difference between what is and what's not Plenty of sky, castles of sand Sea 'n' stars busted my hand Can we go home now? I've had enough She looked
it's a fact freedom lies "Break break" fleeting fire paradise burned not to extinguish disposer of genetic waste freedom lies " a new life... ...a
a f-ck. [Chorus] It's enough to make you black out, pull a mac out Aim it at the sky while I'm running from a black cloud Every day we playin cat and
riches Take a chance to advance fuck them worrin' bitches Penitentiary's a possibility, bust and pray Wear a rubber so I live to fuck another day, hey Ain't nothin' strange
to hold it together, 'N keep it alive For mostasteless Juggalo's wit freek show eyez Now in the mirror-mirror visions become a little clearer It's a decomposed
gets ragin', they start feelin' strange. And all of a sudden 3 on 1, WoW, what an arrangement. Crazy shit, strictly runnin' the show. Chick's sittin
of a perfect face The monkey boy, the leopard girl The strange is also beautiful It's summertime and the grass is high Fuzzy freaky, funny family It's
the beast Imani and your mom sittin' in a tree, K I S S I N G Yo, first comes the tounge And then come the she my homey's M O M, what? (M I E) Yo and
, Very strange I never craved A toaster Or a color t.v. L. ron hoover: A latent appliance Fetishist Is a person who Refuses to admit To his or herself
'. And what, might you ask, is a trend monger? Well, a trend monger is a person Who dreams up a trend (like 'the twist' --- or 'flower power'), And
lifestyle style make it rain on the crowd, a black cloud, i make a movie n-gga, act wild, Stephen King em, bring em, with the flowers beds and n-ggas
that's on the same flight The highlight's that I live a high ass life 'Coz it's too many niggaz (Not enough hoes) Too many rookies (Not enough pros
you think the boy's insane? He's insane I said, I know it's only Rock 'N Roll but I like it I said, I know it's only Rock 'N Roll but I like it, like
slide on by Would you think the boy is strange? Ain't he strange? If I could win ya, if I could sing ya A love song so divine Would it be enough for
N YOU KNOW YOU WERE TELLIN ME HOW YOU WAS GOIN TO CHANGE N YOU KNOW THAT YOU WANTED TO SETTLE DOWN N YOU KNOW YOU GLAD YOU FOUND A GUD VATO N WHOOP-TI
can see You're down to your stack And it's warm enough to be cold And we're young enough to be old You're not strange enough You're not strange enough
s there's a woman with my kid where I should be She screamed to me (What?) My love, my patience, my pain (OK) Nigga please [Chorus] I got the young'n