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The song that was totally made for me and my crew...
Insane Clown Posse - Homies
Let me ask you this about this life we live
And let me try to swerve some of this attention you give
To them distant ass relatives over ham dinner
If they really missed you so much
Why don't they just call a (muthafucker)?
If you wasn't blood, would you still have love?
Or in fact does the blood make you think you have to love?
Look, I probably love my family more then anybody here
But my homies are family too, 3rd cousins' get outta here
Who was you with when you got tattooed?
And who was you trippin' with when you did them mushrooms?
And who the fuck threw up all over your car?
And felt worse then you about that shit in the morning  (Friends ya'll)

Who loaned you money, homie?
Who owes you cash?  (Who?)
Who taught you how to use the bong for the grass?  (Who?)
I don't know much but I gotta assume
When ya hit ya first neden, ya homies was in the other room

We talkin' about HOMIES!  HOMIES!
Talkin' about the Road Dogs of mine!
Our motha fuckin' HOMIES!  HOMIES!
We throwin' up clown love signs  (Real Juggalo)
HOMIES!  HOMIES!
Talkin' about the Road Dogs of mine!
HOMIES! HOMIES!

Have you ever had a job that you truly despise?
Like I don't know maybe dishwashin' or fuckin' flippin' fries?
And you got this boss who thinks he's Don Mega
Because he the head manager  (Cheif Chili Fry Maker)
All you can vision is ya'll beating him down
Your homies standing on his back while you're kicking his head around
But responsibility is there, I can't lie though
I'd of been plucked his fucking eyeball out with a chicken bone
I'm crazy as fuck, I'll rip your piercings off
And now my homies are holding me back so I don't look soft

When you snuck the car out who did you get?  (Who?)
And when you got caught, who'd you blame the shit?  (Who?)
Who can you relax around and scratch your balls?  (Who?)
Homies, I'm talking about like you and yours

We talkin' about HOMIES!  HOMIES!
Talkin' about the Road Dogs of mine!
Our motha fuckin' HOMIES!  HOMIES!
We throwin' up clown love signs  (Real Juggalo)
HOMIES!  HOMIES!
Talkin' about the Road Dogs of mine!
HOMIES!  HOMIES!

You don't like me, you can fuck on!
Carnival ain't for everyone!
Keep it in your clique fuck the outside baby
You don't like me, you can fuck on!
Carnival ain't for everyone!
(Runnin' with the homies until I'm old like Grady)

Me and my homies stay tight like a noose
And if you step to one of us you better step to the whole crew
I never knew that I could depend
That I could have some friends that's down to the very end
Well that's my homeboys, excuse me my family
And when we conquer the world
We mackin' on the galaxy
'Cause the sky's the limit and we ain't finished
And if my homies gonna ride then ya know I'm with it

Puff it and pass it and I give it to my homies ya'll
Hit it and quit it and then I give it to my homies ya'll
I got the world around my finger with my homies ya'll
And everything is obsolete unless I hear my homies call
We world wide, we're homies across the planet
Sticking together like zippers on Michael Jackson's "Beat It" jacket
They got my back like a tat for that, I love ya'll
Hanging till we old and gray like Grandpas  (Psychopathic)

We talkin' about HOMIES!  HOMIES!
Talkin' about the Road Dogs of mine!
Our motha fuckin' HOMIES!  HOMIES
We throwin' up clown love signs  (Real Juggalo)
HOMIES!  HOMIES!
Talkin' about the Road Dogs of mine!
HOMIES!  HOMIES!

You don't like me, you can fuck on!
Carnival ain't for everyone!
Keep it in your clique fuck the outside baby
You don't like me, you can fuck on!
Carnival ain't for everyone!
(Runnin' with the homies until I'm old like Grady)

You don't like me, you can fuck on!
Carnival ain't for everyone!
Keep it in your clique fuck the outside baby
You don't like me, you can fuck on!
Carnival ain't for everyone!
Swingin' hatches on the daily with my crew actin' crazy

We talkin' about HOMIES!  HOMIES!
Talkin' about the Road Dogs of mine!
Our motha fuckin' HOMIES!  HOMIES!
We throwin' up clown love signs  (Real Juggalo)
HOMIES!  HOMIES!
Talkin' about the Road Dogs of mine!
HOMIES!  HOMIES!

You don't like me, you can fuck on!
Carnival ain't for everyone!
Keep it in your clique fuck the outside baby
You don't like me, you can fuck on!
Carnival ain't for everyone!
Swingin' hatches on the daily with my crew actin' crazy










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