[Intro: Ouija Macc]
Ooh, yeah yeah, huh, hold up, hold up
Yuh, huh, ooh ooh, let's go
[Verse 1: Ouija Macc]
Whoa, fillin' my neck with gold, fillin' my lungs with dope
Everything movin' slow, cut this body off the soul
On that cobblestone, I can't wait to flow
'Cause no matter where I go, Chapter 17
Dead homies whisper in my ear at the liquor store
Shangri-La been callin' for me, don't know if I'll get to go
Livin' in sin, feelin' indifferent now (Indifferent now)
But what do I know? I'm a Juggalo
[Chorus: Ouija Macc]
Corpse boy throwin' Devil sets, busters hit the deck
Sin City killers at your neck in your kitchenette
Dead bitch pop it 'til it's wet, say that with respect
Yeah, karma like the pacc, you can get it back
[Verse 2: Ouija Macc]
Do what I can, I cannot stand the wait in the end, I don't pretend
But I'm a man, blood on my hands, all of my sins callin' again
I know better than to question the direction I've been headed in
Love the only medicine, but even that can do me in
Have me with them psychos never comin' out the loony bin
Yeah like what that medication they prescribin' do to him (What they doin'?)
He a hooligan, ain't nothin' gettin' through to him
Haunted by some things hope I never have to do again
Ooh, yeah yeah, huh, hold up, hold up
Yuh, huh, ooh ooh, let's go
[Verse 1: Ouija Macc]
Whoa, fillin' my neck with gold, fillin' my lungs with dope
Everything movin' slow, cut this body off the soul
On that cobblestone, I can't wait to flow
'Cause no matter where I go, Chapter 17
Dead homies whisper in my ear at the liquor store
Shangri-La been callin' for me, don't know if I'll get to go
Livin' in sin, feelin' indifferent now (Indifferent now)
But what do I know? I'm a Juggalo
[Chorus: Ouija Macc]
Corpse boy throwin' Devil sets, busters hit the deck
Sin City killers at your neck in your kitchenette
Dead bitch pop it 'til it's wet, say that with respect
Yeah, karma like the pacc, you can get it back
[Verse 2: Ouija Macc]
Do what I can, I cannot stand the wait in the end, I don't pretend
But I'm a man, blood on my hands, all of my sins callin' again
I know better than to question the direction I've been headed in
Love the only medicine, but even that can do me in
Have me with them psychos never comin' out the loony bin
Yeah like what that medication they prescribin' do to him (What they doin'?)
He a hooligan, ain't nothin' gettin' through to him
Haunted by some things hope I never have to do again
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