ICP: Pass me by

Does this excite you? Think about it! Does it not stagger the imagination? No builder on earth can concieve any structure to compare to the mansions above. Wont that be something when you go to live in your own mansion? Therell be no concern about paying for it, its already taken care of. Therell be no worry about veing moved out of it. It will be yours forever. [Shaggy 2 Dope]I got shot, ah!, the murder was heinous The bullet went in my eyeball and out my anus And I was hit, that was it, on the spot Flash, I woke up in a parking lot And Im sittin in a 64 Reinkeys With Shaggy Dope written on the car keys I look around I cant believe that its possible Im dead, and I made it to the carnival I walk in, its everything I dreamed of Everybody and they momma got clown luv Japanese, Lebanese, and Chinese, Portuguese, and southwest ghetto gs. (woowoo) Hangin out with redneck truck drivers Instead of always givin each other piledrivers I see my old homey, he died in a dragChillin with two bitches, What up, Shaggs? And he passed me a blunt like a tree trunk I tried to hit it, but couldnt even fuck with itAnd to think, I always been afraid to die But I aint never goin back to wonder why. [Chorus (2x)]We all gonna die, but Im not gonna fryEven though most never tryIm not gonna let this pass me bye, no[Violent J]I was born, first, they threw me in a shit pile I dealt with it, and lived there for a while I got dissed on, pissed on, and beat downMutilated, and tossed out a dead clown Next thing ya know, Im chillin at the big top Free money, and mad bitches non-stop No water, its Faygo on tap I wash my hair, and my face, and my butt-crack with itCuz I can, cuz Im phat paid I got a five story funhouse with a maid And she walks around with her titties hanging out And when I cough, she come and dust my balls off (woowoo) Im headed up to the show, Im gonna see Jimi Hendrix, Selena, and Eazy E Elvis tried to open up but got dissed off We got pissed off, because he sounded like butt Theres no fights, its a perfect match Hillbillies in the crowd tryin to cabbage patch And to think, Ive always been afraid to die But I aint never goin back to wonder why. [Chorus (2x)][Violent J]Did ya ever burn your finger on somethin? hey Well picture this, your nuts burnin that wayAnd a roman candle stickin in your butthole Thats where the greedy skank motherfuckers go [Shaggy 2 Dope]This is all hell now, we livin in it But this bullshitll be over in a minute Then its off to the Faygos and neden hoes New clothes, and patent leather for your toes (woo-woo) [Violent J]And while you sit around cryin for your dead friend Hes chillin up there, paid, getting mad ends Hes probably there tryin to figure out why youre sadHes on the beach gettin fat, you got it bad [Shaggy 2 Dope]And for those who aint down for the next man Who rob from the poor, and snatch all ya can And any chicken talkin shit, lemme tell ya something Hold a lighter to your balls, and youll see whats coming[Chorus (2x)]Does this excite you? Think about it! Does it not stagger the imagination? No builder on earth can concieve any structure to compare to the mansions above. Wont that be something when you go to live in your own mansion? Therell be no concern about paying for it, its already taken care of. Therell be no worry about veing moved out of it. It will be yours forever. [Chorus (10x)]