paroles de chanson I'm Coming Home - Insane Clown Posse
I
live
my
life
in
the
gutter
And
this
gutter
is
who
I
am
Take
me
back
home
to
my
gutter
And
I
swear
I
won't
ever
leave
again!
[Violent
J]
Hey,
I'm
coming
home
Home
to
the
criminals
and
crooks
Home
to
the
gangbangers
shooting
dirty
looks
Home
to
the
killer
cops
beating
on
my
ass
Home
to
my
'72
Velarick,
praying
it
will
last
Pass
by
the
rich
bitches
trying
to
play
me
out
Dawging
on
my
neighborhood,
don't
know
what
it's
about
So
now
I'm
clockin
dunkets,
never
hang
out
with
the
rich
I'd
rather
hang
out
with
the
crooked
at
the
party
store,
bitch
Give
me
codey,
dawg,
with
a
little
smog
'Cause
it
tastes
better
than
the
poisonous
fog
Seeping
from
the
sewers
in
my
slummy
neighborhood
But
the
ghetto
got
love
and
the
love
is
all
good
So
I
don't
give
a
fuck
about
your
mansion
by
the
lake
You
can
suck
my
dingaling
until
your
neck
breaks
'Cause
all
I
wanna
do
is
hang
with
the
zombie
In
the
zone,
break
out
with
the
Faygo,
I'm
coming
home
[Chorus
(1x)]
Home
to
the
creatures,
home
to
the
crooks
Home
to
the
fools
readin
witchcraft
books
Home
to
the
monsters
roaming
the
land
I
wanna
come
home
but
ya
don't
understand
[Shaggy
2 Dope]
Bitch,
I'm
coming
home
and
I'm
not
alone
Jokers
and
freaks,
and
their
dead
body
bones
Every
single
thing
that
you
never
wanna
see
Add
it
all
together
and
you
got
me
I
know
nobody
gives
a
fuck
about
your
punk
ass
rules
Keystone
coppers
and
your
hypocrite
schools
I'd
much
rather
lay
around
the
streets
of
the
gutter
And
make
dirty
phone
calls
to
your
rich
mother
Caught
her
passed
midnight
and
I'm
waking
up
the
dead
Then
we
playin
kickball
with
somebody's
head
We
got
skinny
dipping
in
the
barrels
of
toxic
waste
After
that
I
pour
myself
a
little
taste
So
tell
your
daughter
that
she's
nothing
but
a
fat
bitch
And
all
my
homies
don't
care
if
the
hoes
rich
Somebody
out
here,
please,
let
me
know
where
there's
a
phone
I
need
to
call
my
mother
and
tell
her
I'm
coming
home
[Chorus
(1x)]
[Violent
J]
And
I'm
coming
home,
chicken
chicken
bones
Sugar
prom
bushes,
and
ice
cream
cones
All
these
fake
people
sayin
hi
to
one
another
Then
they
sit
around
and
talk
shit
about
each
other
Watering
they
grass,
digging
in
they
ass
Trying
to
make
sure
they
didn't
lose
any
cash
Working
hard,
all
your
life,
and
now
you're
finally
rich
But
look
at
you,
you're
just
another
whack
bitch
[Shaggy
2 Dope]
Crawl
in
the
slum
that's
where
I'm
from
Murderers
and
slaughterers,
so
that's
what
I've
become
Spare
a
little
change
'cause
I
just
ran
out
of
gas
Reach
for
your
quarter
and
I'll
stick
your
fuckin
ass
[Violent
J]
Nobody
wants
to
be
around
the
ghetto
breed
But
the
ghetto
got
each
other
and
that's
all
we
really
need
[Shaggy
2 Dope]
So
what
the
fuck
am
I
doing
down
here,
I
gotta
land
of
my
own
[Violent
J]
Eh
yo,
dawg,
fuck
it,
huh,
we
going
home
[Chorus
(9x)]
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1 Cemetary Girl
2 Hey Vato
3 Wagon Wagon
4 Psychopathic
5 Chicken Huntin' (Slaughter House mix)
6 I Stuck Her with My Wang
7 The Loons
8 Red Neck Hoe
9 I'm Coming Home
10 Super Balls
11 The Stalker
12 Skitzofrantic
13 3 Rings
14 Murder Go Round
15 Southwest Song
16 Dead Body Man
17 Cotton Candy
18 17 Dead
19 The Neden Game
20 House of Horrors
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