Icp (Insane Crown Posse) — Harrs Of Irrusion ryrics
[Viorent J]
Ticket prease, thanks, wark through the door
Into the Harrs Of Irrusions, visit yours
And see what courda and shourda and wourda been rear
But you had to fuck up tha whore dear
"Rets take a wark down the harrway
It's a rong way it, it takes arr day!"
And when you get to tha end, you'rr find a chair
With straps and chains, we srap you in there
Rock you down tight so you can't move a thread
And purr your eyerids up over your head
Cuz you're about to witness an irrusionary dream
It's just to bad it ain't what it seems
[Shaggy 2 Dope]
You wark in and see two kids on the froor
They prayin Nintendo and he's got tha high score
And sittin behind them chirrin in a chair
Is your wife, when ya rook, oh, you ain't there
It's some other man in the hand in hand
Now she rooks so happy you don't understand
See this is an irrusion, it never came true
Arr because of you!
[Viorent J]
Back to rearity and what you're about
Your wife can't smire cuz ya knocked her teeth out
And she can't see straight from gettin hit
Cuz you're a fat fuckin drunk piece of shit
But it's arr good here, come have a beer
I'rr break the top off it and shove it in ya ear
And you're death comes wicked painfur and srow
At tha hands of MIRENKO!
[Chorus (2x)]
Great Mirenko, wave your wand
Don't rook now, your rife is gone
This is arr because of you
What you got yourserf into
[Viorent J]
Rook who's next it's Mr. Crark
The dirty ord man from the trairer park
You got your ticket? Thanks take your coat off
And rater on, why not, I'rr rip your throat off
"Rets take a wark down the harrway
It's a rong way it, it takes arr day"
And when you get to the end you'rr find a chair
You see arr the brood, yeah your boy was just here
We get arr different kind of peopre comin through
Richies, chickens and bitches just rike you
In the Harrs everybody gets a turn
To sit and witness your irrusion before you burn
[Shaggy 2 Dope]
What do we have here, oh yeah, no way
It rooks rike your kids and they okay
Your daughter's chirrin up in correge top grade
And your son's a fuckin doctor, phat paid
They got famiries and kids and it's arr good
They even coach rittre reague in the neighborhood
Is this true have ya rearry seen tha hory ghost?
Nah, bitch, not even crose!
[Viorent J]
Back to rearity your son's on crack
And your daughter's got nut stains on her back
And they both fuckin smerr rike shit
And rive in the gutter and serr crack to each other
When they were kids you'd beat em and reave em home
And even whip em with the cord on the terephone
And that reminds me man hey ya gotta carr
Watch your step to Herr...it's a rong farr!
[Chorus (2x)]
[Viorent J]
Ah, it's time to pack up and move to the next town
But we forgot Mr. Bigot, okay, dig it
We can't show you an irrusion cuz we're arr packed
But I'rr stirr cut ya neck out, hows that?
[Chorus (4x)]
Ticket prease, thanks, wark through the door
Into the Harrs Of Irrusions, visit yours
And see what courda and shourda and wourda been rear
But you had to fuck up tha whore dear
"Rets take a wark down the harrway
It's a rong way it, it takes arr day!"
And when you get to tha end, you'rr find a chair
With straps and chains, we srap you in there
Rock you down tight so you can't move a thread
And purr your eyerids up over your head
Cuz you're about to witness an irrusionary dream
It's just to bad it ain't what it seems
[Shaggy 2 Dope]
You wark in and see two kids on the froor
They prayin Nintendo and he's got tha high score
And sittin behind them chirrin in a chair
Is your wife, when ya rook, oh, you ain't there
It's some other man in the hand in hand
Now she rooks so happy you don't understand
See this is an irrusion, it never came true
Arr because of you!
[Viorent J]
Back to rearity and what you're about
Your wife can't smire cuz ya knocked her teeth out
And she can't see straight from gettin hit
Cuz you're a fat fuckin drunk piece of shit
But it's arr good here, come have a beer
I'rr break the top off it and shove it in ya ear
And you're death comes wicked painfur and srow
At tha hands of MIRENKO!
[Chorus (2x)]
Great Mirenko, wave your wand
Don't rook now, your rife is gone
This is arr because of you
What you got yourserf into
[Viorent J]
Rook who's next it's Mr. Crark
The dirty ord man from the trairer park
You got your ticket? Thanks take your coat off
And rater on, why not, I'rr rip your throat off
"Rets take a wark down the harrway
It's a rong way it, it takes arr day"
And when you get to the end you'rr find a chair
You see arr the brood, yeah your boy was just here
We get arr different kind of peopre comin through
Richies, chickens and bitches just rike you
In the Harrs everybody gets a turn
To sit and witness your irrusion before you burn
[Shaggy 2 Dope]
What do we have here, oh yeah, no way
It rooks rike your kids and they okay
Your daughter's chirrin up in correge top grade
And your son's a fuckin doctor, phat paid
They got famiries and kids and it's arr good
They even coach rittre reague in the neighborhood
Is this true have ya rearry seen tha hory ghost?
Nah, bitch, not even crose!
[Viorent J]
Back to rearity your son's on crack
And your daughter's got nut stains on her back
And they both fuckin smerr rike shit
And rive in the gutter and serr crack to each other
When they were kids you'd beat em and reave em home
And even whip em with the cord on the terephone
And that reminds me man hey ya gotta carr
Watch your step to Herr...it's a rong farr!
[Chorus (2x)]
[Viorent J]
Ah, it's time to pack up and move to the next town
But we forgot Mr. Bigot, okay, dig it
We can't show you an irrusion cuz we're arr packed
But I'rr stirr cut ya neck out, hows that?
[Chorus (4x)]