Never Had It Made (исполнитель: Insane Clown Posse)

No! No!! NOOOOO!!!!!!!!! 
"Next." 
"Uh, yes Mr. Gatekeeper, now we have, uh, Joeseph [bad word]  also known as Violent J." 
"Oh yes, I've heard of that hideous [bad word]  Tell me, what makes you think I'd EVER allow you into these pearly gates?"
"Wait man, lemme explain dawg!"

First I was born young and healthy 
I told my mother one day I'd be wealthy 
Can't forget my first day at school 
Got stabbed in the head with a pencil, but it's cool 
Get my education 
job and a family, a good reputation 
And what about grade two? 
Got shot in the neck and the bullet went straight through 
But I'm packin' a textbook 
Don't [bad word] with me
Cuz I'm going to grade three 
Thank God it's lunch in a minute 
Bit into my hot dog with a razorblade in it 
And it cut my tongue off 
But I know how to multiply so what's up, boss 
Finally had to step out 
I dropped out of school when they ripped my neck out 
Who knows where the road led? 
Seen a man with a briefcase and no head 
So I'm like [bad word] that 
Show me a quarter and an ounce of crack 
And I'm straighter than a [bad word] lightpost 
I sold a lot of crack but I bought the most 

Now I'm a basehead down on my luck 
Roaming the streets and got hit by a Mack [bad word] 
And thrown up on a block 
But I'm thinking nothing but gimme a rock 
Holding my sign "I'll work for crack" 
With my old [bad word] E.T. shirt on my back 
And I'm sleeping in the gutter 
Right next to Jam Town's mother 
I'm eating dead rats in the street 
I keep on checking for my own heart beat 
Now I'm weighing at a buck-o-five 
Twitchy little neck and I'm barely alive 
Got my first taste of life in [bad word] 
I ate a dead man, shhh, but don't tell 
"Excuse me sir, can you spare some change?" 
I'll cut your face off and eat your brains 
You know all about me 
Ya act like ya ain't never seen penitentiary

"We the jury find the defendant guilty of 47 counts of first degree murder."
"Very well. Mr. [bad word]  do you have any last words before your sentence?"
"Yeah...your mudda."
"Fine...LIFE IN PRISON [bad word] #33;!!!!!"

Spitting and cussing and you know I'm [bad word] 
With these iron braces on my [bad word] wrists 
And I'm heading for the slammer 
Serial killa, all on the camera 
First day, they broke my back 
Next day, they broke my neck 
Third day, they broke my leg 
Fourth day, they broke my head 
Swallow it and kept on [bad word] 
But there'll be no [bad word] 
That's strictly for the soft 
Ain't seen a freak in a week and my nuts fell off 
So I'm fidna escape 
How much [bad word] can one klepto take? 
"Stop, fool!! Stop or I'll fire!!" 
Shot me off and I fell in the razor wire 
I'm all tangled up
Cut-cut-cut
Slit...slit-cut-cut 
You don't love me, I really don't care 
Tie my [bad word] up in the electric chair 
Got no family, I got no friends 
I pray to God that my life ends 

"Do you have any last words my son?"
"Yes Father, I do."
"SO WHAT!!!"
*zzzzzaaappp!!!*

They thought that they had killed me 
They took me to the morgue 
I'm just a little stiff that's all...like a board 
I lay there in my coffin, just chill and wait and chill 
But then I jump out 
Knife swinging all about 
And [bad word] mother [bad word] kill!!

I used to wonder what life's about 
Till it chewed me up and spit me out 
Your ghetto created a psycho nut 
Not just psycho, psycho nut 
Now I'm living in the walls of your house 
And I'll die there and lay and rot like a dead mouse 
I'm packing a sickle 
I'm on your roof and I'm playing the fiddle 
You want me in a straight jacket 
Cuz when I see a throat, I'ma hack it 
Where I'm at? What's my name? 
Somehow, somewhere, I got hit by a train 
And it ripped my legs off 
Huh, nothing but a minor cough 
You can't get me 
I swing from a tree 
Shouting and cussing and shooting at me 
Everybody's addin' they two cents 
My branch broke and I fell on a picket fence 
I'm stuck and [bad word] to get me 
Rip myself off and I took my lungs with me 

I'm stuffing them back in 
 [bad word] #33; They won't go back in 
Now my life's gettin' dense 
Cuz my heart's still beating on a wooden fence 
They shoot me up and down 
Thinking, thinking, thinking clown 
Wicked, wicked, wicked clown

You wanna know about a wicked clown 
You wanna know!!
You wanna know!!
You wanna know all about a wicked clown
wicked clown
wicked clooooooooown......
You wanna know about a wicked clown...
I never had it made!
I never had it made!
You wanna know...you wanna know I never had it made!
wicked clown
You wanna know...
You wanna know about a wicked clown...
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