Southwest Song Insane Clown Posse
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[Intro]
Good people sometimes think bad things
Good people dream bad things. Don't you?
Good people even do bad things
Once in a while, we do
[Verse 1: Violent J & Shaggy 2 Dope]
Factory smoke and choke in pain
'Cause Delray funk is in my brain
So I break the law, but I'm not to blame
You only know my place, you don't know my name
Well, I grip the fence and bend the steel
And I steal a car and I grip the wheel
And I park the car then I steal it again
'Cause I really don't know what's happening
I wait for night to fall, and then I walk outside
And then I run back in, 'cause I don't wanna die
You see, the air alone, it can corrupt your brain
As smoke fills the sky enough to block the rain
And I pray to God to help and justify
Look over me 'cause my brain is fried
And I don't have a name, I don't have a home
I just lay alone on my bed of stone
You see, death awaits me on my narrow path
And when I stop to think, I can only laugh
Because I'm not alone, it didn't take me long
To see everybody singing that southwest song
Good people sometimes think bad things
Good people dream bad things. Don't you?
Good people even do bad things
Once in a while, we do
[Verse 1: Violent J & Shaggy 2 Dope]
Factory smoke and choke in pain
'Cause Delray funk is in my brain
So I break the law, but I'm not to blame
You only know my place, you don't know my name
Well, I grip the fence and bend the steel
And I steal a car and I grip the wheel
And I park the car then I steal it again
'Cause I really don't know what's happening
I wait for night to fall, and then I walk outside
And then I run back in, 'cause I don't wanna die
You see, the air alone, it can corrupt your brain
As smoke fills the sky enough to block the rain
And I pray to God to help and justify
Look over me 'cause my brain is fried
And I don't have a name, I don't have a home
I just lay alone on my bed of stone
You see, death awaits me on my narrow path
And when I stop to think, I can only laugh
Because I'm not alone, it didn't take me long
To see everybody singing that southwest song
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