Lyrics Afraid of Life - Insane Clown Posse

"What are y'all fuckin' neden lips so scared of fuckin' dyin' for?
Life ain't shit but cryin', eatin', shittin', and dyin'
I'm tryin' to get my motherfuckin' godblin on, bitch
I'm all about yankin' heads off of neck bones!"

What's life but fake lies
Steak knives, all in the back
You will get snake bit
Fake bitch quick to attack
It's constant mental stress and strain (my brain)
Always sufferin' pain (insane)
What does livin' life gain (explain)
I'd rather die and chew some brains
You'll get your nuts groped, butts poked
Preacher's young delight
In a school bathroom, crack fumes
Teachers on the pipe
You'll probably spend your wholе life workin' (certain)
Broken-hеarted and then hurtin' (curtains)
Full of bullet holes squirtin' (jerkin')
A bitch ass dance, a fat ass twerkin'

Are you afraid to die? I'm scary none
But I am afraid of life, I'd rather be a zombie phantom
Are you afraid to die? I'm scary none
But I am afraid of life, I'd rather be a zombie phantom

You get that ass kicked
Fat lipped, neck in a cast
Tell your friends secrets
Deep shit, spreads wicked fast
And now your cousin dies in a wreck (death)
You gotta bus six eggs (fresh)
Feels morbid and depressed ('pressed)
Endless unless you fear your death
You get convicted
Shit split, locked in the clink
Now you scream "Fags, dykes
Spics, kikes, wops and them chinks must die"
The foolish are so racist (tasteless)
Energy spent wasted (brainless)
Flashing mean mug faces (faceless)
We're all the same, dead in wood cases

Are you afraid to die? I'm scary none
But I am afraid of life, I'd rather be a zombie phantom
Are you afraid to die? I'm scary none
But I am afraid of life, I'd rather be a zombie phantom

"Shit! A mother fucker like me can't wait to die!
Layin' around on my ass and fuckin' stinkin' all day! Fuck doin' shit!
Go travel the world, bitch! When you come back
I'll be layin' right here, fucking chillin'!"

Pills pop, sad glance
Checks wrote, fat chance
Killer cops, mad stance
Necks broke, last dance
So much artificial (it's bull)
Our skies are full of missiles (shit loads)
Students packin' pistols (clips full)
Hoes lie and scream back blowin' whistles
Gray smog
Hate blogs, amber alert
Just the count the riot kills
Diet pills, man burns a church
Good thing my coffin is first rated (straightness)
Caskated and draped (straightness)
At midnight, gullet shakin' (breakdown)
When the red moon shines, the dead awaken

Are you afraid to die? I ain't scary none
But I am afraid of life, I'd rather be a zombie phantom

"Yeah, bitch! We used to fuck with stiffs walkin' home from school!
Throwin' bricks in his face! Mad fun!
We'd jab a stick up his ass and chase the
Bitches with it! Dead people are fuckin' fun, dude!"

Are you afraid to die? I'm scary none
But I am afraid of life, I'd rather be a zombie phantom
Are you afraid to die? I'm scary none
But I am afraid of life, I'd rather be a zombie phantom

Are you afraid to die? (Are you afraid to die?)
I ain't scary none (I ain't scary none)
But I am afraid of life (I am afraid of life)
I'd rather be a zombie phantom (I'd rather be a zombie phantom)