"Seriously Hilarious" lyrics
Hold it now
Ah, ah, ah
Hold it now
Ah, ah, ah
Hold it now
Uh-oh, bitch, look out now
We got jokes and we hilarious
When our target deserves hit as do various
Inner City Posse scariest, off recording devices
Trust, that's when we nicest
And if the price of my jokes is death? Word
Any line between Hell and my pain blurred
Severe panic burst of fear, Satan's rage
And they've always said just wait, it gets worse with age
Like grandma, they lockin' me up, they certain to
That's why I don't gives a dead fuck of murking you
And not a single solitary shit if I'm touched first
'Cause my folks will see that you touched worse
These no names, take a beef stance, claiming they'll hurt mine
But when that chance come? That stance in the merch line
They only heard half and that, 'cause your subject's me
You'd blow my dick but can't, that's where your bitch be
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, jokes
Hoo-hoo-hoo, good thing we just a dumb hoax
A dead punk bitch bloody, haha, it's just work
We'd never really want somebody hurt
ICP, we roam alone
Ever since Inner City Ghetto Zone
Say your funny jokes, tell us all some jokes
Super silly jokes, boy, you got some jokes (Hold it now)
ICP, we roam alone
Ever since Inner City Ghetto Zone
We just some funny clowns, seriously hilarious (Hold it now)
These bitch ass artists out here
Ride the Juggalo escalator all damn day
Think they the greatest on the way up, then they walk away
Knowing the rest all hate us, they watch what they say
Could of repped but downplayed us, fucking lost their way
We might make nine-tenths of that list of invites
Into a fucking hit list, and commence to making shit right
Not one fuck with any real fame and balls
Lent their goddamn name to the cause, nobody
You got love? Prove it, you blew your one shot
You don't deserve 'em, I don't give a fuck not
All bitches get shot, red beams
How the fuck we 'posed to know a bitch's ass in your jeans?
Phony fake ass pretend friends
Your shit's stocked in the fuck bin, for a buck-ten
Your shit sucked then, and sucks now, more hard
You sucked dick your whole career, fuckin' old porn star
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, jokes
Hoo-hoo-hoo, good thing we just a dumb hoax
A dead punk bitch bloody, haha, it's just work
We'd never really want somebody hurt
ICP, we roam alone
Ever since Inner City Ghetto Zone
Say your funny jokes, tell us all some jokes
Super silly jokes, boy, you got some jokes (Hold it now)
ICP, we roam alone
Ever since Inner City Ghetto Zone
We just some funny clowns, seriously hilarious (Hold it now)
ICP, we roam alone
Ever since Inner City Ghetto Zone
Say your funny jokes, tell us all some jokes
Super silly jokes, boy, you got some jokes (Hold it now)
ICP, we roam alone
Ever since Inner City Ghetto Zone
We just some funny clowns, seriously hilarious (Hold it now)
Ah, ah, ah
Hold it now
Ah, ah, ah
Hold it now
Uh-oh, bitch, look out now
We got jokes and we hilarious
When our target deserves hit as do various
Inner City Posse scariest, off recording devices
Trust, that's when we nicest
And if the price of my jokes is death? Word
Any line between Hell and my pain blurred
Severe panic burst of fear, Satan's rage
And they've always said just wait, it gets worse with age
Like grandma, they lockin' me up, they certain to
That's why I don't gives a dead fuck of murking you
And not a single solitary shit if I'm touched first
'Cause my folks will see that you touched worse
These no names, take a beef stance, claiming they'll hurt mine
But when that chance come? That stance in the merch line
They only heard half and that, 'cause your subject's me
You'd blow my dick but can't, that's where your bitch be
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, jokes
Hoo-hoo-hoo, good thing we just a dumb hoax
A dead punk bitch bloody, haha, it's just work
We'd never really want somebody hurt
ICP, we roam alone
Ever since Inner City Ghetto Zone
Say your funny jokes, tell us all some jokes
Super silly jokes, boy, you got some jokes (Hold it now)
ICP, we roam alone
Ever since Inner City Ghetto Zone
We just some funny clowns, seriously hilarious (Hold it now)
These bitch ass artists out here
Ride the Juggalo escalator all damn day
Think they the greatest on the way up, then they walk away
Knowing the rest all hate us, they watch what they say
Could of repped but downplayed us, fucking lost their way
We might make nine-tenths of that list of invites
Into a fucking hit list, and commence to making shit right
Not one fuck with any real fame and balls
Lent their goddamn name to the cause, nobody
You got love? Prove it, you blew your one shot
You don't deserve 'em, I don't give a fuck not
All bitches get shot, red beams
How the fuck we 'posed to know a bitch's ass in your jeans?
Phony fake ass pretend friends
Your shit's stocked in the fuck bin, for a buck-ten
Your shit sucked then, and sucks now, more hard
You sucked dick your whole career, fuckin' old porn star
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, jokes
Hoo-hoo-hoo, good thing we just a dumb hoax
A dead punk bitch bloody, haha, it's just work
We'd never really want somebody hurt
ICP, we roam alone
Ever since Inner City Ghetto Zone
Say your funny jokes, tell us all some jokes
Super silly jokes, boy, you got some jokes (Hold it now)
ICP, we roam alone
Ever since Inner City Ghetto Zone
We just some funny clowns, seriously hilarious (Hold it now)
ICP, we roam alone
Ever since Inner City Ghetto Zone
Say your funny jokes, tell us all some jokes
Super silly jokes, boy, you got some jokes (Hold it now)
ICP, we roam alone
Ever since Inner City Ghetto Zone
We just some funny clowns, seriously hilarious (Hold it now)
Writer(s): Joseph Bruce, Joseph William Utsler
