Insane Clown Posse Someone's Gonna Die lyrics

I remember as a young buck, trying to get a grip in the southwest, Everyday I'm coming in with my mouth bust, cause I fought back, I never hold out, I'm still a man even with my chin blown out
I held my ground, the city didn't get to me, but when I came home daddy put his foot to me, I lay awake, praying that that the motherfucker dies, I see his fist then the pain in my mother's eyes
Tell me lies, they did when I was only ten, they got me loony toony, I'm drinking boony gin, and once again, the city game me another test, I wasn't there for my brother now he laid to rest
To the chest, a bullet got the best of him, they caught his killer, I'm going for the rest of them, when they found, let them down, wicked clown, wicked sound pop pop.
The murder goes round and round, I wonder will it ever cease, fuck the police, they tried to rape my neice. But at least she's ok. they never caught her, I spend my nights in the gutter drinking sewer water.
I'm not alone theres others in my territory, we all share the same story, a horror story, and its gory, I join the gang, I'm riding high, So if you try to take my pride then someone's gonna die

Verse 2:
In the city, there's only two kinds of love, clown love and the love for the up above, I fell in love with a bitch, she hold me, I should've listened to the carnies when they told me, women are the devil, they pollute your mind, they take control with their hold, and then they roll

Its getting old, i'm grabbing every bitch I find, they try to play me, I punch them in the lower spine, I'm on my mind, I'm steady trying to catch a grip, don't wanna slip, the ghettos like a sunken ship, I'm going under, I wonder if i'm alone, I see my sadness drawn on with me in the ghetto zone
I show respect to the cruise, and with the lose, you might get shot up in the skull stepping on my shoes, My shoes are tracks, they're nothing but $1.50, just wanna murder anybody trying to get with me
I need my mother I miss her, I reminisce, i'm thinking about every friday night, she'd bring us chips. I'm watching CHiPs, she'd let us stay awake late, that shit was great, but now its all about hate, them days are gone, I belong to another life, another time, with different shit is on my mind
Shit like murder, death, and graveyards, joker cards, and how someone's gonna die.