234 and runnin'

[ ollos huoleton, poikas valveil' on ]



~ aseen kyljessä luku 234 ~


I don't need backup to hold f*cker's
Who did this to me,
but if I'ma riding dirty like Cham,
stand behind me, we're here to make things more f*ck'd up than before,
With power of rage I'm rumblin' thru the hardest challenge,
It's not my fault I'm unstable,
shaking places like a tornado.


[sua suojelemme, veril' varjelemme]

234 bars,still laughing like a lunatic
Punks, dealers, juggalos, heavyf*ckingmetal heads,
No matter where you'r from,
Family is deep and dark,
one inch punch to kill intruders who want to
Mess with my loved ones,
clown till' I'm down? Down with tha clown!
Why face paint?
I'm indepent, I'm strange, I'm CursedClown
no need for satanic sacrifice,
With quidance of Wraith we live,
they call me pathetic loser with no future,
Let's face it, haters
Sharping my axe is kinda manly,
Throwing it? You need to be handy,
face paint shows who I am really,
F*cking with killa Clown is deadly,
homies I'm hanging out are lunatic schizophrenic's,
B*tches we f*ck are braindead zombies,
Am I necrophilia? Cannibal?
Then tell me, who sliced that cheating wife,
Had goodtime with her 6 feet under, inside coffin after eating her out,
I'm raw, I'm cold my heart has been frozen,
I give you one hint, listen carefully son,

' I'm ready for final round '





~ CursedClown