Surviving the Game Insane Clown Posse (Ft. Paris (Rap))

[Verse 1: Violent J]
Tell me, what the fuck you gonna tell a vet, a boss?
…....... yet? You lost
You underestimated, weak expectations
We superceeded all of that, fat all in the map
With that (ooh), like we brand new
We schoolin, freak it the whole game
Feelin' like a fool for speakin'
But we ain't tryna win any awards, make fake friends
Exploding below the streets, earthquake
In this … shed networking and digging tunnels
Invading the industry, hijacking the channels
The hatchet and hard truth, part proof that lives
Among the mass contention, the system gives
If you attackin' back with axes, gats and hatchets
Bust 'n doing backflips by any means tactics
Get it, their head all in the way? Split it
Always leave one alive so they can tell 'em you did it
And then we

[Hook]
We break bread, make bread, take bread
They said, that we couldn't do it
But we still here surviving the game
We ride and we grind, survivin' they try to
Keep our voice quiet, but we still here survivin' the game
From killa county to the motor city rollin'
We holdin' 'em steady underground heaters
And we still here survivin' the game
It ain't nothing but a thing to us
It ain't nothing but a thing to bust
We crush 'em