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First I was born young and healthy
I told my mother one day I'd be wealthy
Can't forget my first day at school
Got stabbed in the head with a pencil, but it's cool
Get my education,
A job and a family, a good reputation
And what about grade two?
Got shot in the neck and the bullet went straight through!
But I'm packing a textbook,
So don't fuck with me cause I'm going to grade three,
Thank god it's lunch in a minute
Bit into my hot dog with a razor blade in it
And it ripped my tongue off
But I know how to multiply so what's up, boss?
Finally had to step out
I dropped out of school when they ripped my neck out
Who knows where the road led?
Seen a man with a briefcase and no head
So I'm like fuck that
Show me a quarter and an ounce of crack
And I'm straighter than a fucking light post
I sold a lot of crack but I bought the most..

Now I'm a basehead down on my luck
Roaming the streets and got hit by a Mack Truck
And thrown about a block
But I'm thinking nothing but gimme a rock
Holding my sign I'll work for crack
With my old-ass E.T. shirt on my back
And I'm sleeping in the gutter
Right next to Champtown's mother
I'm eating dead rats in the street
I keep on checking for my own heart beat,
Now I'm weighing at a buck-o-five
Twitchy little neck and I'm barely alive
Got my first taste of life in hell
I ate a dead man shh, but don't tell
Excuse me, sir, can you spare some change?
I'll cut your face off and eat your brains
You know all about me
You act like you ain't never seen "Penitentiary"

Spitting and cussing and you know I'm pissed
With these iron braces on my fucking wrists!
And now I'm headed for the slammer,
Serial killer, all on the camera
First day, they broke my back
Next day, they broke my neck
Third day, they broke my leg
Fourth day, they broke my head
Swallowing kept on trucking
But there'll be no fucking
That's strictly for the soft
Ain't seen a freak in a week and my nuts fell off
So I'm finna escape
How much shit can one klepto take?
"Stop, fool! Stop or I'll fire!"
Shot me off and I fell in the razor wire
I'm all tangled up, "cut cut cut slit slit cut cut"
You don't love me, I really don't care
Tie my ass up in the electric chair
I got no family, I got no friends
I pray to God that my life ends..

They thought that they had killed me
They took me to the morgue
I'm just a little stiff that's all, like a board
I lay there in my coffin, just chill and wait and chill
But then I jump out knife swinging all about
And motherfucking-mother-mother-mother-motherfucking kill!
I used to wonder what life's about
Until it chewed me up and spit me out
Your ghetto created a psycho nut,
Not just psycho, psycho nut
Now I'm living in the walls of your house
And I'll die there and lay and rot like a dead mouse
I'm packing a sickle I'm on your roof and I'm playing the fiddle
You want me in a straight jacket
Cause when I see a throat, I'm a hack it
Where I'm at? What's my name?
Somehow, somewhere, I got hit by a train
And it ripped my legs off
Ha! nothing but a minor cough
You can't get me I swing from a tree
Shouting and cussing and shooting at me
Everybody's end make two cents
A branch broke and I fell on a picket fence
I'm stuck and they're coming to get me
Rip myself off and I took my lungs with me
I'm stuffing them back in
Fuck! They won't go back in
Now my life's gettin' dense
Cause my heart's still beating on a wooden fence
They shoot me up and down
Thinking thinking thinking clown
Wicked wicked wicked clown
You wanna know all about a wicked clown.. I never had it made...i never had it made! "wicked clown is in the house"
First I was born young and healthy   I told my mother one day I'd be wealthy   Can't forget my first day at school   Got stabbed in the head with a pencil, but it's cool   Get my education,  A job and a family, a good reputation   And what about grade two?   Got shot in the neck and the bullet went straight through!  But I'm packing a textbook,   So don't fuck with me cause I'm going to grade three,   Thank god it's lunch in a minute   Bit into my hot dog with a razor blade in it   And it ripped my tongue off   But I know how to multiply so what's up, boss?  Finally had to step out   I dropped out of school when they ripped my neck out   Who knows where the road led?   Seen a man with a briefcase and no head   So I'm like fuck that   Show me a quarter and an ounce of crack   And I'm straighter than a fucking light post   I sold a lot of crack but I bought the most..    Now I'm a basehead down on my luck   Roaming the streets and got hit by a Mack Truck   And thrown about a block   But I'm thinking nothing but gimme a rock   Holding my sign I'll work for crack   With my old-ass E.T. shirt on my back   And I'm sleeping in the gutter   Right next to Champtown's mother  I'm eating dead rats in the street   I keep on checking for my own heart beat,  Now I'm weighing at a buck-o-five   Twitchy little neck and I'm barely alive   Got my first taste of life in hell   I ate a dead man shh, but don't tell   Excuse me, sir, can you spare some change?   I'll cut your face off and eat your brains   You know all about me  You act like you ain't never seen "Penitentiary"     Spitting and cussing and you know I'm pissed   With these iron braces on my fucking wrists!   And now I'm headed for the slammer,  Serial killer, all on the camera   First day, they broke my back   Next day, they broke my neck   Third day, they broke my leg   Fourth day, they broke my head   Swallowing kept on trucking   But there'll be no fucking   That's strictly for the soft   Ain't seen a freak in a week and my nuts fell off   So I'm finna escape   How much shit can one klepto take?   "Stop, fool! Stop or I'll fire!"   Shot me off and I fell in the razor wire   I'm all tangled up, "cut cut cut slit slit cut cut"  You don't love me, I really don't care   Tie my ass up in the electric chair   I got no family, I got no friends   I pray to God that my life ends..    They thought that they had killed me   They took me to the morgue   I'm just a little stiff that's all, like a board   I lay there in my coffin, just chill and wait and chill   But then I jump out knife swinging all about   And motherfucking-mother-mother-mother-motherfucking kill!  I used to wonder what life's about   Until it chewed me up and spit me out  Your ghetto created a psycho nut,  Not just psycho, psycho nut   Now I'm living in the walls of your house   And I'll die there and lay and rot like a dead mouse   I'm packing a sickle I'm on your roof and I'm playing the fiddle   You want me in a straight jacket   Cause when I see a throat, I'm a hack it   Where I'm at? What's my name?   Somehow, somewhere, I got hit by a train   And it ripped my legs off   Ha! nothing but a minor cough   You can't get me I swing from a tree   Shouting and cussing and shooting at me   Everybody's end make two cents  A branch broke and I fell on a picket fence   I'm stuck and they're coming to get me   Rip myself off and I took my lungs with me   I'm stuffing them back in   Fuck! They won't go back in   Now my life's gettin' dense   Cause my heart's still beating on a wooden fence   They shoot me up and down   Thinking thinking thinking clown   Wicked wicked wicked clown   You wanna know all about a wicked clown.. I never had it made...i never had it made! "wicked clown is in the house"