Lyrics I’m Coming Home.lrc Insane Clown Posse
[id: pshjsidi]
[ar: Insane Clown Posse]
[al: Riddle Box]
[ti: I’m Coming Home]
[length: 05:53]
[00:01.02]I live my life in the gutter
[00:06.75]And this gutter is who I am
[00:13.33]Take me back home to my gutter
[00:19.22]And I swear I won’t ever leave again!
[00:23.74][Violent J]
[00:25.60]Hey, I’m coming home
[00:26.90]Home to the criminals and crooks
[00:29.41]Home to the gangbangers shooting dirty looks
[00:32.42]Home to the killer cops beating on my ass
[00:35.83]Home to my ’72 Velarick, praying it will last
[00:38.99]Pass by the rich bitches trying to play me out
[00:42.18]Dawging on my neighborhood, don’t know what it’s about
[00:45.37]So now I’m clockin dunkets, never hang out with the rich
[00:48.45]I’d rather hang out with the crooked at the party store, bitch
[00:51.80]Give me codey, dawg, with a little smog
[00:55.33]’Cause it tastes better than the poisonous fog
[00:58.24]Seeping from the sewers in my slummy neighborhood
[01:01.36]But the ghetto got love and the love is all good
[01:04.69]So I don’t give a fuck about your mansion by the lake
[01:07.88]You can suck my dingaling until your neck breaks
[01:11.00]’Cause all I wanna do is hang with the zombie
[01:14.10]In the zone, break out with the Faygo, I’m coming home
[01:17.76][Chorus (1x)]
[01:18.14]Home to the creatures, home to the crooks
[01:20.79]Home to the fools readin witchcraft books
[01:23.89]Home to the monsters roaming the land
[01:27.03]I wanna come home but ya don’t understand
[01:29.50][Shaggy 2 Dope]
[01:30.26]Bitch, I’m coming home and I’m not alone
[01:33.39]Jokers and freaks, and their dead body bones
[01:36.67]Every single thing that you never wanna see
[01:39.59]Add it all together and you got me
[01:42.84]I know nobody gives a fuck about your punk ass rules
[01:46.20]Keystone coppers and your hypocrite schools
[01:49.21]I’d much rather lay around the streets of the gutter
[01:52.59]And make dirty phone calls to your rich mother
[01:55.71]Caught her passed midnight and I’m waking up the dead
[01:58.72]Then we playin kickball with somebody’s head
[02:02.00]We got skinny dipping in the barrels of toxic waste
[02:06.13]After that I pour myself a little taste
[02:08.55]So tell your daughter that she’s nothing but a fat bitch
[02:11.91]And all my homies don’t care if the hoes rich
[02:15.43]Somebody out here, please, let me know where there’s a phone
[02:18.82]I need to call my mother and tell her I’m coming home
[02:22.16][Chorus (1x)]
[02:34.22][Violent J]
[02:34.76]And I’m coming home, chicken chicken bones
[02:50.20]Sugar prom bushes, and ice cream cones
[02:53.09]All these fake people sayin hi to one another
[02:56.35]Then they sit around and talk shit about each other
[02:59.68]Watering they grass, digging in they ass
[03:03.09]Trying to make sure they didn’t lose any cash
[03:06.25]Working hard, all your life, and now you’re finally rich
[03:09.24]But look at you, you’re just another whack bitch
[03:12.24][Shaggy 2 Dope]
[03:13.14]Crawl in the slum that’s where I’m from
[03:15.74]Murderers and slaughterers, so that’s what I’ve become
[03:18.78]Spare a little change ’cause I just ran out of gas
[03:22.24]Reach for your quarter and I’ll stick your fuckin ass
[03:25.51][Violent J]Nobody wants to be around the ghetto breed
[03:28.57]But the ghetto got each other and that’s all we really need
[03:31.62][Shaggy 2 Dope]So what the fuck am I doing down here, I gotta land of my own
[03:35.42][Violent J]Eh yo, dawg, fuck it, huh, we going home
[03:38.54][Chorus (9x)]
[04:02.06]Year of Release: 1995