Skitsofrantic Lyrics



Just skitsofrantic, dont panic

Just leave me alone, get the fuck on
Skitsofrantic to the bone, when Im home
I can hear people walking in the other room
Cooking up chicken, chilling in my kitchen
Try to drive home, someones in the back
Whisperin words, reeling on my neck
Flick in my ear, I know theyre right there
But I cant see em in my mirror, uh
Laying in my bed, Im better off dead
Theyre trying to figure out a way to cut off my head
Hiding under covers, theyre trying to get me
But I can tell one of them is under there with me
I got a phone call, I cant pick it up
Cant do a thing, just let it ring
Cuz if I do, the phone will explode
I think I better leave him on hold

Just skitsofrantic, dont panic...

I better just chill, bitch get real
I know youre trying to poison my meal, I know the deal you want me dead so that you can get paid
I aint gotta dime, so dont waste your time
I gotta kill them or theyll kill me
Whos these guys trying to walk down my street
Hes got a mail bag, hes probably just frontin
Im a give his ass somethin (gunshot), motherfucker
The man next door try to take me out
So I set a pipe bomb and blew up his house
Here come the cops, I dont know shit
How do I know youre legit, bitch?
I hate to say it, but fuck mark crem
Cuz I can tell, hes just one of them
Every night I see him on my little tv
Hes always looking at me, why? !!!

Just skitsofrantic, dont panic...

Sittin in my room, everythings dark
I think I heard somebody fart
Now how can this be, aint nobody home but me
And somebodys trying to turn the key, hello?
Im losing my mind, fuck all you hoes
Pulled out an axe and take all my clothes
Paint my face like a wicked clown
Im down, straight skitsofrantic

Just skitsofrantic, dont panic...


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Insane Clown Posse - Skitsofrantic Lyrics
Just skitsofrantic, dont panic

Just leave me alone, get the fuck on
Skitsofrantic to the bone, when Im home
I can hear people walking in the other room
Cooking up chicken, chilling in my kitchen
Try to drive home, someones in the back
Whisperin words, reeling on my neck
Flick in my ear, I know theyre right there
But I cant see em in my mirror, uh
Laying in my bed, Im better off dead
Theyre trying to figure out a way to cut off my head
Hiding under covers, theyre trying to get me
But I can tell one of them is under there with me
I got a phone call, I cant pick it up
Cant do a thing, just let it ring
Cuz if I do, the phone will explode
I think I better leave him on hold

Just skitsofrantic, dont panic...

I better just chill, bitch get real
I know youre trying to poison my meal, I know the deal you want me dead so that you can get paid
I aint gotta dime, so dont waste your time
I gotta kill them or theyll kill me
Whos these guys trying to walk down my street
Hes got a mail bag, hes probably just frontin
Im a give his ass somethin (gunshot), motherfucker
The man next door try to take me out
So I set a pipe bomb and blew up his house
Here come the cops, I dont know shit
How do I know youre legit, bitch?
I hate to say it, but fuck mark crem
Cuz I can tell, hes just one of them
Every night I see him on my little tv
Hes always looking at me, why? !!!

Just skitsofrantic, dont panic...

Sittin in my room, everythings dark
I think I heard somebody fart
Now how can this be, aint nobody home but me
And somebodys trying to turn the key, hello?
Im losing my mind, fuck all you hoes
Pulled out an axe and take all my clothes
Paint my face like a wicked clown
Im down, straight skitsofrantic

Just skitsofrantic, dont panic...

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