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Never Had It Made Lyrics - Carnival Of Carnage - Insane Clown Posse

First I was born young and healthy 

I told my mother one day I'd be wealthy 

Can't forget my first day at school 

Got stabbed in the head with a pencil, but it's cool 

Get my education 

A job and a family, a good reputation 

And what about grade two? 

Got shot in the neck and the bullet went straight through 

But I'm packing a textbook 

Don't fuck with me 'cause I'm going to grade three 

Thank god it's lunch in a minute 

Bit into my hot dog with a razor blade in it 

And it cut my tongue off 

But I know how to multiply so what's up, boss 

Finally had to step out 

I dropped out of school when they ripped my neck out 

Who knows where the road led? 

Seen a man with a briefcase and no head 

So I'm like fuck that 

Show me a quarter and an ounce of crack 

And I'm straighter than a fucking lightpost 

I sold a lot of crack but I bought the most 

Now I'm a basehead down on my luck 

Roaming the streets and got hit by a Mack Truck 

And thrown about a block 

But I'm thinking nothing but gimme a rock 

Holding my sign I'll work for crack 

With my old-ass E.T. shirt on my back 

And I'm sleeping in the gutter 

Right next to Jam Town's mother 

I'm eating dead rats in the street 

I keep on checking for my ownheart beat 

Now I'm weighing at a buck-o-five 

Twitchy little neck and I'm barely alive 

Got my first taste of life in hell 

I ate a dead, shh, but don't tell 

Excuse me, sir, can you spare some change? 

I'll cut your face off and eat your brains 

You know all about me 

You act like you ain't seen penatentiary 

Spitting and cussing and you know I'll piss 

With these iron braces on my fucking wrists 

And I'm heading for the slammer 

Serial killer, all on the camera 

First day, they broke my back 

Next day, they broke my neck 

Third day, they broke my leg 

Fourth day, they broke my head 

Swallowing kept on trucking 

But there'll be no fucking 

That's strictly for the soft 

Seen a freak in a week and my nuts fell off 

So I'm finna escape 

How much shit can one clubno take? 

"Stop, fool. Stop or I'll fire" 

Shot me off and I fell in the razor wire 

I'm all tangled up, cut cut cut slit slit cut cut 

You don't love me, I really don't care 

Tie my ass up in the electric chair 

I got no family, I got no friends 

I pray to God that my life ends 

They thought that they had killed me 

They took me to the morgue 

I'm just a little stiff that's all, like a board 

I lay there in my coffin, just chill and wait and chill 

But then I jump out knife swinging all about 

And motherfucking-mother-mother-mother-motherfucking kill 

I used to wonder what life's about 

Until it chewed me up and spit me out 

Your ghetto created a psycho nut 

Not just psycho psycho nut 

Now I'm living in the walls of your house 

And I'll die there and lay and rot like a dead mouse 

I'm packing a sickle I'm on your roof and I'm playing the fiddle 

You want me in a straight jacket 

'cause when I see a throat, I'm a hack it 

Where I'm at? What's my name? 

Somehow, somewhere, I got hit by a train 

And it ripped my legs off 

Huh, nothing but a minor coft 

You can't get me I swing from a tree 

Shouting and cussing and shooting at me 

Everybody's end make two cents 

A branch broke and I fell on a picket fence 

I'm stuck and they're coming to get me 

Rip myself off and I took my lungs with me 

I'm stuffing them back in 

Fuck! They won't go back in 

Now my life's gettin' dense 

'cause my heart's still beating on a wooden fence 

They shoot me up and down 

Thinking thinking thinking clown 

Wicked wicked wicked clown 

You want to know all about a wicked clown I never had it made... 

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