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Insane Clown Posse

Genres: Hip-Hop

Burning Up Lyrics - Insane Clown Posse

ALL WALKS OF LIFE UP IN HERE TONIGHT BABY!!! 

 

This bitch Rashell fucked on her boyfriend in her boyfriend's bed 

and Crazy Carlos smacked his baby mama off in the head 

and Jonathan beat his son like his daddy beat him 

but he swore he'd never do nobody like his daddy did him 

and then Sandra used used her pussy hole to get to the top 

and Baby D he shot somebody it went bad from the drop 

and then Diane worked at a hospital, took care of old souls 

she was abusive, her afterlife sees no gold roads 

and Mr. Richards was a richie fella born with every penny 

everyone around him hungry but he never gave 'em any 

and then Steven was a business man, an educated citizen 

at the top, pornography of children in his laptop 

take your spot and hang on cause it's crowded in hell 

you in the belly of the beast now, it was heaven in jail 

and don't try to make no friends 'cause don't nobody got no tongues 

and if the Witch looks your way somehow it crushes your lungs 

 

Playa Playa was a boss man callin' out shots 

until he caught one, then everything stops the floor drops 

as he screamin and fallin' we see how pointless was the ballin' 

when eternity is callin' agony will be appallin' 

 

Don't cry for the dead 'cause they cry for you 

 

because we laugh about an aftermath but they know how true 

and listen, ain't no fuckin' body gettin it worse than you and me 

and ain't nobody gettin' it worse than you and me and we will see 

a pterodactyl swoop through the caverns of hell 

and carry two unfortunates off to the Ogre's cell 

it ain't no guards playin' cards, ain't no uniforms needed 

you the only one around butt naked, bloody, and bleedin' 

with 7 demons in your ear got you believein' your heathen 

talk you into pullin' out your own intestines to get even 

you were born with the shine but you lost it down the line 

you fuck life up and you can't rewind 

 

Fuck what you're tellin' me 

WE BURNING UP 

The Witch keeps sellin' me 

WE BURNING UP 

Sins we earn 'em up 

THEY KEEP TURNING UP 

And we turn corrupt 

TIL WE BURNING LOVELY 

 

Judge Shaw was a judge snake holes are his eyes 

there go another judge, another judge, somebody dispise 

and there go so many judges, the judges, in hell 

so many fuckin' judges in hell, they bludgeon 'em well 

Fat Pat like his daddy was a bigot pullin' duty 

he can tell it to them gargoyles fuckin' on his booty 

and Shawna liked money but mistook it for love 

now when the Witches wings spread she give him head and look above 

Black Sundays, Armageddon, Maggots and Rape 

Hell's Pit got some fire for you faggots with hate 

Eddie Burrow hit his wife and put her tooth in his knuckle 

later on he lost his life in a scuffle now he in troubble 

 

You was a rebel you nobody no more 

to the devil on the double you go 

Ain't no level to the trouble you know 

and eternity goes and eternity goes 

 

Fuck what you're tellin' me 

WE BURNING UP 

The Witch keeps sellin' me 

WE BURNING UP 

Sins we earn 'em up 

THEY KEEP TURNING UP 

And we turn corrupt 

TIL WE BURNING LOVELY 

 

Fuck what you're tellin' me 

WE BURNING UP 

The Witch keeps sellin' me 

WE BURNING UP 

Sins we earn 'em up 

THEY KEEP TURNING UP 

And we turn corrupt 

TIL WE BURNING LOVELY 

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