ICP ICP - Pass Me By Lyrics
"Does this excite you? Think about it! Does it not stagger the
imagination? No builder on earth can concieve any structure to
compare to the mansions above. Won't that be something when you go
to live in your own mansion? There'll be no concern about paying for it,
it's already taken care of. There'll be no worry about being moved out
of it. It will be yours forever."
[s___gy 2 Dope]
I got shot, ah!, the murder was heinous
The bullet went in my eyeball and out my a___
And I was hit, that was it, on the spot
Flash, I woke up in a parking lot
And I'm sittin in a '64 Reinkeys
With s___gy Dope written on the car keys
I look around I can't believe that it's possible
I'm dead, and I made it to the carnival
I walk in, it's everything I dreamed of
Everybody and they momma got clown luv
j__anese, Lebanese, and Chinese,
Portuguese, and southwest ghetto g's. (woowoo)
Hangin' out with redneck truck drivers
Instead of always givin' each other piledrivers
I see my old homey, he died in a drag
Chillin with two b____es, "What up, s___gs?"
And he passed me a blunt like a tree trunk
I tried to hit it, but couldn't even f___ with it
And to think, I always been afraid to die
But I ain't never goin back to wonder why.
[Chorus (2x)]
We all gonna die, but I'm not gonna fry
Even though most never try
I'm not gonna let this pass me bye, no
[Violent J]
I was born, first, they threw me in a s___ pile
I dealt with it, and lived there for a while
I got dissed on, p___ed on, and beat down
Mutilated, and tossed out a dead clown
Next thing ya know, I'm chillin' at the big top
Free money, and mad b____es non-stop
No water, it's Faygo on tap
I wash my hair, and my face, and my b___-crack with it
Cuz I can, cuz I'm phat paid
I got a five story funhouse with a maid
And she walks around with her t__ties hanging out
And when I cough, she come and dust my b____ off (woowoo)
I'm headed up to the show, I'm gonna see
Jimi Hendrix, Selena, and Eazy E
Elvis tried to open up but got dissed off
We got p___ed off, because he sounded like b___
There's no fights, it's a perfect match
Hillbillies in the crowd tryin' to cabbage patch
And to think, I've always been afraid to die
But I ain't never goin back to wonder why.
[Chorus (2x)]
[Violent J]
Did ya ever burn your finger on somethin? hey
Well picture this, your nuts burnin that way
And a roman candle stickin' in your b___hole
That's where the greedy s____ m_________ers go
[s___gy 2 Dope]
This is all hell now, we livin' in it
But this bullshit'll be over in a minute
Then it's off to the Faygos and neden hoes
New clothes, and patent leather for your toes (woo-woo)
[Violent J]
And while you sit around cryin' for your dead friend
He's chillin' up there, paid, getting mad ends
He's probably there tryin to figure out why you're sad
He's on the beach gettin' fat, you got it bad
[s___gy 2 Dope]
And for those who ain't down for the next man
Who rob from the poor, and s_____ all ya can
And any chicken talkin' s___, lemme tell ya something
Hold a lighter to your b____, and you'll see what's coming
[Chorus (2x)]
"Does this excite you? Think about it! Does it not stagger the
imagination? No builder on earth can concieve any structure to compare
to the mansions above. Won't that be something when you go to live
in your own mansion? There'll be no concern about paying for it,
it's already taken care of. There'll be no worry about being moved out
of it. It will be yours forever."
[Chorus (10x)]
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