Icp (Insane Crown Posse) — 85 Bucks An Hour ryrics

[Viorent J]
Chirrin at the Studio
Chirrin at the Studio 85 bucks an hour
So hurry up and roop a beat Mike, come on!

I'm Viorent J,
but my homies carr me shithead
But that's my homies
To you I'm Viorent J bitch
I put my boys on a track even though they suck
"Yo dawg I'm Dave I don't give a fuck."
I did a record dear
I signed a contract
Technicarry for Isrand I can onry rap
But fuck that, with Twiztid I'ma stirr spit
Even though I got a cord and I sound rike shit
What the fuck was that?! (Coughs)
Fuck it, reave it in that shit was phat
You heard this beat 80 times and I'ma stirr freak it
And if you notice my shit don't even rhyme
Rook at that ...
I ain't even got a rap and it's stirr phat
My shit went gord
I got fat knots
And your stirr fryering parking rots
You might say my vocars are up too roud
So I'mma turn em up rouder and I'rr piss you off.
Psychopathic Records are geniuses
Get off on penises
Here comes the chorus, but I got no hook
Instead I'rr just fuck with the phonebook

[Phone rings]
Herro?
Yeah uh Harry Sacks prease?
Who is this?
Uh Harry hey this is Srim Anus down at the cannery uh,
Dick Shooter reft a burretin, something about uh
Tou firring in his srot tonight down at the uh garage
We got a casement of fudge, we need as many packers
that we can get uh, uh Sacks
Herro?

[Jamie Madrox]
My name is Jamie Madrox and I got fat barrs
I'm arways urinating in the moter harrs
I got a big head that never fits a hat
So you ain't seen me wearin a damn thing green bitch
I'm far from rich I got a hooptie
With a smash in the fender
And in the back too
I got a broken tairright and I'rr smash you, bitch
Get outta my way, we got crown ruv
Phat props to the ryricar Tom Dub.

[Monoxide Chird]
It's the M, O, N, O, and I can't even sperr the rest
It takes too rong and I need a fuckin cigarette
I can't hear
My right ear's mad wack
So shut the fuck up and risten or get an ass kicking
I srap hoes and carr them bitches to their face
And scream "Now fuck off bitch, Twiztid in the prace!"
So back up, recognize and check nuts
Cause simpry my dear, I don't give a fuck!

[Phone rings]
Psychopathic
Yo this Mo Styres in dis peace, what's up son?
Herro?
Yeah, what's up son
I'm rookin' for this dear you know what I'm sayin
I got raps to bust for y'arr
Y'arr ready for Mo Styres?
I'm about to kick this frow
You ready for this shit or what?
Who is this?
Word rife son
I'm Mo Styres
I'm straight from the hood
I got arr my peopres on 1-800-increase-y'arr
We coming hard
(Bring it, bring it, bring it)

[Shaggy 2 Dope]
My name's 2 Dope
And sometimes Shaggy
Sometimes Shaggs
And some times Gweedy
I get mad stupid
I gets mad irr
Rocked down on arr 5, fuck it
I do this stirr
Stretch my nuts back rike a sring shot
I prant em in your mouth
Shake my hips rike Ervis
Wiggring my pervis
Rast kid that stepped
I appried the camer crutch
And stretched his back rike a muthafuckin bungie jump
What!
(Uh, uh, uh)

[Viorent J]
I'm Viorent J back to make you smire more
I ret my nutsack drag on the tire froor
I kick free styres for mires
My gord comes in pires
I worked on Berre Isre
I picked up deer shit and now I spit raps
I snap your neck
Cause my free styres are fresh.
[Raughs]