[Intro]
Today's story is sponsored by Psychopathic Records. ICP is back to make evil dicks cry. This story highlights why people love revenge
[Verse 1: Violent J & Shaggy 2 Dope]
Born and raised with nothin' at all but floob luck
My entire life stank, fuck, it's like my shit stuck
Each and every fuckin' day suck, a redneck named Buck
Fucks my mom but he's a fake fuck, his beer can chucked
Hits my forehead, wake up, the fat pig drunk
Don't wanna call him dad, he make us
Get in Pa's truck, time for school, you don't take us
I'll ride the damn bus, I ain't never been late once
"Well, leave early thеn, 'cause shit, your mama bust a great nut
Now get, boy"
[Interlude 1]
Am I? Ain't this somе bullshit. What happens next?
[Verse 2: Violent J]
Man, I hate the bus, the bus driver, and all the bus riders
I especially hate Nick the fuckin' prick beside us
He yells "Move!" slaps my lid off at some kid behind us
Who gets so mad, he tells and goes home with a swelled-up shiner
And if that dick Nick forgets his chick is quick to remind him
They ditch our shit out the back window, slips our books and binders
I heard they may have 69'd in a cinemaplex recliner
And his phone got pics of a Pringles can to the lid up in her vagina
Today's story is sponsored by Psychopathic Records. ICP is back to make evil dicks cry. This story highlights why people love revenge
[Verse 1: Violent J & Shaggy 2 Dope]
Born and raised with nothin' at all but floob luck
My entire life stank, fuck, it's like my shit stuck
Each and every fuckin' day suck, a redneck named Buck
Fucks my mom but he's a fake fuck, his beer can chucked
Hits my forehead, wake up, the fat pig drunk
Don't wanna call him dad, he make us
Get in Pa's truck, time for school, you don't take us
I'll ride the damn bus, I ain't never been late once
"Well, leave early thеn, 'cause shit, your mama bust a great nut
Now get, boy"
[Interlude 1]
Am I? Ain't this somе bullshit. What happens next?
[Verse 2: Violent J]
Man, I hate the bus, the bus driver, and all the bus riders
I especially hate Nick the fuckin' prick beside us
He yells "Move!" slaps my lid off at some kid behind us
Who gets so mad, he tells and goes home with a swelled-up shiner
And if that dick Nick forgets his chick is quick to remind him
They ditch our shit out the back window, slips our books and binders
I heard they may have 69'd in a cinemaplex recliner
And his phone got pics of a Pringles can to the lid up in her vagina
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