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Insane Clown Posse:Bugz On My Nutz

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Lyrics:bugz on my nutz

[Shaggy 2 Dope]
Well, I don’t understand the phenomenom
We fucking these hoes that look like spallala
Rich boys think that is shitty
But I like fucking crackheads with one tit
And I do it at the drop of a dime
And I get the scabies almost every time
So let’s talk about my nutsac
I don’t front, Jack, I got bugs on my ballzac

[Violent J]
Well I’m Violent J and I ain’t no bitch
I’m always quick to tell you when my nuts itch
Cuz bitch if I’m itching when I come home
Drop a brick in a sock swing it on your dome
You didn’t think nothing of it, just let me stick it
Probably should of known cuz I thought I heard crickets
In your neden, but I ain’t sayin nuttin though
I ain’t sayin nuttin till I’m done nuttin, ho
And know I’m like bitch how can this be
Tryin to sleep and my nuts get up and watch TV
Then try to walk to the store and get a 40
How’d these bugs get on me

[Shaggy 2 Dope]
Somebody asked me how I got scabies
Probably that homeless fat redneck bad lady
That I fucked in the shed
Then the little critters on my dingaling said

[Chorus (2x)]
Your nuts we want your nuts
We’ll itch and scratch and bite your nuts
Your nuts we want your nuts
Please, oh please, fuck dirty butts (sluts)

[Shaggy 2 Dope]
I met this bitch and went up in it
Dropped her off, went to the clinic
Bitch, I got bizugs on my siznac
So tell me what’s up with that
Should of said something bout your bug problem
Now I’m gonna have to sock you in your mouth, bitch
Can’t keep my motherfucking hands out my drawers
Stick a roach motel up under your balls
Nah, I’d rather stick em in a deep fry
And sizzle those motherfuckers off my wang

[Violent J]
So you wanna fuck around, always gotta buck around
Lift up your dingaling nothing but a bug ya found
Now they call you funky nuts cuz you like funky butts
Scratching and biting them, now they call you monkey nuts
But I ain’t sayin nothing, cuz you ain’t playin nothin
Bring the track back and I get back to the nutsac track

[Shaggy 2 Dope]
So now I try to rap cuz the bugs is biting
But I ain’t going out like a bitch, yo, fuck that
Stick em in a blender and hit the switch
Then I hit the bitch

[Violent J]
Met this bum in the back of a dumpster
Fucked her in the rumpster, juggaluga humpster
Had to take a piss, so I pulled out my wang
Then I heard my dingaling sang

[Chorus (8x)]

SHE WAS A FAST MACHINE,
SHE KEPT HER MOTOR CLEAN,
SHE WAS THE FASTEST DAMN WOMAN THAT I EVER SEEN,

SHE HAD SIGHTLESS EYES,
TELLING ME NO LIES,
KNOCKIN’ ME OUT WITH THOSE AMERICAN THIGHS,

TAKING MORE THAN HER SHARE,
HAD ME FIGHTING FOR AIR,
SHE TOLD ME TO COME, BUT I WAS ALREADY THERE,

‘CAUSE THE WALLS STARTED SHAKING,
THE EARTH WAS QUAKING,
MY MIND WAS ACHIN’,
AND WE WERE MAKIN’ IT AND YOU…

SHOOK ME ALL NIGHT LONG,
YEAH YOU, SHOOK ME ALL NIGHT LONG.

WORKING DOUBLE TIME ON THE SEDUCTION LINE,
SHE WAS ONE OF A KIND,
SHE’S JUST MINE ALL MINE,

WANTED NO APPLAUSE,
IT’S JUST ANOTHER CAUSE,
MADE A MEAL OUT OF ME, AND COME BACK FOR MORE,

HAD TO COOL ME DOWN,
TO TAKE ANOTHER ROUND,
NOW I’M BACK IN THE RING TO TAKE ANOTHER SWING

BUT THE WALLS WERE SHAKING,
THE EARTH WAS QUAKING,
MY MIND WAS ACHING,
AND WE WERE MAKING IT AND YOU…

SHOOK ME ALL NIGHT LONG,
YEAH YOU, SHOOK ME ALL NIGHT LONG,
KNOCKED ME OUT, I SAID YOU
SHOOK ME ALL NIGHT LONG,
HAD ME SHAKING AND YOU,
SHOOK ME ALL NIGHT LONG,
WELL YOU SHOOK ME,
WELL YOU SHOOK ME…

YOU REALLY SHOOK ME AND YOU!
SHOOK ME ALL NIGHT LONG,
AAAAAHAAAAHAAAAH YOU…
SHOOK ME ALL NIGHT LONG,
YEAH YEAH YOU,
SHOOK ME ALL NIGHT LONG,
YOU REALLY GOT ME AND YOU,
SHOOK ME ALL NIGHT LONG,
YEAH YOU SHOOK ME,
YEAH YOU SHOOK ME,
ALL NIGHT LONG.

A feeble speck in a raging deep ocean,
A faint little gleam among glittering lights is man,
Facing infinite worlds of endless hard struggles
Which sink his soul or lift to new heights.

He is a gentle flower in a wild sand-storm,
While pushed around, leaves his own fragrance
On his track for all the ages to come
To fill the world with rich grace and peace.

He pursues his path to reach nowhere,
He goes standstill to reach a dozen worlds,
He soars in joy and ends up in deep sorrow,
For none, can foresee what makes his morrow.

He, all all alone, in a jungle of men,
He is sad and silent in a maddening din,
An island, in sheath, while plays his role
In unending strange games, the nature unrolls.

He gropes in dark for unexisting streaks of rays
And knows not where lies sunshine’s smooth ways,
Back and forth he swings in despair and hope
In unending sufferance for lady-luck’s sudden crop.

Unknown to himself and environs around is he,
Nor knows his past nor what the future will be,
A rudderless boat in uprising fierce sea,
He dreams of paradise on the shores, he doesn’t see.

A harmless bolt of a spacecraft,
He gives his mite to evolution’s big thrust,
He fancies he is all, but really he is small,
A blind little soul that creeps along a narrrow tunnel.

Praveen Kumar In Shobha Priya

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/119-hapless-man/

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Robert the posh fox had a tea party
In the middle of the forest is where it was
He invited the lark, the moose and the monkey
And they had a wonderful time juggling saws
When they were done they couldn’t stop giggling
For the lark had fallen to the ground
His friends so bemused couldn’t stop chuckling
For the lark was now tumbling around
Tumbling around
Tumbling around
For the lark was now tumbling around

The lark was so dizzy from tumbling down the hill
That the moose and the monkey decided to help
By making the lark laugh, pretending to be an elephant
But suddenly they heard a loud yelp
Now they heard what they never before had, had
Robert the posh fox was laughing like mad
Twas such a frightfully funny sight
That the lark, the moose and the monkey joined
They joined
Oh yes, they joined
The lark, the moose and the monkey joined

The four friends decided to go to the stream
And swing from the weeping willow tree
The monkey and the moose were splashing around
The fox and the lark discussed his dream
Then they all sat down and ate crumpets and scones
They talked and talked so out came the moon
To make the day perfect they split a wishbone
And the monkey wished for a tune
He wished for a tune
He wished for a tune
So Robert played it on his didgeridoo

Fabiola Kaiser

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/robert-the-posh-fox/

Its face, as long as an arm, looks down & down.
Then the iron gate sound of the cage swings shut
above the bed, a bell as big as the room: quarter-
moon of the head, its nose, its whole lean body
pressed against its cell . . .
I watched my father hit a horse in the face once.
It had come down to feed across the fence.
My father, this stranger, wanted to ride.
Perhaps he only wanted to talk. Anyway,
he hit the ground and something broke.
As a child I never understood how an animal
could sleep standing. In my dream the horse
rocks in a cage too small, so the cage swings.
I still wake up dreaming, in front of a long face.
That day I hugged the ground hard.
Who knows if my heartbroken father was meant
to last longer than his last good drunk.
They say it’s like being kicked by a horse.
You go down, your knees hug up.
You go suddenly wide awake, and the gate shuts.

Stanley Plumly

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/horse-in-the-cage/