Insane Clown Posse - Burning Up lyrics

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Insane Clown Posse - Burning Up lyrics

[Intro :Shaggy 2 Dope] All walks of life up in here tonight baby! [Verse 1: Violent J] This b**h Rashell f**ed on her boyfriend in her boyfriend's bed And Crazy Carlos smacked his baby mama off in the head And Jonathan beat his son like his daddy beat him But swore he'd never do nobody like his daddy did him And then Sandra used her p**yhole to get to the top And Baby D, he shot somebody, it went bad from the drop And then Diane worked at a hospital, took care of old souls She was abusive, her afterlife sees no gold roads And Mr. Richards was a richie fella, born with every penny Everyone around him hungry but he never gave 'em any And then Steven was a businessman, an educated citizen at the top p**nography of children in his laptop Take your spot and hang on cause it's crowded in hell You in the belly of the beast now, it was Heaven in jail And don't try to make no friends cause don't nobody got no tongues If the Witch look your way, somehow it crushes your lungs.. [Verse 2: Violent J] Playa Playa was a boss man, callin' out shots 'Til he caught one, then everything stops, the floor drops As he's screamin' and fallin', we see how pointless was the ballin' When eternity is callin', agony will be appallin' Don't cry for the dead cause they cry for you Because we laugh about an aftermath but they know how true And listen, ain't no-f**in'-body gettin' it worse than you and me And ain't nobody gettin' it worse than you and me and we will see A pterodactyl swoop through the caverns of Hell And carry 2 unfortunates off to the Ogre's cell It ain't no guards playin' cards, ain't no uniforms needed You the only one around bu*t-naked, bloody and bleedin' With 7 demons in your ear got you believin' your heathen Talk you into pulling out your own intestines to get even You were born with the shine but you lost it down the line You f**ed life up and you can't rewind.. [Hook: Shaggy 2 Dope] f** what you're tellin' me! We burning up! The witch keeps sellin' me! We burning up! Sins, we earn em' up! They keep turning up! And we turn corrupt! 'Til we burning lovely! [Verse 3: Violent J] Judge Shaw was a judge, snake holes are his eyes There go anohter judge, another judge, somebody despise And there go so many judges, the judges in Hell So many f**in' judges in Hell, they bludgeon 'em well Fat Pat like his daddy was a bigot pullin' duty He can tell it to them gargoyles f**in' on his booty And Shawna liked money but mistook it for love Now when the Witch's wings spread, she give him head and look above Black Sundays, Armageddon, maggots and rape Hell's Pit got some fire for you f*ggots with hate Eddie Burrow hit his wife and put a tooth in his knuckle Later on he lost his life in a scuffle, now he in trouble You was a rebel, you nobody no mo' To the Devil on the double you go Ain't no level to the trouble you know And eternity goes..and eternity goes.. [Hook x2]

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