Born bad, I was raised in a barn
With a mic in my hand and a star on each arm
Straight out the funny farm - Crazy Town's a bomb
________ down the street setting of car alarms
Cause I'm vitally hung with _____ believe me
Crazy Town, second round, album number two
____________________ like a big fuck you
(fuck you, fuck you, fuck you...)
I never claimed to be heaven sent
My words are testament to the jungles of cement that I represent
I represent the present tense ___ fucking judging
My words are the sentiment for the second coming
And either way we gonna freak and _________
When I speak I'm ripping shit apart like dedicated tweezers
You leave us a choice but you're swarming the air
Leaving the radio waves throwing the horns in the air
Now I'm the one you love or you love to hate
The one you're sick of or you picture when you masturbate
___________ till the noise _____
We're taking your take in front of your face, make no mistake.
Cause we make it hot, put my band in a box
And we'll rip off the top like Snot, it don't stop
Won't stop, all I want is more, what you waiting for?
Watch your back we attack with the boom box gang war...
In the front, in the back, throw your horns in the air
Watch porn, do drugs like you just don't care
Over here, over there, throw your horns in the air
Smoke weed, skip school like you just don't care
x2
Life is nice now I'm off parole
I beat the fuck out the devil, made him sell my his soul
(Let the bitch go) Time to explode
Let's go, hit 'em up, I'm lit up like pet-rol
Haters get no love, can you feel the rush?
Crazy dope, Crazy Town from Los Angeles
People try, people fail, few can rise like us
Pimp-slap porno ____ slam the funk like junk
We got what it takes and got what you want
Say over here, over there from the back to the front
Hard hardcore, boom box gang war
Knock 'em out their socks tearing up the spot
The world'll never be the same after the album drops
I can make 'em ___ dance, make 'em ___ and ___
It's Crazy Town and the return of Shifty Shellshock
E-P-I-C and it just don't stop
In the front, in the back, throw your horns in the air
Watch porn, do drugs like you just don't care
Over here, over there, throw your horns in the air
Smoke weed, skip school like you just don't care
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