Explosions Insane Clown Posse

(Wha-wha-wh- What type of man)

[Verse 1: Violent J]
I plant bombs in my lawn
For ATFs who think I'm wrong
Pistol crossbow in each arm
Explosive arrows, can't keep calm
I blow thee, with an RPG
So much smoke you can hardly see
Bodily harm, fire alarms
Mounted acid gun, burn down the farm

[Hook: Young Wicked]
What drives a man to come to these atrocities?
I can feel the heat, it's all around me
Laying here in the street, my chest exploding
I, I'm finna die, with never knowing why

(Radio: The post office was the location for a random bombing that happened at 2:30--)

(Wha-wha-wh- What type of man)
(Can build such a thing?)

[Verse 2: Shaggy 2 Dope]
I build pipe bombs with duct tape
Fill it with gunpowder, that’s all it takes
Get me a wick, long or quick
And when it blows, molecules split
Mushroom cloud, a boom so loud
I took out the crowd, I’m so proud
Connect these wires, twist with pliers
I’m sick and a coward, no one to admire