Shooting Stars Lyrics - Mighty Death Pop - Insane Clown Posse

[Violent J:] 

Yeah motherfucker! 

Stay right there. 

[Chris Brown:] 

I just wanna thank personal and foremost all the fans 

For supporting me from day one. 

My label,God, brothers sisters, family members. 

Definitely everybody I see it 

I drove all the way from Detroit 

Back seat full of weapons 

If I'd got pulled over they'd be dead in seconds 

Without a hitch, I arrive on the 405 

The Staples Center 

Tonight is the grammys...live 

Don't got no ticket 

But I ain't here to scream and applaud 

I've come to kill Chris Brown and shock this industry crowd 

Fuck 'em dead in his seat 

Blow his guts out of his tux 

He beat the hell out his women 

And they still on his nuts 

The fuckin message that is sending 

Must have a bloody endin 

Posing at security but he ain't safe from just pretendin 

Bruno Mars on stage, cameras live TV 

That bitch forgive him but still 

He's gotta die to me 

Big record companies, executives VIPs watchin 

Probably cover up his head hookers 

Big business applaulin 

But the under ground below don't approve 

And so he flex he had his chance on top he fucked up 

Make room for the next 

He stood up to applaud the show put on by Lady Gaga 

Blew a cyanide dart into his throat like "gotcha"! 

He fell back dead, stuck smilin, eyes open as the night went 

They thought he was just dazed happy from all the excitment 

BUT I KILLED HIM! 

[Violent J] 

What If I killed him? 

[Shaggy 2 Dope] 

A piggy has to have wings 

Before it can fly