ICP (INSANE CLOWN POSSE) - Murda Cloak lyrics

(Benson/Falkner)

My mother raise me single-handedly

In a Louisiana hell called Harvey

I never know what I'm supposed to be

Turned over every rock for clues

Of what it is to be me

And I never know what's going on

But I'm blessed and I guess

And I swim in the streets when it rains

And I've seen grown men act so insane

But now the weather has changed

But in my head the climate's still the same

I still feel pain each time I hear my name

But I never know what's going on

But I'm blessed and I guess

And I used to be so flattered

But now I just feel shattered

And I try not to think about it

My head's already clouded

And I have castanet fingers

And I sweat bullets when I'm triggered

And I'd like to wind up with someone like her

And we'll live happily ever after

But it won't matter that I'm a little scattered

And I never know what's going on