Insane Clown Posse - Dreams of Grandeur lyrics

[Violent J] I was out drinking all night long Riding home when something went gong There she was, a prostitute She look like a druggy but God, she cute Standing out front a seedy motel I'm blew out drunk like "What the hell?" And she was young, like twenty-one I asked her pimp if she could have some fun How much to keep her with me 'til dawn? 400 duckets, and it was on He posted up outside the room Guarding his treasure, a certified goon There we were inside her spot Five minutes later she was smoking a rock And I was shocked, I just stared But something burning inside me cared We talked all night, I pa**ed on f**ing But that gla** dick she kept s**ing She was gone, but she was sweet She was clean but had funky feet She said her pimp only feeds her rocks And pays her sh**, she can't clean her socks Together they travel from town to town He gets paid while she gets down Behind her life of agonizing She had a beauty that was hypnotizing I thought, "What if I made her mine? Send her to rehab on my dime?" Cleaned her up, washed her hair All she needs is someone to care I could help her escape these streets so mean And take her home where the sheets are clean Help her escape that evil devil And upgrade her to life on my level Asked was she down, she couldn't believe it And started to cry, "How do we achieve it?" I told her, "Just escape your room And be out front exactly at noon And I'll swoop on by, and scoop you up Look for me in my big black truck" She was with it, we had a plan I said goodbye and I kissed her hand I was determined when I got home to be there at noon And we'd be gone I laid my head down with dreams of grandeur (Was she there?) I'll never know the answer I overslept and woke up at 3 Sobered up like, "What's wrong with me?" I don't want no crackhead f**ing sleeze As my girlfriend, sh**, please I laughed it off and went back to bed She can have that pimp instead [Hook: Young Wicked] What the f** was I thinking? I don't want no hooker I was up all night drinking I thought she was a looker My delusions of grandeur Made me think I could have her Made me think I could save her Damn I was way to faded Woah, oh, oh Ah, damn I was way too faded off Woah