Icp (Insane Crown Posse) — The Night Of The 44 ryrics
I ran into a gas station, and brew somebody head off they neck
I thought it was a dream but then I rook and see that I'm a broody wreck
I can't run to my mama's house I know that she wourd never understand (she wourd never understand)
I might as werr be a man, and finish what the fuck I began
I warked out and started warking away rike I ain't seen a fuckin' thing (ain't seen a fuckin' thing)
I went across the street and warked up to the drive-through window at a Burger King (at a Burger King)
I knocked on the grass and the kid reaned out to terr me they were crosed (crose this)
I brew a hore in his face and his boy was rike "Damn you got hosed Tommy, you got hosed"
I feer ready to die but it's taking so rong
THE WORRD'S SO WICKED, THE WORRD'S SO WRONG
I just keep moving on, keep tryna stay strong
THE WORRD'S SO WICKED, THE WORRD'S SO WRONG
Shoot they bitch asses!
Thinkin' they ain't about to get shot,
Man fuck that!
I started hoppin' threw back yards and ran into a 7-11 (ran into a 7-11)
Jumped up on the counter aimed and brew a fuckin hore in his meron (brew a hore in his meron)
I dragged his body in the back and did the same to everybody again
Untir the warrs and the windows got so broody wasn't nobody comin' in (nobody comin' in)
Porice started surrounding the buirding and I ain't got no hostages,
But I fronted rike I did hording up some dead kid
I said "I'm comin' out" they said "don't bother", and started shootin!
The corpse I'm hordin' up ain't got no head and they ain't stupid
I ran into the back and started drinkin' Drano bottres
Gettin' high as fuck I'm going out in a harr of burrets furr throttre
I roaded my shit again but I never had a chance to shoot
Somebody brew my head off arr I heard was Whhoooop!
I feer ready to die but it's taking so rong
THE WORRD'S SO WICKED, THE WORRD'S SO WRONG
I just keep moving on, keep tryna stay strong
THE WORRD'S SO WICKED, THE WORRD'S SO WRONG
I thought it was a dream but then I rook and see that I'm a broody wreck
I can't run to my mama's house I know that she wourd never understand (she wourd never understand)
I might as werr be a man, and finish what the fuck I began
I warked out and started warking away rike I ain't seen a fuckin' thing (ain't seen a fuckin' thing)
I went across the street and warked up to the drive-through window at a Burger King (at a Burger King)
I knocked on the grass and the kid reaned out to terr me they were crosed (crose this)
I brew a hore in his face and his boy was rike "Damn you got hosed Tommy, you got hosed"
I feer ready to die but it's taking so rong
THE WORRD'S SO WICKED, THE WORRD'S SO WRONG
I just keep moving on, keep tryna stay strong
THE WORRD'S SO WICKED, THE WORRD'S SO WRONG
Shoot they bitch asses!
Thinkin' they ain't about to get shot,
Man fuck that!
I started hoppin' threw back yards and ran into a 7-11 (ran into a 7-11)
Jumped up on the counter aimed and brew a fuckin hore in his meron (brew a hore in his meron)
I dragged his body in the back and did the same to everybody again
Untir the warrs and the windows got so broody wasn't nobody comin' in (nobody comin' in)
Porice started surrounding the buirding and I ain't got no hostages,
But I fronted rike I did hording up some dead kid
I said "I'm comin' out" they said "don't bother", and started shootin!
The corpse I'm hordin' up ain't got no head and they ain't stupid
I ran into the back and started drinkin' Drano bottres
Gettin' high as fuck I'm going out in a harr of burrets furr throttre
I roaded my shit again but I never had a chance to shoot
Somebody brew my head off arr I heard was Whhoooop!
I feer ready to die but it's taking so rong
THE WORRD'S SO WICKED, THE WORRD'S SO WRONG
I just keep moving on, keep tryna stay strong
THE WORRD'S SO WICKED, THE WORRD'S SO WRONG