s___GS 2 DOPE: Kill me! Whut! m____ Facku! Murder Murder! Whut! I can't in' wait to die! Please murder my mother in' a__ off! Bring it! Cause I'm going to Shangri-Leezy!

VIOLENT J AND s___GS 2 DOPE: Have you ever tried/to get the up out your hole but/fall right back inside/Once again denied. Have you ever seen/people turn into the devil/over money green/Tell me what it means. Have you ever been/to the wicked part of town and/would you go again/They don't want you in. Would you follow me/if I knew where it rains diamonds/no more poverty/As clean as we can be, yeah

CHORUS: It rains diamonds nightly, in my Shangri-La lit brightly, who could miss this so inviting? Come stand mountain top and yell!

s___GS 2 DOPE: Somebody stab my face or something! Kill me! What the a ninja gotta do around here to get his dead on?

VIOLENT J AND s___GS 2 DOPE: Do you like to drink/Would you a girl the day you met her/what you think/On the kitchen sink.

ANYBODY KILLA: Don't you fire it up?

s___GS 2 DOPE: Does this mean you wasted life now.

ANYBODY KILLA: You're completely ed?

ICP: I would differ some.

VIOLENT J AND s___GS 2 DOPE: Hold your hatchet high/'cause we're gonna need 'em when there's/fire in the sky/Together we will die. I can promise this/in my Shangri-La you'll have/enternal happiness/diamonds in the mist.

CHORUS

JUMPSTEADY: Diamonds drift upon the mist of forgetfulness, bringing a peace untold, as I fade away to become what my eyes see, seeing into the eternity of Shangri-La!

CHORUS

b____ Slappaz (Hidden Track)

VIOLENT J AND BLAZE YA DEAD HOMIE: Take it back now. Come on, come on! b____ slap till the break of dawn. ICP! BLAZE YA DEAD HOMIE! b____ slap till the early morn'.

VIOLENT J: Six in the morning police at my door, already gotta slap some more. Stuck my hand out the mail shoot, b____ slap sergeant and first recruit.

BLAZE YA DEAD HOMIE: I came out the a__ b____ slap some, gradeschool, highschool, b____ slap with guns. I remember gettin baptized by the reverand, I b____ slapped the bible out of his hand.

VIOLENT J: The b____ slap master up in the place, I b____ slap your train-wrecked face. Dont a__ume friendlyness with fame, I b____ slap the sound out ya name. Don't call ya, 'cause ya not here, b____ slap out the stratesphere. Mike P. did the track, he b____ slapped, pop formats straight to the back.

BLAZE YA DEAD HOMIE: Don't let me show up on TRL, I'm b____ slappin' everybody to hell. I'm down with the clown, East Side till I'm gone, everybody singin' that Southwest song.

VIOLENT J: I b____ slap wigs off, everyday, I b____ slap old ladies out of my way. Southwest Side, b____ slap capitol, every b____ made mo- ers smack 'em. For our b____ slap victims, I don't care, I b____ slap cowlicks into your hair. Faygo in a pillow case, don't manage, I'll b____ slap your head, brain damage.

BLAZE YA DEAD HOMIE: I'll b____ slap cheeks , s off, I been known to slap a m____ as pants off. I b____ slap planes out of the sky, I b____ slap truth out of a lie.

s___GS 2 DOPE: Call me s___gy Spinic Slappor, I b____ slap mo- ers galore. Saying we fake, wanna test the rep., step your a__ on up and get b____ slapped.

CHORUS: Wut you call a crew that be smackin' like that? Wicked! Insane Clown smack your a__ to the back.

VIOLENT J: Speakin' of smackin', it's making me sick, everybody's talkin' that smackin' s___. Sayin' they smackin' with the ICP,

BLAZE YA DEAD HOMIE: Just 'cause I am they wanna be like me. (WHAT?)

VIOLENT J, s___GS 2 DOPE AND BLAZE YA DEAD HOMIE: Talkin' that s___, you need to leave the place, knowing you never even smacked a face. Claiming our s___, that's our s___ you trash, m____ er, we about to smack your a__.

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