Juggalo Homies Lyrics by Insane Clown Posse

Juggalo Homies Lyrics

    Artist: Insane Clown Posse
    Album: The Wraith Shangri-La
    Title: Homies

    (Violent J)
    Let me ask you this about this life we live
    And let me try to swerve some of this attention you give
    To them distant ass relatives over in Ham dinner
    If they miss you so much why don't they just call a (motherfucker)
    If you wasn't blood, would you still have love?
    Or infact does the blood make you think you have to love?
    Look I probably love my family more then anybody here
    But my homies are family too Third cousins get outta here
    Who was you with when you got tatoos?
    Who was you tripping with when you did them mushrooms?
    Who the fuck threw up all over your car?
    And then felt worse then you about that shit in the morning? (Friends ya'll)
    (Shaggy 2 Dope)
    Who loaned ya money, homie? Who owes ya cash?
    Who taught you how to use a bong for the grass?
    I don't know much but I gotta assume
    When ya hit ya first neden, ya homies was in the other room
    (Chorus)
    We talkn' about HOMIES HOMIES!!! (Talkn' about road dogs of mine!)
    Our motherfucking HOMIES HOMIES!!! (We throwin' up Clown Love signs!)
    Real juggalo HOMIES HOMIES!!! (Talk about those dogs of mine!)
    HOMIES HOMIES (Man that's my dogg)
    (Violent J)
    Have you ever had a job that you truly dispise?
    Like I dunno maybe dishwashing or fucking flipping fries
    Then you got this boss who thinks he's the don mega Cause he the head manager
    Cheap chili fry makerAll you could vision is ya'll beating him down
    Your homies standing on his back while you kicking his head around
    But responsibility is there, I can't lie tho
    I would a been plucked his fucking eyeball out with a chicken bone
    Crazy as fuck I'll rip your peircings off
    And now my homies are holding me back so I don't look soft
    (Shaggy 2 Dope)
    When you snuck the car out who did you get?
    And when you got caught, who you blame that shit?
    Who you relax around and scratch yo balls?
    Homies,were talking about like you and yours!
    (Chorus)
    We talkn' about HOMIES HOMIES!!! (Talkn' about road dogs of mine!)
    Our motherfucking HOMIES HOMIES!!! (We throwin' up Clown Love signs!)
    Real juggalo HOMIES HOMIES!!! (Talk about those dogs of mine!)
    HOMIES HOMIES (Man that's my dogg) If ya don't like me ya can Fuck Off!!


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    (Got a bullet for every one)If ya don't like me ya can Fuck Off!!
    (Got a bullet for every one)
    (Jamie Madrox)
    Me and my homies stay tight like a noose
    And if you step to one of us you betta step to the whole crew
    I never knew that I could depend
    That I could have some friends that's down til the very end
    Well that's my home boys, excuse me, my family
    And when we conquer the world
    We macking on the galaxy cause the skys the limit
    And we ain't finished
    And if my homies gonna ride ya know I'm with it
    (Monoxide Child)
    Puff it and pass it and I give it to my homies ya'll
    Hit it and quit it and then I give it to my homies ya'll
    I got the world around my finger with my homies ya'll
    And everything is obsilete unless I hear my homies call
    We worldwide, were homies across the planet
    Sticking together like zippers on Michael Jackson's 'Beat It' jacket
    They got my back like a tat for that, I love ya'll
    Hanging till we old and grey like grandpa (Psychopathic)
    (Chorus)
    HOMIES HOMIES!!! (Talk about those dogs of mine!)
    My motherfucking HOMIES HOMIES!!! (Be throwing up Clown Love signs!)
    We are juggalo HOMIES HOMIES!!! (Talk about those dogs of mine!)
    (Juggalo homies)HOMIES HOMIES (hey hey hey)
    If ya don't like me ya can Fuck Off!!
    (Got a bullet for every one)If ya don't like me ya can Fuck Off!!
    (Got a bullet for every one)If ya don't like me ya can Fuck Off!!
    (Got a bullet for every one)If ya don't like me ya can Fuck Off!!
    Fuck Off!!! Fuck Off!!! (Anybody Killa going off)
    My mothafukin HOMIES HOMIES!!! (Talk about those dogs of mine!)
    We are juggalo HOMIES HOMIES!!! (Be throwing up Clown Love signs!)
    (Juggalo homies) HOMIES HOMIES!!! (Talk about those dogs of mine!)
    (Eastside, Westside!)HOMIES HOMIES If ya don't like me ya can Fuck Off!!
    (Got a bullet for every one)If ya don't like me ya can Fuck Off!!
    (Got a bullet for every one)If ya don't like me ya can Fuck Off!!
    (Got a bullet for every one)If ya don't like me ya can Fuck Off!!
    Fuck Off!!! Fuck Off!!! (ICP and Twiztid giving props)

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