Insane Clown Posse Hot Head
[Intro]
665 (Fight back)
Hot head (Hot head)
[Verse 1]
Here I go again
Crawling through the endless tunnels throughout my polluted mind
All three walls of my bedroom are bleeding 'cause I'm a poison cancer
Up steps I found in the woods, above trees into moonlit skies
A flare melts off my balls as ordered by my secret fairy dancers
Blood streams down my cheeks from my swelled up big ass red grapefruit eyes
In my basement, wrapped in intestines, waiting for answers
Mouth maggots grow too quick to spit or swallow, so why bother try?
Mom's headless but her windpipe says I'm good to romance her
[Chorus]
Everything in between my two ears feels like it's burning
(In there burning)
Can't help but headbutt the cement floor 'cause it f..ckin' hurts
('Cause it f..ckin' hurts)
I can feel my brain crackle and pop like it's in there burning
(In there burning)
And so I don't want to be anymore 'cause it f..ckin' hurts
('Cause it f..ckin' hurts)
Really f..ckin' hurts, it really f..ckin' hurts
I punch myself as I'm thinking
One, two, fire on you
Three, four, burnin', what for?
Five, six, no fire wicks
Seven, eight, burnin' at the stake
Nine, ten, burnin' that skin
11, 12, big fire swells
13, 14, burning up scorchin'
15, 16, fire licks sting
17
[Verse 2]
Oh so cute, I love watching
Bloodworms burrow their way through my stomach deep into my gut
Duck in dark shadows downtown, in search of freshly pissed-on corners
In the woods behind Walmart, now I'm jacking off on a big fat dead slut
A moss-covered old stick in my mouth I put there because I'm horny
A ten foot red hell snake broke up through my floor, I'd feed it, but what?
Two four pound snapping turtles live in my toilet bowl, drunk on Corona
I play harp for a baby centaur as he rips cats' heads off and drinks their blood
Had lots of big beauties, sure, but after sex with a corpse, living women are boring
[Chorus]
Everything in between my two ears feels like it's burning
(In there burning)
Can't help but headbutt the cement floor 'cause it f..ckin' hurts
('Cause it f..ckin' hurts)
I can feel my brain crackle and pop like it's in there burning
(In there burning)
And so I don't want to be anymore 'cause it f..ckin' hurts
('Cause it f..ckin' hurts)
Really f..ckin' hurts, it really f..ckin' hurts
My gun's to my head, I'm thinking
One, two, burning right through
Three, four, burn to the core
Five, six, burn up in the mix
Seven, eight, brain incinerate
Nine, ten, the fire don't end
11, 12, burning in hell
13, 14, blue fire scorching
15, 16, charred up and crispy
17, 17, 17, 17, 17, 17, 17
17, 17, 17, 17, 17, 17, 17
[Outro]
Wen si ti ,esrevinu eht eganam ,leef
Yreve dna
