Just Another Crazy Click

I choke (No) Might as well hold up, aight listen (f**kin' go) I stab you with an umbrella and then open it (No) 'Cause I'm sick like a diseased Ethiopian (That shit's wack) No wait, f**k that, aight hold up (Aight come on) Wait a second, listen I peel your cap back with a cannon ball I buck 'em all, f**k 'em all (Yeah) We standin' tall, Three 6 Mafia (Yes, yes) Insane Clown Posse and Twiztid (No) We used to, we used to, we used to rob for them petty things Like a gold chain, or a mothaf**kin' pinky ring, now it's cocaine If you see me on the dope train, I'm the dope man Cigarettes in my right hand, ready to make a stand Old folks scared of eye-gain, out the window pane They be lookin' wit a migraine while I catch a drain And you know it's a f**kin' shame When you in this game tryin' to sell to a sprung lane I control ya brain Now do my niggas bust glocks, f**k wit us bitch, see It's the buckest of the four, bust a trick make 'em bleed Through his neck, through his back, nigga cover them, hoes Ain't no else gonna 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 We be just anotha crazy click Doin' whatever to get us by when we pumped up You outta luck bitch, I ain't gonna lie, put ya guards up Show 'em who really runnin' the streets With them calicos, all kinds of shit, bitch You can't compete Just anotha crazy click Doin' whatever to get us by when we pumped up You outta luck bitch, I ain't gonna lie, put ya guards up Show 'em who really runnin' the streets With them calicos, all kinds of shit, bitch You can't compete We the click that don't play Quick to rip your head off and hand it to Violent J And bury it away, I'm on a spree Killin' for free without a conscience Bitches we on a mission to bomb shit Twiztid, ICP, with that Triple Six Click Hoes that pop lip, can eat a d**k or get your neck slit I'm havin' these memory lapses of bodies off in the caskets With no heads, Monoxide, ruler of tha dead We 50-deep on the lawn with the Psychopathic leathers on You say it's on so come bring it on We gettin' drunk at your 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 Pure uncut, redefinin' rugged and raw We be just anotha crazy click Doin' whatever to get us by when we pumped up You outta luck bitch, I ain't gonna lie, put ya guards up Show 'em who really runnin' the streets With them calicos, all kinds of shit, bitch You can't compete Just anotha crazy click Doin' whatever to get us by when we pumped up You outta luck bitch, I ain't gonna lie, put ya guards up Show 'em who really runnin' the streets With them calicos, all kinds of shit, bitch You can't compete Just anotha crazy click to f**k around and bury ya Takin' care of ya, we the scarier than malaria I walk around your neighborhood like Frankenstein Chokin' anybody I find, I'm takin' mine Ya muthaf**kas can't get near it, 'cause ya fear it Look at my gla*s eye, I'm sick like Lou Gherig I don't know Judo, but I go kill ya f**k you up so bad, a wheel chair couldn't see ya Listen, you hear that slut? That was me, pullin' this stick out ya butt I'm a juggalo, serial killa, steady screamin', f**k y'all I stab bitches wit a chain saw We walk around Compton and Watts, beatin' scrubs up And right into thugs face, I throw the dubs up We tearin' clubs up down south from the D Three Six y'all, Twiztid and ICP Baby what? We be just anotha crazy click Doin' whatever to get us by when we pumped up You outta luck bitch, I ain't gonna lie, put ya guards up Show 'em who really runnin' the streets With them calicos, all kinds of shit, bitch You can't compete Just anotha crazy click Doin' whatever to get us by when we pumped up You outta luck bitch, I ain't gonna lie, put ya guards up Show 'em who really runnin' the streets