We may paint our faces, we may ******** around. But p***y-a** bitches, here won't be found. My homies stand, behind me all the way. My true family, and forever we'll stay. Don't ******** with me, cause they got my back. Where do YOUR friends go, when they know you can't hack? Do they stay there and help? ******** no they run. Back to their mommies, while we have our fun. My juggalo family, we don't ******** around. So tell me this now, are you down with the clown?
LoViNg Ya LoTs · Sun Mar 01, 2009 @ 03:49am · 0 Comments |