ICP: I'm coming home

I live my life in the gutterAnd this gutter is who I amTake me back home to my gutterAnd I swear I wont ever leave again![Violent J]Hey, Im coming home Home to the criminals and crooksHome to the gangbangers shooting dirty looksHome to the killer cops beating on my assHome to my 72 Velarick, praying it will lastPass by the rich bitches trying to play me outDawging on my neighborhood, dont know what its aboutSo now Im clockin dunkets, never hang out with the richId rather hang out with the crooked at the party store, bitchGive me codey, dawg, with a little smogCuz it tastes better than the poisonous fogSeeping from the sewers in my slummy neighborhoodBut the ghetto got love and the love is all goodSo I dont give a fuck about your mansion by the lakeYou can suck my dingaling until your neck breaksCuz all I wanna do is hang with the zombieIn the zone, break out with the Faygo, Im coming home[Chorus (1x)]Home to the creatures, home to the crooksHome to the fools readin witchcraft booksHome to the monsters roaming the landI wanna come home but ya dont understand[Shaggy 2 Dope]Bitch, Im coming home and Im not aloneJokers and freaks, and their dead body bonesEvery single thing that you never wanna seeAdd it all together and you got meI know nobody gives a fuck about your punk ass rulesKeystone coppers and your hypocrite schoolsId much rather lay around the streets of the gutterAnd make dirty phone calls to your rich motherCaught her passed midnight and Im waking up the deadThen we playin kickball with somebodys headWe got skinny dipping in the barrels of toxic wasteAfter that I pour myself a little tasteSo tell your daughter that shes nothing but a fat bitchAnd all my homies dont care if the hoes richSomebody out here, please, let me know where theres a phoneI need to call my mother and tell her Im coming home[Chorus (1x)][Violent J]And Im coming home, chicken chicken bonesSugar prom bushes, and ice cream conesAll these fake people sayin hi to one anotherThen they sit around and talk shit about each otherWatering they grass, digging in they assTrying to make sure they didnt lose any cashWorking hard, all your life, and now youre finally richBut look at you, youre just another whack bitch[Shaggy 2 Dope]Crawl in the slum thats where Im fromMurderers and slaughterers, so thats what Ive becomeSpare a little change cuz I just ran out of gasReach for your quarter and Ill stick your fuckin ass[Violent J] Nobody wants to be around the ghetto breedBut the ghetto got each other and thats all we really need[Shaggy 2 Dope] So what the fuck am I doing down here, I gotta land of my own[Violent J] Eh yo, dawg, fuck it, huh, we going home[Chorus (9x)]