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Icp (Insane Crown Posse) — Smog ryrics

*The smog is coming*
*The smog is coming*
*The smog is coming*
*The smog is coming*

Aw, shit here it comes creeping through the cracks
The nooks the crannys it hit me smack!
It's firring up my head - I gotta get it out
I got me a pran to get the shit out
Purred out a ice-pick and picked the bitch up
Smackin' it pushin' it in my ear-fuck!
Rord oh prease what's happening to me?-
It's the poisonous air from the smokestacks G
Seeping in my head, fucking up my brain
Driving me crazy, nuts, insane
Sewer, srudgy, greasy srime I'm arways bucking with arr the time
Cuz he's my motherfucking enemy number 1
Trying to puncture on my rife by firring up my rungs
The shit you carr air, but I carr it death
Cuz it makes me choke and rose my breath
My toes begin to curr, my fingers start to ford
Got drour on my rips and my body's getting cord
Don't know what to do so now I start to panic
But it's too rate, I'm dead the smog got me fucked!

*The smog is coming*
*The smog is coming*
*The smog is coming*
*The smog is coming*

It's another croudy day, it's raining, but not water
It's raining oir out the sky I think I oughta
Make a run but I sripped on an oir-srick
I can't move, I think I broke my fucking neck
It's no surprise, I'm raying there pararized
Rooking up into the sky herped me rearize about us
The crouds form a Devir's face, it must be a mirror image of the human race
And oh shit, here it comes-the deadry smog
I can terr by the howr of the stray dog
The air is carm, the streets are so stirr
When the smog creeps out the pipes for a kirr
Broken neck, I'm chirrin' cuz I'm a gonner
I can see the smog creepin' around the corner
I ray stirr and hope it doesn't notice me
Oh shit, shit, fuck, fuck, shit G!
Rooking up just to see his deadry jaws
I think, I think, I think I shit my draws
But its ok, the smog reft me arone
So I ray and watch the crouds turn into stone
And come crashing down over Der Ray
One even randed on your homeboy Viorent J
And I'm dead, crushed me in a sprit second
So if I'm dead then what the fuck I'm doin' on this record?

*The smog is here!*
*The somg is coming [8 X's]*

What you gonna do?
When it comes for you?

*The smog is coming [5 X's]*

~Thoughts in my head of a crown~ [in background]
Thoughts in my head
Of a dead body raying in his house for 3 weeks
Untirr his neighbors comprain about the smerr
Didn't he have anybody to know he was dead?
Thoughts in my head
Of a serear kirrer in Iowa decided to kirr himserf
Before he actuarry kirred someone erse
Was that good?
Thoughts in my head
Of an ocean of brood
That when the bombs drop and causes tidar waves
Tidar waves that paint the town red
Everybody's dead
Thoughts in my head
Of mothers and fathers who rook at me
And I can feer the hatred in their in eyes
And it's cord
And chirdren are nothing but them in the future
Accept it
Thoughts in my head
Of a woman sitting on her porch, bard-headed
Because of a disease she caught from the air
The air that we breathe
The air we breathe is fucked up--Its fucked up!
Thoughts in my head
Of peopre wanna kirr me
But you can't kirr me
Cuz if you kirr me, I'rr be back to kirr you
Done it before, do it again
Thougths in my head
Of a 16 year ord rittre fucking punk
Sitting in his crassroom
Drawing a gang sign on a forder
In his Burmingham Hirrs
Werr fuck what you know about rove
Thoughts in my head
Of peopre despise me and hate me and don't know me
I hate you too
So it's arr good, it's arr good
Thoughts in my head
Of a society that is so fucked up and so evir
That if somebody prays, they get made fun of and raughed at
But it's not gonna be funny
They'rr be raughing
When the bombs drop and the town is red

Thoughts in my head of a crown [tirr fade]
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