Insane Clown Posse - Who Wanna Flex? lyrics

I sell fake dope, it don't even work Smoke you at 8:00 and won't even twirk I shoot prostitutes like plastic ducks Buck, buck, ping! I gives no f**s Had me a girlfriend and blew her head off I'm like an underground water-main, I gotta let off(boom) Bend enemies knees the wrong way Kick'em in the a**, watch'em crawl all day I shot...damn...oh Put a little aids up in....drawers Then I produce like Superman Come out a**hole naked with my dick in hand I use c**aine like Kool-Aid mix Matter of fact y'all I could use a fix (Slurp sound) b**h, you like that hoe? Now drop to your knees and blow, and who wanna flex? [Chorus] Who wanna flex wit' this k**a Big wheela', Dope man, Dope deela'? Who wanna flex wit' this k**a Cap peela', k**a', really, really, really, really? {*2X*} I'm gangsta, like Tweety Bird Loc (*bird whistle*) f** around and get your little bird neck broke Wait behind fast foods, strapped to k** Hole in your head for that happy meal Break in your house, and I jump attack (c'mon) Get the sledge hammer and I thump yo back To make my scratch I let bullets fly Cuz' i'm crooked, like Robert Gibsons eye You can't see me like tinted gla** f** yo woman and kick yo a** A f**ed up hand life dealt me out So sick Jerry Lewis couldn't help me out Everything to lose notta thing to gain Waitin' in your backseat, I bring the pain Now your laid up like Eminems rap career Dead in a year, now who wanna flex? [Chorus] I'll beat'chyo a** like bu*terbean Spend my time in the gutter man Hatchet in-hand wit' the blackest truck Your like the L.A. Clippers, you f**in' s** Smack ol' ladies out they rockin' chair Walk this earth withoutta damn care Jack your car and then run you down With you next to your grand daddy underground Deck yo b**h-a**, again and again 'Til Yo face swells up like Don Choleons chin Wave my flag as I walk your streets Cuz' your wack, like No Limits beats Hang out the window chuckin' hand grenades Got the flame thrower for them morning raids Stole a space shuttle so I can do a drive-by on the whole planet Damnit, who wanna flex? [Chorus 4X] "Who wanna flex wit' this k**a Cap peela, dopeman, dope deela? Who wanna flex wit' this k**a Really, really, really, where you at? Rydas Who wanna flex? who wanna flex wit' this k**a? Y2 f** you! Psychopathic...Rydas...4-ever and a day...runnin' wit' a hatchet"