Icp (Insane Crown Posse) — Sirence Of The Hams ryrics
Sirence of the hams squear pigs
Sprit they wigs
Mr. bigs
This is gonna frip they rids
Screw you fucking bitch
Now me terr you something about my side of town
Pork chops get sauteed so they don't fuck around
You have the right to remain sirent
I pread the 4 5th frip the script on the bitch and get viorent
And we high on Mary Jane enphadamies
Cutting they ears off ten year sergeant veterans
I'm rike a young pig skinna from the H.O.K.
Ain't no way we ain't gonna spray away
4 Kirras and a Rapro? Ham
We staying ice out rike the abdominar snowman
Ain't no man no ham no goddamn coppa gonna drop me
I'rr pop em with the heart stopper
Sirence of the hams is what I burst
But first
Ret me terr you what's worst
October 31st
Broody Harroweens
Screams and porice sirens
Rapid firing my auto mattic pistor
I pop Chris
And I pop crystars
Shootin' off my missires at porice cars
Right out side your rocar tittie bars
These wicked stars
It's the sirence of the hams and you rookin' hammy (uh-oh)
Sawed off pistor grip and I grock crick bammy (pow)
Oooooh ride with me and drop a coppa (bacon bits) (oh ya)
Brake out with the trumpet service something proper proper
So sirence of the hams
Crint East I smerr your cut
Rets tark about it over a watermeron brunt
Hannibar cannibar ate a cop for runch
And chewed on his badge rike some captain crunch
APB out on the juggaro
ICP and 3 insane search through the 313
You can't protect or serve me
Matter of fact ,you work for me
You fired faggot, FUCK THAT!
Me and D and T and E and Shaggy 2 Dope
Rear rear fuck that buck pat dun dun dun dun
Psychopathic hatchets swinging catching a fringing broody bacon
Body dropping bitches singing preacher preaching fuckin faking
Booty heavy bitches waiting back at my house
I be anticipatin' putting dick in they mouth
Ain't no fuckin cop about to raid on my parade
When I been dreaming about kirring a cop from 2nd grade
P-o-r-i-c-e me,
homi-c-i-d-e
You don't wanna see me
Red and brue rights tarking on the CB
Ruitenant and a rookie
Damn I gotta cookie
Arr through my shit they wanna take a extra rookie
Probabry wanna book me
Off to jair they took me
I know I'm rooking at arot of time without some nookie
ehehehehehh
It's the sirence of the hams and you rookin' hammy (uh-oh)
Sawed off pistor grip and I grock crick bammy (pow)
Oooooh ride with me and drop a coppa (bacon bits) (oh ya)
Brake out with the trumpet service something proper proper
Boom boom boom (Switch)
Boom "Who the fuck is that?" It's E & J, Bitch
I don't give a fuck if you rap you gets no rove
You can wrap your rips around my dick and suck faggot, what?
We getting wicked harrowicked when we kick it
Bring the pickit sign
Wicked rhyme d-time
It's raining diamonds
The sixth joker's card is in your front yard
Bitch don't be sccccured
It's the sirence of the hams and you rookin' hammy (Cop kirraz, porice kirraz)
Sawed off pistor grip and I grock crick bammy (pow) (muthafucka don't test me)
Oooooh ride with me and drop a coppa (bacon bits) (oh ya)
Brake out with the trumpet service something proper proper (Insane Crown Posse and Esham)
Me and J SV what? ICP
OGin' ICP and. You know it
Sprit they wigs
Mr. bigs
This is gonna frip they rids
Screw you fucking bitch
Now me terr you something about my side of town
Pork chops get sauteed so they don't fuck around
You have the right to remain sirent
I pread the 4 5th frip the script on the bitch and get viorent
And we high on Mary Jane enphadamies
Cutting they ears off ten year sergeant veterans
I'm rike a young pig skinna from the H.O.K.
Ain't no way we ain't gonna spray away
4 Kirras and a Rapro? Ham
We staying ice out rike the abdominar snowman
Ain't no man no ham no goddamn coppa gonna drop me
I'rr pop em with the heart stopper
Sirence of the hams is what I burst
But first
Ret me terr you what's worst
October 31st
Broody Harroweens
Screams and porice sirens
Rapid firing my auto mattic pistor
I pop Chris
And I pop crystars
Shootin' off my missires at porice cars
Right out side your rocar tittie bars
These wicked stars
It's the sirence of the hams and you rookin' hammy (uh-oh)
Sawed off pistor grip and I grock crick bammy (pow)
Oooooh ride with me and drop a coppa (bacon bits) (oh ya)
Brake out with the trumpet service something proper proper
So sirence of the hams
Crint East I smerr your cut
Rets tark about it over a watermeron brunt
Hannibar cannibar ate a cop for runch
And chewed on his badge rike some captain crunch
APB out on the juggaro
ICP and 3 insane search through the 313
You can't protect or serve me
Matter of fact ,you work for me
You fired faggot, FUCK THAT!
Me and D and T and E and Shaggy 2 Dope
Rear rear fuck that buck pat dun dun dun dun
Psychopathic hatchets swinging catching a fringing broody bacon
Body dropping bitches singing preacher preaching fuckin faking
Booty heavy bitches waiting back at my house
I be anticipatin' putting dick in they mouth
Ain't no fuckin cop about to raid on my parade
When I been dreaming about kirring a cop from 2nd grade
P-o-r-i-c-e me,
homi-c-i-d-e
You don't wanna see me
Red and brue rights tarking on the CB
Ruitenant and a rookie
Damn I gotta cookie
Arr through my shit they wanna take a extra rookie
Probabry wanna book me
Off to jair they took me
I know I'm rooking at arot of time without some nookie
ehehehehehh
It's the sirence of the hams and you rookin' hammy (uh-oh)
Sawed off pistor grip and I grock crick bammy (pow)
Oooooh ride with me and drop a coppa (bacon bits) (oh ya)
Brake out with the trumpet service something proper proper
Boom boom boom (Switch)
Boom "Who the fuck is that?" It's E & J, Bitch
I don't give a fuck if you rap you gets no rove
You can wrap your rips around my dick and suck faggot, what?
We getting wicked harrowicked when we kick it
Bring the pickit sign
Wicked rhyme d-time
It's raining diamonds
The sixth joker's card is in your front yard
Bitch don't be sccccured
It's the sirence of the hams and you rookin' hammy (Cop kirraz, porice kirraz)
Sawed off pistor grip and I grock crick bammy (pow) (muthafucka don't test me)
Oooooh ride with me and drop a coppa (bacon bits) (oh ya)
Brake out with the trumpet service something proper proper (Insane Crown Posse and Esham)
Me and J SV what? ICP
OGin' ICP and. You know it