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

* later known as the Insane Clown Posse Philosophy and music, thats my category Hip-Hop thungs in the ghetto territory My story is cold but it must be told Started out with the very first man I rolled A party store owner, became a blood doner Donated some blood to a delly street corner I clubed the old man with a brick on the chin It was grand master sin but I'll do it again Prostetutes want loot so they can shot up Haha, whats goin up is the end of my boot b**h Right up your a** if you try and confront me Try and comfort me you lie in my trunky Pick you up down river, you never should quiver Deliver cap peeler dump your a** in the river I k** prostitutes just to who*e I can who*e Violent dribbles say man I'm in the ghetto territory My days away of well bred disbelievers are on their d**h beds My territory is what you vacate The realm is mine so let me say that This is a play that goes without sayin A disease of lyrics that is about to be infective Break it down to some intelligence B Aight Breakin it down till dawn Cuz your warshiping the ground I walk upon Fell short from the rhyme that was in youth Like an egection of steroids pumpin juice Lets return to a condition thats critical As I give a dose of me, the Lyrical So when I step to the door It better be me you had a ration for Felt the violence now feel intelligence Pleed the 5th, the case is irelivent In the croud is who will persue Whatever it takes, that what I'll do Cuz I'm a push over when it comes to a gathering Grab a mic, and make it start happening Break through from the ghetto to bring you this Punk didn't you know, I never miss I bout urenin to be hype If you get what I'm sayin, then your my type Don't worry, cuz I won't neglect Inner City Posse is in effect Why don't ya kick a little violence J Street gang so we bang sweet hours we hang Occupasion gang population ghetto thang Educatin make a facial was too much for me No smarter pushin cards at the A.M.P Now I wait down wage so I grab a gage Hopin saw once more hey make front page To survive detroit on average pay Some choose to abuse to live this way Projects come home in the ghetto zone Don't man they pa** who never roam Iron hand over land stand proud down town Mile away in delray a dead boy is found Situation in our hands pumpin out a free story Correction start k**in from the ghetto territory