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Insane Clown Posse

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Insane Clown Posse

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Год рождения: 1989
Возраст: 30 лет
Место рождения: Детройт, Мичиган, США

How Does It Feel?

Хип-хоп дуэт



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long before the advent of high fidelity as a result you



may detect an occaisional surface noise or volume drop



due to transmission problems so common to old radio.



We hope however that any variants in audio quality will



not take away from your pleasure in listening to this,



one of the all time favorite...."



How does it feel to be you



How does it feel to feel the way you do



Your so decisive



And I don't care if you lie though you hate me



I know you motherfuckas bound to underrate me



Lookin' through your window as a thunder bolt strikes



the ground



Wind blowin' through the trees make an irritating sound



Like the voice in the back of my head when I'm immune



To the confines of Draculas tomb



9th rate man made nosferata



Howls of the night sendin' shocks through your body



Phatter than Poveratti



Speak softly or back up off me feline 'fore I gaze in



your eyes and blow your mind



Sickness what I depicted is ordered and evicted



frequently described as bein' bein twiztid or wicked



Predicted many sights seen happening to lives



Perform on the daily in disguise



Sinister



Tell the minister to bless my soul



Momma made me mind broken and went outta control



Smash the remote control through television screen



blame it on the movie or a dream, it's all the same



Mind games, little prodigies' paralized



Swollen little brain mesmerized



Then he dies



Left alone in a world full of hate



Body rots away while his mind incubates



How does it feel to be you



How does it feel to feel the way you do



Your so decisive



And I don't care if you lie though you hate me



I know you motherfuckas bound to underrate me



How does it feel to be you



How does it feel to feel the way you do



Your so decisive



And I don't care if you lie though you hate me



I know you motherfuckas bound to underrate me



You label me a paranoid skitzophrenic



Known on this planet for 2 things; talkin' shit and



automatic



Mind gets transferred in little walks through the woods



Bury you alive if I could



Boppin' through the hood with a body in the trunk



Unidentified because he's known as a chump



I hear him keep talkin' junk in my ear



But nobody else can hear



I look around and I'm feelin' weird



Palms are sweaty I'm 'bout to black out



Last chance but nothin could stop this twiztid sprout



I'm all about mad cussin'



Fuck you and the red martian



Peon wreckin and skull crushin'



Turnin' bitches to dust and when I recite you folks die



Like I creep in the night, I let your soul fly



So high that I never touch ground



Make it so your bodies never found



Another Unsolved Mystery




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