"Posse On Broadway" lyrics
[Shaggy 2 Dope:]
Posse up!
[Violent J:]
Me and Shaggy 2 Dope at home away from home
In the black bucket hearse with the rusty grill a chrome
Pickin' up the homies, we get 'em one by one
If you ain't psychopathic ryda boy you cannot come
Everybody's lookin' if you jealous turn around (Bitch)
Fuckin' with them levers got us hoppin' off the ground
We getting good grip from the fifty series tires
The alpines bumpin' but I need the volume higher
'Cause the 808 kick drum make you want to get some
I got a scrotum full a balls I let your girlie lick them
Every time we rollin' Twiztid's gotta roll a joint
I almost died from inhalation comin' back from Cedar Point
Hookers and zombies in every direction
Lookin' for the thangs, steady wavin' for some action
The wagon's kinda crowded, the whole car was leanin' back
Jamie tryin' to keep it steady with the greeny on his lap
Rude Boy wasn't lookin', we hit a crack head
Flippin' off the windshield, the motherfucker's dead
Zombie cut in half, no kind of regret
Insane Clown Posse rippin' up shit (Whoop whoop)
[Shaggy 2 Dope:]
Psychopathic Sodiers Roll
My posses's on Broadway! (Yeah, come on)
Down riverside that's how we ride
The posse's on Broadway! (ICP!)
[Violent J:]
Runnin' down baseheads, seven more scored
Half an hour later we was gettin' kinda bored
Jumpsteady's dangerous, Dougy is 4 Rilla
My homie Shaggy 2 Dope is the bitch hater killa
Billy's on the left side causin' helly grief
Leavin' haters bleedin', crawlin' pickin' up their teeth
Tom Dub is a skinny guy, people think he's funny
But he be leavin' out at night and comin' back bloody
Cruisin' Del Ray boy these streets is cold
Cigarette lighter broken window stuck unrolled
Rippin' Michigan we saw nothing but thugs
Mean muggin', holdin', shoppin', distributin' drugs
Hittin' three and seven make that ass just drop
Squeekin' and we sparkin' but the wagon don't stop
Michigan and Livernois, Rudy broke left
Jamie shot at Verner, it's time to get wrecked
Junky on the corner, needle 'bout to shoot
With a rebel flag and some cowboy boots
The closer that we get, the clearer it became
It was Kid Rock yellin' "What's my name!?"
[Shaggy 2 Dope:]
Zug Island Toxic Sludge Warriors
My posse's on Broadway! (Yeah, Come on)
From Ecorse back down to Southwest
My posse's on Broadway! (What you got?)
[Violent J:]
Now cruisin' down Verner, my wheels spin slow
Runnin' with the hatchet is the only way to go
Some girlies by the Carnival was lookin' for a ride
We tried to pick 'em up, but we had no room inside
We put 'em in the trunk, we put 'em on the hoods
Some sat up with the Rude Boy and puffed on his wood
Our crew is gettin' bigger, there's way too many freaks
The muffler's draggin' and the tailpipe's weak
Now these hoes are gettin' hungry, Monoxide's treatin'
We stopped at Xochimilco for some Mexican eatin'
The restaurant was closed, this ho was like "Damn it"
She said "Go back the other way we'll stop and eat at Senates"
Now Senates' the place, it's a little run-down
But they got the best Chilly Cheesy in town
Faygo on tap, any kind you choose
After midnight though the place is bad news
Alex dropped a twenty and didn't even miss it
This ho from another crew, she picked it up and kissed it
Her boyfriend's trippin' and jumpin' on her case
My homie Billy Bill had to bust him in the face
'Cause we never like a punk who beats on his girl
If ya don't have a game, then that'll leave your world
Ain't nothin' to discuss, the bitch slept with us
She fucked everybody now I heard she lives with Russ
Boy I'm runnin' with a hatchet, and you walkin' with some dudes
The Psychopathic Family is givin' you the blues
Hate us all you want, 'cause we don't get upset
We the Insane Clown Posse, bitch represent! (Come on)
[Shaggy 2 Dope:]
Psychopathic holdin' down the Southwest
My posse's on Broadway! (Yeah! Whut!)
Dumpin' dead bodies behind the Del Ray Café
My posse's on Broadway! (Southwest buddy!)
Fuckin' bitches on the grass in Patton Park
My posse's on Broadway! (ICP!)
Forks up, forks down, forks all the way down
My posse's on Broadway! (Yeah! Come on!)
Killas, stalkers, outline body chalks
My posse's on Broadway! (Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!)
Hit Dearborn, turn back right around
My posse's on Broadway! (Wicked Clowns!)
Titty bars and grippin' shitty cars
My posse's on Broadway! (Yeah! Come on!)
Inner City Posse's still alive, bitch!
My posse's on Broadway! (Southwest! Southwest!)
Posse up!
[Violent J:]
Me and Shaggy 2 Dope at home away from home
In the black bucket hearse with the rusty grill a chrome
Pickin' up the homies, we get 'em one by one
If you ain't psychopathic ryda boy you cannot come
Everybody's lookin' if you jealous turn around (Bitch)
Fuckin' with them levers got us hoppin' off the ground
We getting good grip from the fifty series tires
The alpines bumpin' but I need the volume higher
'Cause the 808 kick drum make you want to get some
I got a scrotum full a balls I let your girlie lick them
Every time we rollin' Twiztid's gotta roll a joint
I almost died from inhalation comin' back from Cedar Point
Hookers and zombies in every direction
Lookin' for the thangs, steady wavin' for some action
The wagon's kinda crowded, the whole car was leanin' back
Jamie tryin' to keep it steady with the greeny on his lap
Rude Boy wasn't lookin', we hit a crack head
Flippin' off the windshield, the motherfucker's dead
Zombie cut in half, no kind of regret
Insane Clown Posse rippin' up shit (Whoop whoop)
[Shaggy 2 Dope:]
Psychopathic Sodiers Roll
My posses's on Broadway! (Yeah, come on)
Down riverside that's how we ride
The posse's on Broadway! (ICP!)
[Violent J:]
Runnin' down baseheads, seven more scored
Half an hour later we was gettin' kinda bored
Jumpsteady's dangerous, Dougy is 4 Rilla
My homie Shaggy 2 Dope is the bitch hater killa
Billy's on the left side causin' helly grief
Leavin' haters bleedin', crawlin' pickin' up their teeth
Tom Dub is a skinny guy, people think he's funny
But he be leavin' out at night and comin' back bloody
Cruisin' Del Ray boy these streets is cold
Cigarette lighter broken window stuck unrolled
Rippin' Michigan we saw nothing but thugs
Mean muggin', holdin', shoppin', distributin' drugs
Hittin' three and seven make that ass just drop
Squeekin' and we sparkin' but the wagon don't stop
Michigan and Livernois, Rudy broke left
Jamie shot at Verner, it's time to get wrecked
Junky on the corner, needle 'bout to shoot
With a rebel flag and some cowboy boots
The closer that we get, the clearer it became
It was Kid Rock yellin' "What's my name!?"
[Shaggy 2 Dope:]
Zug Island Toxic Sludge Warriors
My posse's on Broadway! (Yeah, Come on)
From Ecorse back down to Southwest
My posse's on Broadway! (What you got?)
[Violent J:]
Now cruisin' down Verner, my wheels spin slow
Runnin' with the hatchet is the only way to go
Some girlies by the Carnival was lookin' for a ride
We tried to pick 'em up, but we had no room inside
We put 'em in the trunk, we put 'em on the hoods
Some sat up with the Rude Boy and puffed on his wood
Our crew is gettin' bigger, there's way too many freaks
The muffler's draggin' and the tailpipe's weak
Now these hoes are gettin' hungry, Monoxide's treatin'
We stopped at Xochimilco for some Mexican eatin'
The restaurant was closed, this ho was like "Damn it"
She said "Go back the other way we'll stop and eat at Senates"
Now Senates' the place, it's a little run-down
But they got the best Chilly Cheesy in town
Faygo on tap, any kind you choose
After midnight though the place is bad news
Alex dropped a twenty and didn't even miss it
This ho from another crew, she picked it up and kissed it
Her boyfriend's trippin' and jumpin' on her case
My homie Billy Bill had to bust him in the face
'Cause we never like a punk who beats on his girl
If ya don't have a game, then that'll leave your world
Ain't nothin' to discuss, the bitch slept with us
She fucked everybody now I heard she lives with Russ
Boy I'm runnin' with a hatchet, and you walkin' with some dudes
The Psychopathic Family is givin' you the blues
Hate us all you want, 'cause we don't get upset
We the Insane Clown Posse, bitch represent! (Come on)
[Shaggy 2 Dope:]
Psychopathic holdin' down the Southwest
My posse's on Broadway! (Yeah! Whut!)
Dumpin' dead bodies behind the Del Ray Café
My posse's on Broadway! (Southwest buddy!)
Fuckin' bitches on the grass in Patton Park
My posse's on Broadway! (ICP!)
Forks up, forks down, forks all the way down
My posse's on Broadway! (Yeah! Come on!)
Killas, stalkers, outline body chalks
My posse's on Broadway! (Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!)
Hit Dearborn, turn back right around
My posse's on Broadway! (Wicked Clowns!)
Titty bars and grippin' shitty cars
My posse's on Broadway! (Yeah! Come on!)
Inner City Posse's still alive, bitch!
My posse's on Broadway! (Southwest! Southwest!)
Writer(s): Anthony L. Ray
