The Monster Insane Clown Posse

[Intro: Violent J]
Yeah, thinkin’ back
A reminisce song (r-r-r-reminisce)
Yeah, I remember everything about my childhood (ch-ch-childhood)
Everything

[Verse 1: Violent J]
We was playin’ in the backyard [?]
Sleeping bags, sliding down the stairs
Settin’ up army men all day
Then argue as soon as we start to play
Out in the street, playing 500
Fat-ass bush, just dive on it
Pounce on a fence, hop on the garage
‘Cause right now, we the ones in charge
D-Diggin’ through the cupboards, Saltines
Some canned food, but all beans
Water balloons, snowballs in the winter
All up in whatever say “do not enter”
But some nights, all the fun went dead-
Mom worked late, and he’s home instead
In our house, there’s no safety zone
W-w-w-when the monster’s home

[Chorus]
Cruelty, Humility (Fuck, why?)
The kind of punishment that never goes away
W-w-w-when the monster’s home
Brutality, Humility (Fuck! Fuck!)
The kind of punishment that never goes away
W-w-w-when the monster’s home