Letra Juggalo Paradise de Icp (insane Clown Posse) original
I'm sweating again I always do I should probably take anotha pill or 2 In the mirror I see the face of Frankenstein And that face is mine I go to work at subway slicin hams Cut my finger off again (chop) I walk home try to dodge and hide from thugs That like to beat on scrubs I go through this all the time, though I call (j, where the fuck you at) (the mall) (did you get your ass stomped again) (naw,....yyesss,....so) Nobody sees what I see do they? They just cast me inside put my away No friends, no style no place to go Until I went juggalo Chorus 2x> Its all for you, it's all for you, Its calling you, it's all that's left to do That's why it's all for you Look at me now man brain dead I can derail a fuckin train with my forehead I now live by the carnival deminions So muthafuck your opinions I'm a loonypath, I kill pedestrians Family, neighbors, best of friends Anybody, and if I don't kill em' I keep'em in my basement and drill'em Just kiddin', all I really did was unlock the forbidden I just let my fuckin mind unwind I don't care what you think you don't intertwine Fuck the world, fuck everybody in it Even the sneaker pimps girl, I'd fuck her in a minute You can live to impress dress fresh bitch I don't care Fuck everybody out there I smoke peace pipes with indian-war chiefs I steal jewels with chinese ninja thieves I kiss whales like gupies and crushwalls I through giant ice bergs like snow balls I serve title waves, drink molten rock Ill put a fuckin tornado in a headlock I go to Italy and straighten that tower And whatever the fuck I want with the juggalo power Chorus 2x> Its all for you, it's all for you, Its calling you, it's all that's left to do That's why it's all for you Here I go again, another day Dealing with these muthafuckin idiots at subway Its ok, because I see behind it And I keep myself reminded None of these robots 9-to-5 puppets that I see Are any better than me mothafucker There just strugglin in the world they chose I'm waiting on the wagons with my juggalos