ICP: Stalker

The stalkerYeahThe stalker Im gonna stalk this hoochieIm gonna stalk this hoochieSo Im gripping this old peice of shit, right?Heres this smoochie poo at the stop lightAhem, hows about a date?Two tickets for the circus, pick you up at 8[girl]Fuck no, youre a loser[Violent J] Yeah, but Ill stick my boot up your assHeh heh, but I aint naggingTo the next light in my pink volkswagonOh, excuse me, ho, but Im Violent J act like you know[girl]Violent J the country singer?[Violent J]No, Violent J the southwest gangsteroAnd the bitch was gone (awww)So I followed her home (huh?)Cause I got it going on (ohhhh!)And Im in the Haugh (Yep!)Parked at a spot good enough to hawk herThings you do when yous a stalkerSo, what happened?I really dont like to talk about it, but he ruined my life, I mean he was everywhere,everywhere I went. The stalker[chorus]I think that ditso likes me, yeahShe tells you to fuck off with such class!I think that ditso likes meYeah, go on and get that ass!Well, the stalker stalks his targetJust happened to see her at the super-marketOh, hi, hey, that peanut butter sucksYou wouldnt like Jiffy, it aint go no nutsWhy dont you try these?She ran away scared, and Im staring at her butt-cheeksCause I know she loves me, she wanna tease and tease and rub and dub meHello?Hi, its meHello?You love meHello?I love youHello? Hello?Biggity bop boom!Im back in a stone brick houseCandle light dinner and some Mexican chowYo, I know she gonna show upTick-tock, tick-tock, tick, no luckPeep through her window, jack off in her back yardSomebody pulled a jokers cardAnd you know what joker caught youThings you do when yous the stalkerAre you okay?I dont know, because I know hell be back. He always come back. Ill never be able to lead a normal again.Its okay.The stalker[Chorus]Im gonna stalk this hoochie (oochie coochie poochie)Im gonna stalk this hoochie (smoochie coochie poochie)Ive been hawking for about 2 weeksAnd I aint even got a fucking kiss on the cheekShe with some fuck face!Im gonna put that college boy in a neck-brace!I gotta just chillShe loves me lots, and thats for realThat night, I snuck in her back door with a bucket of chicken and a bottleof FaygoTip-toe, tip-toe creeping, cause I know my babys sleepingSnuck in the bedroom, look through (aaaahhh!)She stuck me in the eye with a broomPulled it upPopped my eye back and I cant find herRan through the bedroom, ran through the living room, ran for the bathroom, gotta take a dooNow I stress pulling out my hair, I think I heard that bitch up-stairsUp the steps, wicked clownThen I hear a clicking soundHoney, is that you? Hows about a kissy smoochie poo?Her daddys gun to my nuggetNever liked the bitch, anyway, fuck itSo whatd you do?I tried to run, but he was always right there, just ahead of me.He would always catch me, and hurt me.[Chorus #5]Nah, manShe dont like me manNah, she dont like me, manThat bitch shot me in the head, manShe shot me in the nugget, manNah, she dont like me, man, she dont like meShe shot me in the nugget, manHows she gonna like me, man?She shot me in the nugget, dogShe dont like me, manStop it, man, she dont like meNo she dont!Look at my head, man!She shot me in the forehead, man!Hows she gonna like me, man?This ho like me!