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作曲 : Clark, Insane Clown Posse ... |
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(violent j) |
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Hound dogez mutha*******er |
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Get off my nizos |
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Get off my nutz |
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Get off my *******! |
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Verse 1-*******gy 2 **** |
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*******t mutha*******in hound doggz, what? |
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Swinging from my ******* so hard, it's like i got a third nut |
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And look, i dont care who you know *******, |
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Looking fine, get the ******* to the back of the line |
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Liar hoe, saying you mah cousin |
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Like my momma and your momma sister's or something |
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Oh yeah we down, go ahead let'em in |
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Blah!!!!!!!!!! knuckle hammers to the chin |
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Get down wit me, and ill be down back |
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Put my ******* in your mouth, your gonna hear ya neck snap(crack!) |
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Infact hoe , ******* off my bus |
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Ask questions like a mut but they down to *******?(no) |
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You see em go ,you see em go ,you see em come again |
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>from my ******* to twiztid's ******* and then |
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To violent j's ******* to blaze's *******, try to grope us wit they paws |
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Goddamn hound dogz! |
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Chorus |
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"bow wow wow yippe yo yippe yay" |
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"hound dogz aint got *******t to say" |
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"bow wow wow yippe yo yippe yay" |
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"givva dog a bone, givva a dog a bone" |
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X2 |
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Verse 2- jamie maddrox |
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What's the whole meaning of a hound dog? (what?) |
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Butt sniffing, ******* licking, all kinds of rouges yall |
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Im in a club, smoking on a ******* |
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Step on out to get alil freshair |
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But i cant do that, i get attacked like a cardiac |
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People rush front ta back, like sign that |
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Aint nuttin wrong wit giving me props |
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But acting like the punk ass cops |
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And swinging off my nutts has gotta stop |
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Walk around, spreading rumors like ya know |
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Saying *******t you heard me say to a hoe after a show |
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Homie, i dont play that *******t one bit |
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******* around and get your head cut off like quick |
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Psychopathic ******* boy, peep the axe |
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Specializing in splitting a hound dogz' back |
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Plotting against the whole world of facts |
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So get off my ******* and im out like that |
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Interlude |
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(jamie maddrox) |
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Alright yall |
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(some *******) |
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Wait, commere! |
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Oh my god, you dont remember me? |
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(jamie maddrox) |
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Nah... |
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(some *******) |
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I had a crush on you for like nine years |
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(jamie maddrox) |
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I dont know you fat *******! |
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(some *******) |
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It's me, jenny |
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I sat behind you in mrs. coberry's chemistry class |
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(jamie maddrox) |
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******* i didn't even go to school |
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(some *******) |
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No, im saying if you were to sit there it would of been the *******t |
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Think you could sign my *******rt? |
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Verse 3- violent j |
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Hehehehehehehehe, yeah |
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I remember school, hoes back then were like "joe bruce ewwww" |
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Years passed by, and look im a star, now all those hoes like "joe bruce ahhhh" |
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Im still that nerdy ass voodoo nut |
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Now i got hound dogz sniffing my butt |
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I can have a worm hanging out of my ******* hole |
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And they be like "oh i think it's cute tho hehe" |
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Missed me wit all that, i aint changed any |
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Look at me i make big pun look skinny |
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Im ugly as ******* resembling a kligon |
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Hoes still let me get my ding-a-ling-a-swing on |
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What's up wit these pop kids buying my *******t? |
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Main street groupies get off my ******* |
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I wanna see real juggalos at shows |
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******* these backstreet richy fake hoes |
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Chorus x2 |
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Verse 4-blaze |
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You dont even know who the ******* i am |
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Yet ******* like "this is fresh" goddamn! |
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My lips is crusty, my feets is musty |
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Lift up my nuttz, and my itch is dusty |
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I aint had ******* in eleven years |
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I been dead, aint nobody shedding tears (no) |
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Look ******* i dont give a ******* about fame |
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Got ******* for ya *******, cause im married to the game |
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Aint no change to the *******t i spit |
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Site outlaw ******* for the days and weeks freak |
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I see you hating on my raiders cap |
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But back in the day you were all about that (sure was) |
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Shot that ass out back in eighty-nine |
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Bury revred oaks and his clock of mind |
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Rose from the dead wit the lotus clique |
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My guns played out, and i aint changing *******t (nope) |
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Interlude |
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(some *******) |
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Hey aren't you monoxide child? |
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(monoxide child) |
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That's right ******* |
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(some *******) |
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Right.... the skinny one |
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My best friend john is supposed to be cousin's with you or something |
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(monoxide child) |
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Who? |
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(some *******) |
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So i figure you can give me your phone number |
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And i can give it to him, and we all can hang out or something |
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(monoxide child) |
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*******iiit |
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(some *******) |
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Whateva, oh my god it's blaze |
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Hey dude call me! |
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Verse 5- monoxide child |
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Youse a hound dog *******, and i smack ya face |
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Ridding on my *******, now how my nutz taste? |
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Everywhere i go somebody want an photograph |
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Or an autograph or can i get a tap |
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How'd yall get started, ya *******t is really tight |
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And what be motivating yall to grab the pen and write |
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Listen hear little *******, im the killer in disguise |
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Twiztid mutha*******a wit the milk white eyes |
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I despise how ya purpatrate like a juggalo |
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But you aint down, mutha*******a you a juggahoe |
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Hey hoe you afraid of the facts |
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Never packing a gat, and always seen wit an axe (jump) |
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Take another picture and i break ya jaw |
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Got an eighty pound punch for every one of yall |
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Mutha*******az wit the ******* ass hound dog face (yeah) |
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My ass crack's exposed, go ahead and get a taste |
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Chorus x2 |
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Verse 6- violent j |
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Mutha*******in hound dogz mutha*******a |
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I got more *******t to say |
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Yo yo |
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It be the same hound dogz in differant cities |
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Staring at me like im a set of ******* |
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Autographing t*******rts hats and sox |
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And this ******* dont even know riddle box |
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Real juggalos dont want no picture |
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They just walk up like "what up ninja" |
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After that, they give a ******* where im heading |
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The're like ******* him we looking for nedden |
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And i dont need anymore free tattoos |
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Got my arms looking like motley crue's |
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I can be talking to the finest ******* in the land |
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And you run up like "hey, what up man" |
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That's when i slap you right on the spot |
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And have billy bill beat ya down in the parking lot |
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Do i think im better cause nedden comes easy? |
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For-sheze ******* |
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Bottom line yalls |
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Get off our ******* |
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Psychopathic out like biggie-smalls |
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"cant ******* with dark lotus biiiiiitch!" |