I Want My Shit lyrics

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It was like march, aprilFuckin lebra (fuckin, um, shit)Torus, born in 1775I'm like 300 and somethin, but I'm still aliveI used to hang with the original, billy the kidYou probably think I'm only playin but, I didMy daddy's were a 2 headed freak showMama a fortune tella, azmerella zellaAnyway they had sex on a oija boardAnd I was born the next day(who? ) violent jWhen I was 14 I tripped on the train trackAnd I was crushed right there, on the steel rackI'm out cold, they though it would fuck me upI got up and itched my butt, and I'm like, what? Everybody tripped and called me the clown devil boy,Child of the witch heifer, whateverTied me up burned me and threw stonesHad a few scrapes and cuts, smokey nutsAfter that they started bowin and shitPrayin to me, you know how those primatives getI said get off my dick I ain't a saviorI'm what ya call a juggalo, and all I want is my flava4 simple things in this bitch before I dieI want a rusty axI wanna know voodooA fat bitch named bridgetAnd a little sip of faygo tooTill I get my shit in this motha fuckaI will neva die!(ah, hell yeah, so anyway...)50 years passed all my homey's are old ass fucksI ain't even got hair on my nutsI left the village in the search of my ends,I wrestled alligators, battled terminatorsNothin ever killed me, nothin could harm meI fought in the civil war, yankees armyI walked across enemy lines with a mack 10Man they didn't even have that shit back thenHow you just gonna come in my shit and fuck it up? Well at least make this shit sound real man, damn!I walked acrossed enemy lines with a, lanternSteddy takin cannon balls, to the ballsThe war ended, I traveled the country
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horse backUntil this fool tried to horse jackHe put his gat to my head and blew my face upDidn't even smear the makeupI took his gun a put a divet in his neckThe sherriff didn't like it, I got endited87 long years in the state penTill they finally forgot why they put me inThey had to let me go, can't hold me on nothinOn they way out they like,Yo ain't you like a houndred and somethin? I'm said yeah thats right,And I ain't gonna die till I get my shit mothaFucka!!!I want a rusty axI wanna know voodooA fat bitch named bridgetJust a little sip or twoTill I get my shit in this motha fuckaI will neva die!I slept under bridges, lived in a valleyI climbed up mountains, searched the alleysMore years passed and I still ain't diedNow I'm in detroit on the southwest sideMy homie has an impala blue '67Last night we hit the road pushin one elevenI stuck my head out the window,Ttold 'em forward the mostAnd let my nugget ping off a light postHahahaha hell yeah cuz,Yeah it hurts a little bit but then ya gotta straight buzzThe world hates me cuz of shit like thisThey always try and kill me but, missI know it's odd cuz my face is forever paintedWhen I was born the bitch ass doctor faintedMy tongues a little long I choke people with itLooks kinda nasty, but chicks dig itAnd I told ya my neck can stretch for milesI sorta look like somethin from the x-filesPeople wanna see me die for then a little bitBut I'm a juggalo, and as a juggalo I want my shitAnd I ain't gonna die till I get it!!!!I want a rusty axI wanna know voodooA fat bitch named bridgetI said faygo fuck mountain dewTill I get my shit in this motha fuckaI will neva diiiiiiiiiieeeeee!Diiiiiiieeeeee! (2x)

Writer(s): Joseph Bruce, Mike E. Clark
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