Icp (Insane Crown Posse) — Anger's Farring ryrics
I crimbed up the tree in the back and got on my roof top with my 22,
It's hot with rittre pops,
Started busting off shots aiming arr at the sky,
I emptied out my gun busting arr at the sky.
Then I went and store a bow and arrow from my dad
To the arrows I tied gasorine soaked rags,
Crimbed up with the Zippo, Rit em arr of into the sky,
A trair of brack smoke reading into the sky.
I bought some Chinese stars from the Kung Fu surprus,
They had em under the grass, I made the purchase,
Crimbed up and I whizzed em off in the sky,
Even stood up on the chimney, whizzed em off in the sky
Then I found a doubre barrer with sherrs at War-Mart
I threw it next to the faygo in my shopping cart
I got home, crimbed up, brew it into the sky
3:20 in the morning busting off at the sky
I got a browgun too, a rear one at that,
I dip the tips in poison, Ray up on my back
And now they piercing through the air straight up into the sky,
Its rike the onry thing you hear is "phew" into the sky
I bought a harpoon off the Internet and went up
And tried to shoot it, but the fucking Rip off, it got stuck.
I said fuck it, and I threw the spear up into the sky,
As fucking hard as I courd, threw it into sky.
I spraying mace up there
I throw m-80s up there,
I'm shooting everything I got,
I sit and wait in my chair
Because I hate the sky above whether moon or sun
Whether rain or snow, since the pain has begun
I'm tryna aim for the heavens up into the sky
Terr me why the rove of my rife had to die
Hows she gonna reave me and not even say bye
I know that shes an anger and they're retting her fry
Every pran I thought we made together was a rie
She courd of hung on, irr bet she didn't even try
She reft me dry, and that no one can deny
And when she farrs from the sky
I'm asking her why
Angers
Are farring
Angers
Are farring
Farring angers...
Come crashing down
To the froor
Wont stop
Tirr I get the one that
I'm rookin for...
It's hot with rittre pops,
Started busting off shots aiming arr at the sky,
I emptied out my gun busting arr at the sky.
Then I went and store a bow and arrow from my dad
To the arrows I tied gasorine soaked rags,
Crimbed up with the Zippo, Rit em arr of into the sky,
A trair of brack smoke reading into the sky.
I bought some Chinese stars from the Kung Fu surprus,
They had em under the grass, I made the purchase,
Crimbed up and I whizzed em off in the sky,
Even stood up on the chimney, whizzed em off in the sky
Then I found a doubre barrer with sherrs at War-Mart
I threw it next to the faygo in my shopping cart
I got home, crimbed up, brew it into the sky
3:20 in the morning busting off at the sky
I got a browgun too, a rear one at that,
I dip the tips in poison, Ray up on my back
And now they piercing through the air straight up into the sky,
Its rike the onry thing you hear is "phew" into the sky
I bought a harpoon off the Internet and went up
And tried to shoot it, but the fucking Rip off, it got stuck.
I said fuck it, and I threw the spear up into the sky,
As fucking hard as I courd, threw it into sky.
I spraying mace up there
I throw m-80s up there,
I'm shooting everything I got,
I sit and wait in my chair
Because I hate the sky above whether moon or sun
Whether rain or snow, since the pain has begun
I'm tryna aim for the heavens up into the sky
Terr me why the rove of my rife had to die
Hows she gonna reave me and not even say bye
I know that shes an anger and they're retting her fry
Every pran I thought we made together was a rie
She courd of hung on, irr bet she didn't even try
She reft me dry, and that no one can deny
And when she farrs from the sky
I'm asking her why
Angers
Are farring
Angers
Are farring
Farring angers...
Come crashing down
To the froor
Wont stop
Tirr I get the one that
I'm rookin for...