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Insane Clown Posse
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I'm Coming Home
作词:Joseph Bruce, Mike Clark, Hot Chocolate
I lived my life in the gutter And this gutter is who I am Take me back home to my gutter And that's where I won't ever leave, again
Hey! I'm comin' home, home to the criminals and crooks Home to the Gangbangers shootin' dirty looks Home to the killer cops beatin' down my ass Home to my 72 Vallary prayin' it will last Past all the rich bitches try'na play me out Doggin' on my neighborhood, don't know what it's about So now I'm clockin' nuggets, never hangin' with the rich I'd rather hang out with the crookeds at the party store, bitch
Gimme Coney, Dawg, with a little smog 'Cuz it tastes better than the poisonous fog Seen it from the sewers in my slummy neighborhood But the ghetto got love and the love is all good So I don't give a fuck about your mansion by the lake You can suck my dingaling until your neck breaks 'Cuz all I wanna do is hang with the Zombies in the Zone Break out with the Faygo, I'm comin' home
Home to the creatures, home to the crooks Home to the fools readin' witchcraft books Home to the monsters roamin' the land I wanna come home but ya don't understand
Bitch, I'm comin' home, and I'm not alone Jokers and freaks and the dead body bones Every single thing that ya never wanna see 更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 Add it all together and ya got me Ah, nobody give a fuck about your punk ass rules Keystone coppers and your hypocrite schools I'd much rather lay around the streets and the gutter And make dirty phone calls to your rich mother
Put up last midnight and I'm wakin' up the dead Then we playin' kickball with sombody's head We go skinny-dippin' in the barrels of toxic waste After that, I pour myself a little taste So tell your mother that she's nothin' but a fat bitch And all my homies don't care if the hoe's rich Somebody out here, please let me know if there's a phone I need to call my mother, and tell her I'm comin' home
Home to the creatures, home to the crooks Home to the fools readin' witchcraft books Home to the monsters roamin' the land I wanna come home but ya don't understand
Home to the creatures, home to the crooks Home to the fools readin' witchcraft books Home to the monsters roamin' the land I wanna come home but ya don't understand
Home to the creatures, home to the crooks Home to the fools readin' witchcraft books Home to the monsters roamin' the land I wanna come home but ya don't understand ...
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