Spontaneous Combust - Insane Clown Posse

It’s easy, life every day

Knife up to my neck with two days left to pay

Shit’s all good.

Throw me some love, props

My wife found that hooker’s panties in my fuckin' glove box

Shit’s feel nice, on top of my game

I’m out of last chances, got warrants all on my name

I’m happy, I’m straight on track, right

You got it shootin' heroin, but got off to crack, right

I’m doin' really well these days

(Oh the paranoia hasn’t beat it)

I’m doin' really well these days

(The entire sickness, I defeat it)

I’m doin' really well these days

(Oh the paranoia hasn’t beat it)

I’m doin' really well these days

(The entire sickness, I defeat it)

My future lookin' bright as the sun

Four separate entities all trying to kill me at once

Good times, though, these days are all good

They cut my homie’s head off and stuck it on my car hood

(La la la la)

I love it, so give me more of it, the pressure

I love it, so give me more of it.

Can’t get around

Or above it, so give me more, and I get to bum rush

Blood gush, ants crush, spontaneous combust!

I love it, so give me more of it, the pressure

I love it, so give me more of it.

Can’t get around

Or above it, so give me more, and I get to bum rush

Blood gush, ants crush, spontaneous combust!

A face, though no one knows its me, and yet it helps them notice me

Cops don’t even need a print, they just toss me in and throw the key

These times all as good as can be

Cops don’t even need a print, they just toss me in and throw the key

There’s a fuckin' vampire floating in my window stool

Tell me, what the fuck does he want with my neck?

That ain’t cool

Find some bitch’s neck, Lucy.

Don’t get stabbed with a steak

And tell Frankenstein to fuck off, out there in a car waitin'

«Mommy, who’s Daddy talkin' to?»

(Oh the paranoia hasn’t beat it)

I’m doin' really well these days

(The entire sickness, I defeat it)

«Who's, who’s, who’s Daddy talkin' to?»

(Oh the paranoia hasn’t beat it)

I’m doin' really well these days

(The entire sickness, I defeat it)

«Mommy?»

Life is a walk in the park

I seen my shadow get killed by another, ripped out its heart

There’s no place I’d rather be

Take me off this earth.

The whole world’s destroying me

I love it, so give me more of it, the pressure

I love it, so give me more of it.

Can’t get around

Or above it, so give me more, and I get to bum rush

Blood gush, ants crush, spontaneous combust!

I love it, so give me more of it, the pressure

I love it, so give me more of it.

Can’t get around

Or above it, so give me more, and I get to bum rush

Blood gush, ants crush, spontaneous combust!

I walked in, grabbed a pop, and took off my jeans and stretched out

Then it hit me: this ain’t my house

But I was so tired, so wired, so expired

That I decided to borrow and admire

But I woke up with a rifle’s barrel all up in my nostril

The cops came, dropped me off at the hospital

Get me a shot of spazmatic relief

They needed surgery to remove an arm from my teeth

But I’m doin' really well these days

(Oh the paranoia hasn’t beat it)

I’m doin' really well these days

(The entire sickness, I defeat it)

I’m doin' really well these days

(Oh the paranoia hasn’t beat it)

I’m doin' really well these days!

I’m okay.

No problem’s here

If I get bloody enough, the sun will dry me up;

I’ll disappear

Wonderful, my life is grand

I love it when my head explode again and again

I love it, so give me more of it, the pressure

I love it, so give me more of it.

Can’t get around

Or above it, so give me more, and I get to bum rush

Blood gush, ants crush, spontaneous combust!

I love it, so give me more of it, the pressure

I love it, so give me more of it.

Can’t get around

Or above it, so give me more, and I get to bum rush

Blood gush, ants crush, spontaneous combust!

A throbbin' headache comes right up through your heels

Up through the hip bone, the knee bone, up the spine

Up through your back, through your head

Like Satan was?

«Exactly»

Do you believe?

«I believe»

He believes!

*applause* Hallelujah!

Oh, Amen!

God bless!

Amen!

Hallelujah

Rid this man of these headache demons

Of these migraine demons

Heal this man!

Oh…

And I just want you to shoot him up

Jesus on — ‘n line.

Pshhhew

Tell him what you want