shaggy 2 dope - psychopathic solider lyrics
[intro]
i don’t know where you come from
(i don’t know where you come from)
yot is number one
(yot is number one)
no matter how long you been down
(no matter how long you been down)
psychopathic wicked clowns
(we’re psychopathic wicked clowns)
[verse 1]
808 [?]
the game’s turned to a battle ground, it’s apparent
the sleeping giant woke up, now you’re f-cked
throw out my uniform and soldier up
gots that hatin’ venom spit like bullets
bringed out my hatchet, cut your mullets
draped head to toe in red and black
got juggalos’ backs, where you at? (whoop whoop)
what i am is what i represent
juggalo since birth up until the present
and beyond, ’til they put me in the dirt
it’s a family bond, f-ck with it and get hurt
we got weak–ss hoes jumpin’ sh-t
goin’ awol, ebayin’ they sh-t
better call your mama, have to kiss her and hold ya
i thought i told you, i’m a psychopathic soldier
[chorus]
gear up (we headed to war)
fake b-tches (we aimin’ for)
hardened up (and playin’ no more)
(march over n0body on the floor)
we gearin’ up, doin’ this one thing
you fake b-tches, we wipin’ the slate clean
armed to the t–th, all play ceased
bust your f-ckin’ head, make your body leak
[post-chorus]
“you better be receiving what i’m trying to speak, you know what i’m saying? and you best be picking up what the f-ck i’m laying down, you little b-tch!”
[verse 2]
mother f-ckers is soft, trying to be hard, though
you can tell they [?]
turncoats, talking that sh-t
never would have been sh-t without the hatchet
you get the business end of the gat
no regrets or conscious, i blast
it’s [?], you feel
what your b-tch–ss crew gonna do when it gets real?
thought the gr-ss was greener on the other side
now you’re bent over, -ss open wide
i gotta thank you for takin’ out our trash
crying little b-tches, crumbs on the pants
feels good not dealin’ with them little girls
it’s bigger deals, us against the world
juggalos will unite, i told ya
feel the power of psychopathic soldiers
[chorus]
gear up (we headed to war)
fake b-tches (we aimin’ for)
hardened up (and playin’ no more)
(march over n0body on the floor)
we gearin’ up, doin’ this one thing
you fake b-tches, we wipin’ the slate clean
armed to the t–th, all play ceased
bust your f-ckin’ head, make your body leak
[post-chorus]
“we got mother f-ckers overstepping boundaries and sellin’ out, and now is the time we put these b-tch–ss hoes in they place!”
[verse 3]
mouth open, i shut it
throat exposed, i cut it
forehead shining, headb-tt it
try and crawl back? nah, b-tch!
once upon a time it was family tight
all of a sudden, mother f-ckers broke ride
psychopathic is a badge of honor
sn-tch if off your f-ckin’ chest, ’cause you a goner
[chorus]
gear up (we headed to war)
fake b-tches (we aimin’ for)
hardened up (and playin’ no more)
(march over n0body on the floor)
we gearin’ up, doin’ this one thing
you fake b-tches, we wipin’ the slate clean
armed to the t–th, all play ceased
bust your f-ckin’ head, make your body leak
[post-chorus]
“we give and give and give, and certain b-tch-made mother f-ckers wanna flip the script on us. it’s time to slit throats, you f-ck–ss b-tch boys!”
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