Insane Clown Posse - Spontaneous Combust Lyrics

...Possessed

La la la la (Boom) la la la la la la la la (Boom) (Boom) (Boom)
La la la la (Boom) la la la la la la la la (Boom) (Boom) (Boom)

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 tired, 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...
[*laughing and foreign backwards voices*]
And I just want you to shoot him up
Jesus on - 'n line. Pshhhew
Tell him what you want