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Mighty Mote
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Insane Clown Posse
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Today's story is sponsored by Psychopathic Records. ICP is back to make evil d**ks cry. This story highlights why people love revenge Born and raised with nothin' at all but [?] My entire life stank f**k, it's like my sh*t stuck Each and every f**kin' day suck, a redneck named Buck f**ks my mom but he's a fake f**k, his beer can struck Hits my forehead, wake up, the fat pig drunk Don't wanna call him daddy, make us Get in Paul's truck, time for school, you don't take us I'll ride the damn bus, I ain't never been late once Well, leave early then, 'cause sh*t, your mama bust a grеat nut [?], boy Am I? Ain't this some bullsh*t. What happens next? Man, I hatе the bus, the bus drive, and all the bus riders I especially hate Nick the f**kin' prick beside us He yells "Move!" slaps my lid off and some kid behind us Who gets so mad, he tells and goes home with a swelled-up shiner And if that d**k Nick forgets his chick, he's quick to remind him They ditch our sh*t out the back window, slips our books and binders I heard they may have 69'd in a cinema [?] recliner And his phone got pics of a Pringles can to the lid up in her vagina Ha ha ha! Got to school with all of them Jocks, gays, goths, chills, gangbangers, and others Rockers, skaters, emo trippers, all hate the mouth brothers The feardest, weirdest, most revered, we're shucked and mirrored d**ks speared was long and pointy, while skeets were squared I'm sellin' pot in a jar with a knot in my palm, in came d**k and Skeet Mouth, I got swirly'd and beat down Surely I will retreat now, still blurry, in defeat [?] What worries me is somehow it'll all repeat again tomorrow God damn it Dude, your life sucks The bed hits my wall all night as Buck is f**kin' my mom (Oh!) Ignore it, readin' a comic book I see the heroes, defeatin' crooks I thought about suicidin' it, but who am I to quit That'd be like me straight as a razor ridin' a d**k I peeped this ad in the back: Need revenge? There's ten thousand ways, within the Mighty Mote, you'll be amazed Bullies kickin' sand in your face? Then just delete 'em! Defeat 'em, beat 'em, sh*t, you can cook 'em and eat 'em Are you a wimp, a shrimp, a simp with a limp? Send six sixty-five to Mighty Moe plus a dime to ship I hit accept and fell out dreamin' of killin' them dorks Woke up with a box on my chest, straight from the Yum Yum Fun Court Ripped it open, it's a- what is it? A remote control! Aimed it for the wall and hit send and blew an open hole Morning jogger out there, stunned, I rewinded his ass He ran backwards three times as fast I'ma have a blast Revenge. Those people, I'll get 'em. Revenge is mine Takin' my life back, this mother f**ker Buck's way fat I'll cut him no slack, on the toilet where he stay at I'm pressin' plus, zap, he's gettin' bigger, hear the weight crack The floorboards snap! How's your cut back on the late snacks? I'm like an [Amtrak ?], he stuck in the door, the frame crack He [?] plus, zap, he's so big, [?] strain back Can't hold 'em all back, he reached a point he can't remain at And finally neck splat, all over the block it rain fat Sweet! Damn! Dude got f**ked up With this f**kin' Mighty Mote I could destroy the whole f**kin' bus The bus driver, and the bus riders Instead I'm only killin' Nick and his dumb b*t*h beside us He yelled "Move!" but I stayed in place Then aimed and flipped the channel, turned his head into a scrotum with his face The Mighty Mote has one red button, an exclamation point Aimed it for his b*t*h's neden, it didn't disappoint Her pu**y hole became a suction machine Her feet and legs flew up her neden and left her folded like a chicken wing *Laughing* Finally got to school with them Jocks, gays, goths, chills, gangbangers and others Told 'em all, tell the Mouth Brothers they dead mother f**kers The feardest, weirdest, most revered, were shucked and mirrored d**k and Skeet Mouth about to be smeared, deleted, and cleared In the John, Mighty Mote in my palm, in came d**k and Skeet Mouth I paused 'em, kicked 'em both in the balls some, give 'em each a beatdown I turned they volumes down 'til they was four inches tall Unpaused 'em, scooped 'em up and flushed 'em down the sh*ttiest stall *Laughing*
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