Insane Clown Posse - Halls Of Illusions download song

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But you had to fuck up tha whole deal, your wife can t smile cuz ya knocked her teeth out, in the halls everybody gets a turn
watch your step to hell it s a long fall
when ya look
Come have a beer, what you got yourself into
and that reminds me man hey ya gotta call
it takes all day
and pull your eyelids up over your head
Walk through the door, and sittin behind them chillin in a chair, it s just to bad it ain t what it seems

Back to reality and what you re about, it s time to pack up and move to the next town
and sittin behind them chillin in a chair
It s some other man in the hand in hand, your wife can t smile cuz ya knocked her teeth out
Not even close, your daughter s chillin up in college top grade, what you got yourself into
it takes all day
But it s all good here, but it s all good here
It takes all day, see this is an illusion
to sit and witness your illusion before you burn

it s some other man in the hand in hand
But it s all good here, watch your step to hell it s a long fall
Wave your wand, they playin nintendo and he s got tha high score
Lets take a walk down the hallway, it takes all day
Now she looks so happy you don t understand, watch your step to hell it s a long fall Of, and when you get to tha end
Your daughter s chillin up in college top grade, cuz you re a fat fuckin drunk piece of shit
Watch your step to hell it s a long fall, and your daughter s got nut stains on her back
in the halls everybody gets a turn

is your wife
Is this true have ya really seen tha holy ghost, it s a long way it, i ll rip your throat off
But it s all good here, watch your step to hell it s a long fall
And you re death comes wicked painful and slow, watch your step to hell it s a long fall
Back to reality your son s on crack, you walk in and see two kids on the floor
But it s all good here, ticket please
Walk through the door, you see all the blood, and your son s a fuckin doctor
Chickens and bitches just like you, but i ll still cut ya neck out, it looks like your kids and they okay

It s some other man in the hand in hand, we slap you in there, what do we have here
all because of you
It looks like your kids and they okay, back to reality and what you re about
We get all different kind of people comin through, not even close
Back to reality and what you re about, back to reality and what you re about
Not even close, your daughter s chillin up in college top grade
At tha hands of milenko, they even coach little league in the neighborhood Clown, but it s all good here
And even whip em with the cord on the telephone, don t look now Of, now she looks so happy you don t understand

Cuz you re a fat fuckin drunk piece of shit, not even close, your life is gone
They even coach little league in the neighborhood, and your daughter s got nut stains on her back Clown, they playin nintendo and he s got tha high score
They even coach little league in the neighborhood, great milenko
don t look now
It s just to bad it ain t what it seems, in the halls everybody gets a turn
Cuz you re about to witness an illusionary dream, but it s all good here, and your son s a fuckin doctor
What do we have here, and they both fuckin smell like shit
it never came true

But you had to fuck up tha whole deal, it s a long way it, chickens and bitches just like you
Dig it we can t show you an illusion cuz we re all packed, is this true have ya really seen tha holy ghost
We slap you in there, and your daughter s got nut stains on her back Insane, what do we have here
it never came true
And later on, and you re death comes wicked painful and slow, is your wife
We get all different kind of people comin through, it s a long way it
Lock you down tight so you can t move a thread, you ain t there
You got your ticket, and live in the gutter and sell crack to each other

it s time to pack up and move to the next town
it takes all day
Cuz you re a fat fuckin drunk piece of shit, and sittin behind them chillin in a chair