I tried (1) You don't need no explanation, I travel the world I travel the ocean Hang on You don't need no explanation, I travel the world I travel
please, send me back, I don't wanna die I'm not as strong as I was and I can't lie During all the mayhem somehow I remained calm And I woke up singing
bit But I'm a juggalo, and as a juggalo I want my shit And I ain't gonna die till I get it I want a rusty axe, I wanna know voodoo A fat bitch named
she's finding matches inside of my pockets that say I trip Which means I might get caught, lose everything that I bought The house, kids and the car, I know this sounds
and vowels The consequence of sounds The consonants and vowels The consequence of sounds Ahh ah ah ah ahh ah ah ah Did you know that the gravedigger's still Gettin' stuck
Lyrical chain reaction, deadly instruments, run for symantecs The international civil war assassins Geological, biochemical, camouflaged nuclear aropostles Sounds posible, 'cuz regardless visual English grammer, mental examiner I shock the world
the knife out my chest I keep searching for something that I never seem to find But maybe I won't because I left it all behind Now I'm stuck with this
mixed up. I'm alright, I'm just a little mixed up. (3x) Cause I'm okay, I'm just a little mixed up. I've been stuck and I'm tryin' to get my dick sucked
and supreme But for a microphone still I fiend This was a tape I wasn't supposed to break I was supposed to wait, but let's motivate I want to see who
t right here You're supposed to be right here with me, motherfucker You know what I'm saying ? You know what the fuck I'm saying I'll catch up with you
away? Don't you have a word to say? He said, "I don't remember, I don't wanna remember In fact I've heard too much already I don't wanna think, just
had to remove all doubt We stood transfixed in shock and horror When we busted down that there bathroom door And I hope I never see a sight like that again; no, I
But for a microphone still I fiend This was a tape I wasn't supposed to break I was supposed to wait, but let's motivate I want to see who can keep
when I awake I make a tomb What more can I ask for? But a piece of ass and cash for My last war of struggle hasn't sounded I'm surrounded by the land
chubby These seven inches they like the way I work it, money I'm on top of the world like Da Brat and I'm SoSo Def That I should use a hearing aid for
the knife out my chest. I keep searching for something that I never seem to find. But maybe I won?t, because I left it all behind. Now I?m stuck with