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๐Ÿ‘ค Insane Clown Posse, Mike E. Clark & Swollen Members โ€ข ๐ŸŽผ The Mighty Death Pop! Box Set โ€ข โฑ๏ธ 4:28
๐ŸŽต 3040 characters
โฑ๏ธ 4:28 duration
๐Ÿ†” ID: 5009428

๐Ÿ“œ Lyrics

ICP, Swollen Members!
That underground connect
Swiftly movin' in the dark of night!
Over this Mike E. Clark...
Right here!

A lot of severely depressed kids...
Uh, really enjoy music a lot
So I think this, uh...
Draws a lot...
Raise him out of his shell socially
It's been really good for boys...
Looks forward to the music

Well...
I have panic disorder, rage, severe depression
On top of all that, I'm stressin' (Uh-huh)
Took a blind date to my therapy session
And then tried to kill her, her first impression
Was I'm groovy, I gotta be. I need a lobotomy. (Yes)
But, when I press "Play," trouble leaves up outta me
Fuck the real world that my fat ass stuck in
Cause in my music, hotties are fuckin'! (Whoo!)
Expression, gettin' out all I wrote
Depression, rippin' out all your throat!
And if my hearing was ever to go...
Mass murder would be inevitable! (Ha ha huh ha!)
I'm a slick romantic, quick witted and funny
Take away my tunage and shit gets bloody! (Blah!)
Pull out the plug and kill the track
Instant panic attack!
Gigantic!

I strive!
Only through the magical world of melody!
I'd rather die!
Than face the sounds of my reality!

Just let the rhythm ride
And I'll survive somewhere inside it!
Lemme strum wit' the bass and drum
I wanna run to the place I come from!
Silence is pain, stress and pressure!
Paint my picture, so much fresher!
Kill the quiet, play it again!
Keep me alive, never let it end!
So, let the rhythm ride
And I'll survive somewhere inside it!
Lemme strum wit' the bass and drum
I wanna run to the place I come from!

Blood on my hands, blood on my T-Shirt
And everywhere else it could reach or squirt!
Violence, brought upon by silence
When they kill the beat, that's where my mind went! (Woo hoo hoo!)
My nerves went acrobatic
Skippin', flippin', trippin' what happened?
They say, "Hip-hop's for kids!" Silly rabbit!
Your throat I snap and squeeze and stab it!
They drive terrorists out wit' rock n roll
They don't gimme any, and I'm outta control!
All I need is freedom, unlock my soul!
Ignite my powers, shock explode!

A lot of severely depressed kids...
Uh, really enjoy music a lot
So I think this, uh...
Draws a lot...
Raise him out of his shell socially

My name's Madchild, I got mental problems
Walk around town a demented goblin
I'm the little monster, I'm going back shit!
Axes and hatchets, packets of matches!
Homicidal maniac, I am diabolical!
Angry and maniacal, I'm a human fireball!
Stand vertical, Mad's a mass murderer!
Psycho laugh hurting you, mad to mass burglar!

I'm Illusionary, confusin' my very essence
Execution from electricutin' every sentence
Very buried his verses come out the graveyard of profession
No comparin' our performance to the patterns of aggression. (C'mon!)
Incandescent like fluorescent light, sights upon the target!
When I hit it I'mma get it 'til the music flood the market!
I'm a tsunami, Swollen Army general front liner, flat liner
Black binder, rhyme book fact finder! (Yeah!)

I strive!
I strive through the melody!
I'd rather die!
Than face reality!

โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics

[00:01.47] ICP, Swollen Members!
[00:05.22] That underground connect
[00:10.73] Swiftly movin' in the dark of night!
[00:13.44] Over this Mike E. Clark...
[00:15.33] Right here!
[00:17.19] A lot of severely depressed kids...
[00:18.99] Uh, really enjoy music a lot
[00:24.49] So I think this, uh...
[00:25.36] Draws a lot...
[00:27.16] Raise him out of his shell socially
[00:29.93] It's been really good for boys...
[00:31.74] Looks forward to the music
[00:33.54] Well...
[00:34.42] I have panic disorder, rage, severe depression
[00:37.27] On top of all that, I'm stressin' (Uh-huh)
[00:38.18] Took a blind date to my therapy session
[00:40.80] And then tried to kill her, her first impression
[00:42.74] Was I'm groovy, I gotta be. I need a lobotomy. (Yes)
[00:45.40] But, when I press "Play," trouble leaves up outta me
[00:47.27] Fuck the real world that my fat ass stuck in
[00:50.96] Cause in my music, hotties are fuckin'! (Whoo!)
[00:51.87] Expression, gettin' out all I wrote
[00:54.57] Depression, rippin' out all your throat!
[00:55.93] And if my hearing was ever to go...
[00:57.70] Mass murder would be inevitable! (Ha ha huh ha!)
[01:00.43] I'm a slick romantic, quick witted and funny
[01:02.30] Take away my tunage and shit gets bloody! (Blah!)
[01:05.02] Pull out the plug and kill the track
[01:06.83] Instant panic attack!
[01:08.64] Gigantic!
[01:09.55] I strive!
[01:10.51] Only through the magical world of melody!
[01:13.26] I'd rather die!
[01:16.08] Than face the sounds of my reality!
[01:17.86] Just let the rhythm ride
[01:28.79] And I'll survive somewhere inside it!
[01:30.67] Lemme strum wit' the bass and drum
[01:33.35] I wanna run to the place I come from!
[01:35.18] Silence is pain, stress and pressure!
[01:37.94] Paint my picture, so much fresher!
[01:39.72] Kill the quiet, play it again!
[01:41.52] Keep me alive, never let it end!
[01:44.38] So, let the rhythm ride
[01:46.17] And I'll survive somewhere inside it!
[01:48.84] Lemme strum wit' the bass and drum
[01:50.66] I wanna run to the place I come from!
[01:52.55] Blood on my hands, blood on my T-Shirt
[01:55.24] And everywhere else it could reach or squirt!
[01:57.00] Violence, brought upon by silence
[01:59.56] When they kill the beat, that's where my mind went! (Woo hoo hoo!)
[02:01.31] My nerves went acrobatic
[02:03.27] Skippin', flippin', trippin' what happened?
[02:06.53] They say, "Hip-hop's for kids!" Silly rabbit!
[02:07.58] Your throat I snap and squeeze and stab it!
[02:10.22] They drive terrorists out wit' rock n roll
[02:12.95] They don't gimme any, and I'm outta control!
[02:14.82] All I need is freedom, unlock my soul!
[02:16.61] Ignite my powers, shock explode!
[02:19.36] A lot of severely depressed kids...
[02:47.76] Uh, really enjoy music a lot
[02:51.35] So I think this, uh...
[02:53.11] Draws a lot...
[02:55.07] Raise him out of his shell socially
[02:57.72] My name's Madchild, I got mental problems
[03:00.49] Walk around town a demented goblin
[03:02.33] I'm the little monster, I'm going back shit!
[03:05.02] Axes and hatchets, packets of matches!
[03:06.87] Homicidal maniac, I am diabolical!
[03:08.89] Angry and maniacal, I'm a human fireball!
[03:11.60] Stand vertical, Mad's a mass murderer!
[03:13.41] Psycho laugh hurting you, mad to mass burglar!
[03:15.22] I'm Illusionary, confusin' my very essence
[03:17.92] Execution from electricutin' every sentence
[03:19.80] Very buried his verses come out the graveyard of profession
[03:21.69] No comparin' our performance to the patterns of aggression. (C'mon!)
[03:24.36] Incandescent like fluorescent light, sights upon the target!
[03:27.16] When I hit it I'mma get it 'til the music flood the market!
[03:28.94] I'm a tsunami, Swollen Army general front liner, flat liner
[03:31.91] Black binder, rhyme book fact finder! (Yeah!)
[03:33.77] I strive!
[03:37.41] I strive through the melody!
[03:39.22] I'd rather die!
[03:40.14] Than face reality!
[03:42.04]

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