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I Like It Rough Songtext
von Insane Clown Posse

I Like It Rough Songtext

Just know to bust we must
Lust is us and we bust dust

What you know about romance, what you know about sex?
What you know about sufferin′ and gag reflex?
What you know about reachin' your peak and inches of death?
What you know about my climax causin′ your last breath?
What you know about romance, what you know about sex?
What you know about sufferin' and gag reflex?
What you know about reachin' your peak and inches of death?
What you know about my climax causin′ your last breath?


Well hey, runaway, with them blood-red lips
I′d like to drink you in slowly, relish them sips
I'd like to smother your shine, be your eternal eclipse
I′d like to hang and stab you, shower in and absorb your drips
Well hey, runaway, with that blood-red thong
I'd like to snatch you up and murder-fuck you like King Kong
I′d like to scare you, boo-boo, gut your skin out and wear you
I'd like to tear you in half, study inside and compare you
Well hey, runaway, with that blood-red blush
I′d like to receive your stab wounds in my belly and gush
I'd like to tranquilize you, surprise, realize I'm inside you
I′d like to sodomize you so hard I lobotomize you (Uhh)
Well hey, runaway, with that blood on your skin
I′d like to cook and eat you, shit you out then eat you again
I'd like to show you black magic, fear, pain and redrum
In a sexual bedlam that could make the dead cum

What you know about romance (Ooh), what you know about sex? (Sex)
What you know about sufferin′ and gag reflex? (Hey, I like it rough)
What you know about reachin' your
Peak and inches of death? (Ooh, yeah)
What you know about my climax
Causin′ your last breath? (I like it rough)
What you know about romance (Ooh), what you know about sex? (Sex)
What you know about sufferin' and gag reflex? (I like it rough)
What you know about reachin′ your
Peak and inches of death? (Ooh, yeah)
What you know about my climax
Causin' your last breath? (I like it rough)


Let me choke you with your panties 'til your eyeballs roll back
Then you can choke me with your panties ′til you feel my shit snap
Then I can choke you with your panties
′Til your tongue hangs out a foot long
Then choke me with your panties, slit my throat with your thong
Bitch, let me choke you with your panties 'til you′re purple like rain
Then you can choke me with your panties, shut my jugular vein
Then let me choke you with your
Panties 'til your eyes pop out your face
You can choke me with your panties ′til my brain erased, runaway
Let me choke you with your panties, strip club bathroom stall
I'll lift your feet off the floor, hangin′ you, I'll give you my all
You can choke me with your panties 'til I pass out by the toilet
You can piss on my face, wait, just do it, don′t spoil it, runaway
Let me choke you with your panties hard and half-decapitate you
Then fuck you like I hate you, desicrate and butt-rape you
You can choke me with your panties ′til I'm nothin′ but mush and
Confine me to a chair, droolin' and starin′ and forever bustin'

What you know about romance (Ooh), what you know about sex? (Sex)
What you know about sufferin′ and gag reflex? (Hey, I like it rough)
What you know about reachin' your
Peak and inches of death? (Ooh, yeah)
What you know about my climax
Causin' your last breath? (I like it rough)
What you know about romance (Ooh), what you know about sex? (Sex)
What you know about sufferin′ and gag reflex? (I like it rough)
What you know about reachin′ your
Peak and inches of death? (Ooh, yeah)
What you know about my climax
Causin' your last breath? (I like it rough)

Runaway, tell me your illest desire
What, want me to fuck you while my dick is on fire?
Want me to chew your nipples off and spit ′em up your neden
Want that forbidden, runaway? Then start admittin'
What type of levels we hittin′, let's get to splittin′ that mitten
I love dippin' when it's slippin′ out, beatboxin′ and spittin'
What types of scales we tippin′? Let's get it saucy and drippin′
Bitch, you bloodin' or crippin′? Open that butt or that kitten
So what, you're drippin'?
Tighter-lippin′ with your slippin′ quit trippin'
You want me rippin′ your shit in?
What types of shit can we fit in, runaway?
You see them thumbtacks? Yes, them for my balls
Insert 'em, hurt ′em,
Murder them bitches, dig in your claws, I like it
Bite 'em, ignite ′em, boot 'em, shoot 'em and stab ′em
Quick, saw ′em off my dick, I gives a shit, bitch, you can have 'em
Take that Phillips screwdri- does that look like a Phillips, ho?
I′m sorry, runaway, yo, stick it in my dickhole, yes
Now grab that nail gun, plug it in, shot off 'em, uh
It hurts runaway, oh God, I love you, here I come

What you know about romance (Ooh), what you know about sex? (Sex)
What you know about sufferin′ and gag reflex? (Hey, I like it rough)
What you know about reachin' your
Peak and inches of death? (Ooh, yeah)
What you know about my climax
Causin′ your last breath? (I like it rough)
What you know about romance (Ooh), what you know about sex? (Sex)
What you know about sufferin' and gag reflex? (I like it rough)
What you know about reachin' your
Peak and inches of death? (Ooh, yeah)
What you know about my climax
Causin′ your last breath? (I like it rough)

Trust, just know to bust we must
Lust is us and we bust dust
Trust (Ooh), just know to bust we must
Lust is us (Yeah) and we bust dust (I like it rough)
Trust (Ooh), just know to bust we must
Lust is us (Yeah) and we bust dust (I like it rough)
Trust (Ooh), just know to bust we must
Lust is us (Yeah) and we bust dust (I like it rough)
Trust (Ooh), just know to bust we must
Lust is us (Yeah) and we bust dust (I like it rough)
Trust (Ooh), just know to bust we must
Lust is us (Yeah) and we bust dust (I like it rough)
Trust (Ooh), just know to bust we must
Lust is us (Yeah) and we bust dust (I like it rough)
Trust (Ooh), just know to bust we must
Lust is us (Yeah) and we bust dust (I like it rough)

Ha, just know to bust we must
Lust is us and we bust dust
Trust, just know to bust we must
Lust is us and we bust dust
Trust, just know to bust we must
Lust is us and we bust dust
Trust, just know to bust we must
Lust is us and we bust dust
Brother!

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