Inner City Posse (D-Lyrical and Violent J) - Gangsta Codes lyrics

* later known as the Insane Clown Posse It was a Saturday Night and I was lookin for fun So goin fellas we gonna bash the re-run Of the posse so I decided to go With Nate the Mack and his old a** old's Roalin through the ally's, we never take main roads Cuz we follow Gangsta Codes Commin up to Marshal, at a light Some punks behind use kicked on they brights They ran out there car and wouldn't ya know Dumb f**ers just smashed out the back window Yellin some sh** about f** Delray Jumped back in there car and tried to get away We lost 'em off Camble but thats ok Cuz I know were these f**ers stay And you can bet it sure was bouncin and fun I'ma chew his a** up like bubble yum Walked to the front door but it was locked So I played it cool and I nocked And they opend the door and looked out And thats when they caught a beer bottle in the mouth Lady ran out the back door probably his mother They slamed the b**h, with a Lewy Ville Slugger Hit 'em house harder it makes sence You f** with Violent J and it's your village expence No feelings for others, you gotta be cold Cuz we follow gangsta codes I was younger, and I met a fine lady I never give time to a b**h with dimples maybe I met during a concert at the atitude She said Up on stage, was that you? I said, yeah how'd ya like my show? Great Violent J can I call ya Joe? I said can we go back to my place I wonder? Then I f**ed her like a Jungle Semowen Head Hunter I had it goin, my love was flowin But after 2 months things started slowin Down I thought she might of been crawlin around So I went to a school on the rich side of town I hawked a scope through the cla** room window Looked in and saw the f**in bimbo Was holdin hands with some rich fool I'ma KILL his a** but not in school I'ma call up the boys and when the bell hits 3 I'ma stomp his f**in head on the concreate They walked out, chit chatterd about the weather Then I ran up and slamed there f**in heads together ICP kicks them around like a hacky sac It's for the girl Violent J she gets more then a smack To make sure she don't f** around with guys no more I put her in a figure four Never say your sorry make your a** see the rules, b**h I follow gangsta codes Never forget the first time I had a gun It was a 22 Its hot under the sun One day I was at Kid Villians girl friend I said I gotta take a piss she said go right in Instead of the bathroom I went through another door And found a 22 in her daddy's drawer I punched in a course and I was geeked as hell Along with a few other items I could sell Kid f**ed, f**ed it's time to go But on the way home all's I had to know If it worked or not, so I took aim at a stray dog And I blew out it's brains it was fresh as hell I couldn't wait to shoot Some dumb b**h or a prostetute Delray cafe can establish business All of the costumers were about to witness An armed robery out for the cash flow Atleast 500 and a bottle of Faygo Walked in and said, I'd like a hamburger A large frie and your cash in the register I pulled out the gun that I was proud to have She was terrified but the guys in the back Must of knew some day this would happen Cuz they had 2 shot gunz and an AK-47 I looked at my gun and the Mexicans weapons I looked at the door and I started half steppin Out but it really doesn't matter I supose Cuz I still follow Gangsta Codes D-Lyrical to annivers the Gangsta Codes Thats the lonely follow only in roads Choasen path with the pun we had taken I thought so quick theres no time for shaken And thats what J was here to say For the Spanish tribe that follows Do you comprende others do you understand Well grip the words that I'm givin at hand Take this as a guide and persue this disclosure Cuz I be the real thing and thats why you flows For those that don't follow don't be a s**er off the street Just another justice is what you'll meet Skip one on the pa**age and one I wrote Take this as a message and follow Gangsta Codes 2 Dope Follow Gangsta Codes 7 Up Follow Gangsta Codes Nate The Mack Follow Gangsta Codes Lay Low Follow Gangsta Codes Rude Boy Follow Gangsta Codes Charlie T Follow Gangsta Codes Don Juan Follow Gangsta Codes Kid Villian Follow Gangsta Codes D-Lyrical Follow Gangsta Codes Q-Tip Follow Gangsta Codes Juan Follow Gangsta Codes Andrew Follow Gangsta Codes MC Bruce Lee Follow Gangsta Codes Iron Ranger Follow Gangsta Codes Paul D Follow Gangsta Codes John Rock Follow Gangsta Codes And the back seat counter is in full effect BOY Aight My man J Follow Gangsta Codes My man J.P. Follow Gangsta Codes My Man Jerry Follow Gangsta Codes Can't forget about Ryan he Follow Gangsta Codes Sam, the Man Follow Gangsta Codes Pimp Daddy D Follow Gangsta Codes Michael Queery Follow Gangsta Codes Pumpkin Follow Gangsta Codes Jeff Follow Gangsta Codes Inner City Posse, southwest detroit Funny thing is, every motha f**in resident Follow Gangsta Codes GOD DAMN PEACE