ICP: Out

Let me off the Terror WheelShut up bitchLooks like its nighty night timeOnly some of you wont be waking upAhahahaha!As for the rest of youSit back, put on your PJs and nightiesWhile you hear the story entitled OutAhahahaha!What the fuck is up?Im in the haughAnd Violent Js finna tell a storySo sit your ass downShut the fuck upAnd get stoned motherfuckerWell Im waking up so early cause I knew this day would comeMy daddys passed out with an empty bottle of rumAlthough shes been gone long I do not miss my motherAnd hes a sorry fuck so theres nothin in the cupboardMy little brothers starving, hungry, and sickCause aint nobody coming by the house giving free shitSo he gettin kinda skinny and my brothers almost deadGot no other choice but for milk and breadStepped out the house for the first time in 2 yearsCause my neighborhood it aint really goodLay up in my bedroom night after nightI hear screams, zombies shootin and lootinBut now here I am and Im walkin down JeffersonWith a bag of moneybacks I dont understandHow the world can be full of so many evil doersI can hear em underneath me in the sewersKeep seeing shit out the corners of my eyesSteady lookin over my back I didnt realizeWhere I was goinI didnt wanna bother anybodyAccidentally stepped on a dead bodyHey motherfucker watch where the fuck youre goin (Sorry)I might be dead, but Ill kick your assNow I apologized but he still had to talk shitSo I stepped over his face and kept walkinAnd heres the part of my story that gets really scaryHad to walk alone down MilitaryI can see the crackheads hiding in the treesLookin for some changeLookin for some brainsEverything seemed too quiet as I walked down the blockUntil I got hit in the head with a rockCant really tell I musta been out for quite awhileCause when I woke up my Nannycoat was outta styleAnd the crackheads took my moneybacks in a dashAnd ripped off my arm in the processBut fuck that shit I still gots another handSo I can still get the shit for my little manAnd Ima walk with my nuts hangin outI aint scared, but this is where it gets weirdFactories, toxic waste, and chemicalsThey have strange effects on the animalsIn my neighborhood and some get a lot biggerLike the giant rat that jumped on my backIm runnin like a maniac all through the ghetto zoneAnd its steady takin bites out my nug boneWrustling around and found its tailSo I straight bit itThen it ripped of my leg and broke with itTried to catch up but I couldnt move quick enoughThis little trip to the store is straight fuckin me upBut thats ok cause the stores just down the blockSo I hopAnd it seems all wrong as I look up in the skyI see the vultures waitin on me to dieBut I made it to the store so fuck all you hoesPeep out the signHmmm ClosedPicked up a mailbox threw it through the wallCause Ima get my shit so fuck all yallTook a loaf of bread and a carton off the shelfEven took a Faygo 2 liter for myselfWalked out the store like a cheap ass when I heardThe click-click sound of a mossbergThe store owner he didnt like a beat and eatThats why he didnt see a problem with buckin meBlew my muthafuckin head off my shouldersDidnt say nothin kept buck buckinBut I gotta say I made it home in a heart beatNobody fucks with a head rollin down the streetNow I think about it was a full man when leavin outNow Im a head with a loaf of bread in my mouthBouncin up the stairsI knock on the door with my chinHey yo little man wont ya let me in?And best believe it was good to see my little brotherHey you forgot the milk you dumb motherfuckerLock the door behind me cause Im back on routeBack to the store and Im outUh, uh, whos pussy is this, bitch?Uhh, whos pussy? YeahEh, what the fuck are you looking at?Aint you ever seen pussy before, stupid ass?Slap that ass bitchOh, uh, oh, heyHows it happenin again?Hey this song right hereWere ready to slow it down and get a little sexy, ya knowAs 2 Dope tells ya how he stuck her with his wangWoo haha!