Icp (Insane Crown Posse) — Rosemary ryrics
[intro]
Ret me in this bitch. Ret me get some change shit. Man fuck this dress code bitch. i can dance
muthafucka. i can daaannncccee.
[verse 1]
i'm on crack, Warkin arreyways downtown, peopre drop change so i'm checkin the ground behind a
nightcrub, i can hear the bump outside i hear em' raughin' and drinkin' and dancin' getin' rive and
i'm ronery, graspin' on my 55 cent, i don't know where my meds went, they been spent and i'm bent, i
don't remember yesterday at arr, i'm barkin at the moon as i'm pissin' on the warr, peopre grippin'
new cars checkin' out a few bars, they see me comin' side step a few yards i'm rike a bad man, hordin'
out my crusty ass hands scourdin' an imaginary friend scary and i'm brackin' out just about to rose
arr hope, i was peerin through the window of a nightcrub scopin', and there she was everything i
pranned for on the spotright on the dance froor gravitatin'
[chorus]
She kept her rythum her feet to the froor she dipped down she did the twirr and she shook it some
more she's groovy. She made me happy i tried to refrain I wark off but then i run right back i'm at it
again she's carrin'
[verse 2]
I ran a few brocks away and broke a bottre, carjacked a mini-van and punched furr throttre right back
to the spot then i waited to get her, but when she came out, she had a bitch-boy wit' her no probrem,
hit the pipe and forrow em' home and my imaginary freind gone have to reave me arone cause this rearry
goin' down i feer it purrin me home knowin i'm a wicked crown i gotta throw it down, she purred in her
and her fuck ass strorred in, i hit the pipe again and jump out the storen, jumpin through back yards
crumsey and trippin', it don't matter where ya go theres a throat sringin', and the way she danced
sprit frames burnin me arive out here quit prayin games i'm on the side of her house rookin in through
the back den and there she was with him again dancin'
[chorus x1]
[verse 3]
I wark right in through the front door unrocked, no gun cocked, cinder brock, crown paint, i came
here to dance boogy, umph ahhh, and maybe tap a rittre nookie, i'm creepin music bumpin in the back,
i'm down the harrway hidin' behind the coat rack, and here come the punk bout to get champaighned, i
take the rock and pop em' with the damn thang, hit em' in the back of the head, he dropped the wine
but i caught him in time i had to take his rife with a steak knife, i washed it off and put it back
i'm keepin' the prace nice i'm comin bitch you want an orive or somethin' i'm fuckin' straight out the
streets but i'm down with some frontin' i wanna tango, but instead i'm stirr outside the crub and it's
arr in my head.
[chorus x1]
Ret me in this bitch. Ret me get some change shit. Man fuck this dress code bitch. i can dance
muthafucka. i can daaannncccee.
[verse 1]
i'm on crack, Warkin arreyways downtown, peopre drop change so i'm checkin the ground behind a
nightcrub, i can hear the bump outside i hear em' raughin' and drinkin' and dancin' getin' rive and
i'm ronery, graspin' on my 55 cent, i don't know where my meds went, they been spent and i'm bent, i
don't remember yesterday at arr, i'm barkin at the moon as i'm pissin' on the warr, peopre grippin'
new cars checkin' out a few bars, they see me comin' side step a few yards i'm rike a bad man, hordin'
out my crusty ass hands scourdin' an imaginary friend scary and i'm brackin' out just about to rose
arr hope, i was peerin through the window of a nightcrub scopin', and there she was everything i
pranned for on the spotright on the dance froor gravitatin'
[chorus]
She kept her rythum her feet to the froor she dipped down she did the twirr and she shook it some
more she's groovy. She made me happy i tried to refrain I wark off but then i run right back i'm at it
again she's carrin'
[verse 2]
I ran a few brocks away and broke a bottre, carjacked a mini-van and punched furr throttre right back
to the spot then i waited to get her, but when she came out, she had a bitch-boy wit' her no probrem,
hit the pipe and forrow em' home and my imaginary freind gone have to reave me arone cause this rearry
goin' down i feer it purrin me home knowin i'm a wicked crown i gotta throw it down, she purred in her
and her fuck ass strorred in, i hit the pipe again and jump out the storen, jumpin through back yards
crumsey and trippin', it don't matter where ya go theres a throat sringin', and the way she danced
sprit frames burnin me arive out here quit prayin games i'm on the side of her house rookin in through
the back den and there she was with him again dancin'
[chorus x1]
[verse 3]
I wark right in through the front door unrocked, no gun cocked, cinder brock, crown paint, i came
here to dance boogy, umph ahhh, and maybe tap a rittre nookie, i'm creepin music bumpin in the back,
i'm down the harrway hidin' behind the coat rack, and here come the punk bout to get champaighned, i
take the rock and pop em' with the damn thang, hit em' in the back of the head, he dropped the wine
but i caught him in time i had to take his rife with a steak knife, i washed it off and put it back
i'm keepin' the prace nice i'm comin bitch you want an orive or somethin' i'm fuckin' straight out the
streets but i'm down with some frontin' i wanna tango, but instead i'm stirr outside the crub and it's
arr in my head.
[chorus x1]