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Insane Clown Posse - Juggalo Homies lyrics
(feat. Twiztid) (I know you ain't there That's why I just want to let you know something bro You all know I love you You all know you're my homies And eh... Alright we'll talk later - peace!) [Violent J] Let me ask you this about this life we live And let me try to swerve some of this attention you give To them distant ass relatives over ham dinner If they really missed you so much Why don't they just call a (Muthafucka) ? If you wasn't blood, would you still have love? Or infact does the blood make you think you have to love? Look, I probably love my family more than anybody here But my homies are family too, 3rd cousins' get outta here Who was you with when you got tattooed? And who was you trippin' with when you did them mushrooms? And who the fuck threw up all over your car? And then felt worse than you about that shit in the morning? (Friends ya'll) [Shaggy 2 Dope] Who loaned you money, homie? Who owes you cash? (Who?) Who taught you how to use the bong for the grass? (Who?) I don't know much but I gotta assume When ya hit ya first neden, ya homies was in the other room [Chorus] We talkin' about HOMIES! HOMIES! Talkin' about the Road Dogs of mine Our motha fuckin' HOMIES! HOMIES! We throwin' up clown love signs (Real Juggalo) HOMIES! HOMIES! Talkin' about the Road Dogs of mine HOMIES! HOMIES! [Violent J] Have you ever had a job that you truly despise? Like I don't know maybe dish washin', or fuckin' flippin' fries And you got this boss who thinks he's the Don Mega Because he the head manager (Chief Chili Fry Maker) All you can vision is ya'll beating him down Your homies standing on his back while you kicking his head around But responsibility is there, I can't lie tho I'd of been plucked his fucking eye ball out with a chicken bone I'm crazy as fuck, i'll rip your peircings off And now my homies are holding me back so I don't look soft [Shaggy 2 Dope] When you snuck the car out who did you get? (Who?) And when you got caught, who you blame the shit? (Who?) Who can you relax around and scratch your balls? (Who?) Homies, i'm talking about like you and yours [Chorus] We talkin' about HOMIES! HOMIES! Talkin' about the Road Dogs of mine Our motha fuckin' HOMIES! HOMIES! We throwin' up clown love signs (Real Juggalo) HOMIES! HOMIES! Talkin' about the Road Dogs of mine HOMIES! HOMIES! [Violent J, Anybody Killers, and Juggalos] You don't like me, you can fuck on! Carnival ain't for everyone! Keep it in your click fuck the outside baby You don't like me, you can fuck on! Carnival ain't for everyone! Runnin' with the homies until i'm old like Grady [Jamie Madrox] Me and my homies stay tight like a noose And if you step to one of us you better step to the whole crew I never knew that I could depend That I could have some friends that's down to the very end Well that's my homeboys excuse me, my family And when we conquer the world We mackin' on the galaxy 'cause sky's the limit and we ain't finished And if my homies gonna ride ya know I'm with it [Monoxide Child] Puff it and pass it and I give it to my homies ya'll Hit it and quit it and then I give it to my homies ya'll I got the world around my finger with my homies ya'll And everything is obsolete unless I hear my homies call We world wide, were homies around the planet Sticking together like zippers on Michael Jackson's "Beat It jacket" They got my back like a tat for that, I love ya'll Hanging till we old and gray like grandpas (Psychopathic) [Chorus - Repeat somewhat] We talkin' about HOMIES! HOMIES! Talkin' about the Road Dogs of mine Our motha fuckin' HOMIES! HOMIES! We throwin' up clown love signs (Real Juggalo) HOMIES! HOMIES! Talkin' about the Road Dogs of mine HOMIES! HOMIES! You don't like me, you can fuck on! Carnival ain't for everyone! Keep it in your click fuck the outside baby You don't like me, you can fuck on! Carnival ain't for everyone! Runnin' with the homies until i'm old like Grady You don't like me, you can fuck on! Carnival ain't for everyone! Keep it in your click fuck the outside baby You don't like me, you can fuck on! Carnival ain't for everyone! Swingin' hatches on the daily with my crew actin' crazy |
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