! whut! m-th- facku! murder murder! whut! i can’t in’ wait to die! please murder my mother in’ -ss off! bring it! cause i’m going to shangri-leezy!

violent j and sh-ggs 2 dope: have you ever tried/to get the up out your hole but/fall right back inside/once again denied. have you ever seen/people turn into the devil/over money green/tell me what it means. have you ever been/to the wicked part of town and/would you go again/they don’t want you in. would you follow me/if i knew where it rains diamonds/no more poverty/as clean as we can be, yeah

chorus: it rains diamonds nightly, in my shangri-la lit brightly, who could miss this so inviting? come stand mountain top and yell!

sh-ggs 2 dope: somebody stab my face or something! kill me! what the a ninja gotta do around here to get his dead on?

violent j and sh-ggs 2 dope: do you like to drink/would you a girl the day you met her/what you think/on the kitchen sink.

anybody killa: don’t you fire it up?

sh-ggs 2 dope: does this mean you wasted life now.

anybody killa: you’re completely ed?

icp: i would differ some.

violent j and sh-ggs 2 dope: hold your hatchet high/’cause we’re gonna need ’em when there’s/fire in the sky/together we will die. i can promise this/in my shangri-la you’ll have/enternal happiness/diamonds in the mist.

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jumpsteady: diamonds drift upon the mist of forgetfulness, bringing a peace untold, as i fade away to become what my eyes see, seeing into the eternity of shangri-la!

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b-tch slappaz (hidden track)

violent j and blaze ya dead homie: take it back now. come on, come on! b-tch slap till the break of dawn. icp! blaze ya dead homie! b-tch slap till the early morn’.

violent j: six in the morning police at my door, already gotta slap some more. stuck my hand out the mail shoot, b-tch slap sergeant and first recruit.

blaze ya dead homie: i came out the -ss b-tch slap some, gradeschool, highschool, b-tch slap with guns. i remember gettin baptized by the reverand, i b-tch slapped the bible out of his hand.

violent j: the b-tch slap master up in the place, i b-tch slap your train-wrecked face. dont -ssume friendlyness with fame, i b-tch slap the sound out ya name. don’t call ya, ’cause ya not here, b-tch slap out the stratesphere. mike p. did the track, he b-tch slapped, pop formats straight to the back.

blaze ya dead homie: don’t let me show up on trl, i’m b-tch slappin’ everybody to h-ll. i’m down with the clown, east side till i’m gone, everybody singin’ that southwest song.

violent j: i b-tch slap wigs off, everyday, i b-tch slap old ladies out of my way. southwest side, b-tch slap capitol, every b-tch made mo- ers smack ’em. for our b-tch slap victims, i don’t care, i b-tch slap cowlicks into your hair. faygo in a pillow case, don’t manage, i’ll b-tch slap your head, brain damage.

blaze ya dead homie: i’ll b-tch slap cheeks , s off, i been known to slap a m-th- as pants off. i b-tch slap planes out of the sky, i b-tch slap truth out of a lie.

sh-ggs 2 dope: call me sh-ggy spinic slappor, i b-tch slap mo- ers galore. saying we fake, wanna test the rep., step your -ss on up and get b-tch slapped.

chorus: wut you call a crew that be smackin’ like that? wicked! insane clown smack your -ss to the back.

violent j: speakin’ of smackin’, it’s making me sick, everybody’s talkin’ that smackin’ sh-t. sayin’ they smackin’ with the icp,

blaze ya dead homie: just ’cause i am they wanna be like me. (what?)

violent j, sh-ggs 2 dope and blaze ya dead homie: talkin’ that sh-t, you need to leave the place, knowing you never even smacked a face. claiming our sh-t, that’s our sh-t you trash, m-th- er, we about to smack your -ss.

- insane clown posse lyrics

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