The Blasta Songtext
von Insane Clown Posse

"Leave him alone!"
"Leave him alone"
"What?"
"Leave him alone"
"Dude, that′s messed up, man"
"That ain't cool
I was maybe thirteen
They was hurtful and mean
Especially this one fucker, Kurt Greene
Fucked with me in the hallways, always
"Abuse the loser," they would all say
I walked in the lunch room, I′m gettin punched soon
If Kurt Greene sees me, here comes doom
This time, he spit on the back of my head
My face turned red as the laughter spread
Daddy has a gun in his closet
Way up in a black box
It's too bad though, because he locks it
Along with all of his crack rocks (Fuck it)
Icepick in my hand, up early in the A.M


Kurt's at the bus stop snuck up, one plus
Stuck ′em in the temple, simple disaster
That was the debut of the bully blasta!
You fucked with the blasta
(Explosion!)
′Till he does what he has to
You fucked with the blasta
(You don't know me!)
′Till he does what he has to
You fucked with the blasta
(Explosion!)
Keep fucking with the blasta
You fucked with the blasta
(You don't know me!)
Keep fucking with the blasta
I was twenty-two, and the army′s calling
I'm lifeless out here, so I′m all in
And my drill sergeant is barking orders
And I'm sharing my living quarters
With a big-time prick from Oklahoma
I can't stand him or his aroma
Big thick neck jock in his drawers he flexed
They all kissed his ass, they don′t wanna be next
I never thought the blasta would be back
But he has to, we need that
He pissed on my bed, I jumped in
And laid wet in the laughter, blood pumping
He snores like a bear, but tonight was nice!
We all slept like babies with his windpipe sliced
I did it with a straight-blade razor
And my bully blasta behavior!
You fucked with the blasta
(Explosion!)
′Till he does what he has to
You fucked with the blasta
(You don't know me!)
′Till he does what he has to
You fucked with the blasta
(Explosion!)
Keep fucking with the blasta
You fucked with the blasta
(You don't know me!)
Keep fucking with the blasta
Years pass
Years pass
Years pass
Years pass
I got a family now, I put it all behind me
My son gets picked on now, and it reminds me
Of murder, the bully soon came up missing
I spoke to my son, I had an intuition
"Did you have anything to do with this?"
He gave me no answer, just a hug and a kiss
And said, "Don′t worry, dad, everything will be fine
Just you pay it no mind, it's all over"
And at work, my boss is a bastard
He comes to the office halfway plastered
Bitchin′, abusing all the women, and testing
But we accept it because of the recession
He groped my wife at the office party
I stood up for her, he swore he'd fire me
I threw him off the balcony, thirteenth floor
I guess I'm a bully blasta forevermore!
You fucked with the blasta
(Explosion!)
′Till he does what he has to
You fucked with the blasta
(You don′t know me!)
'Till he does what he has to
You fucked with the blasta
(Explosion!)
Keep fucking with the blasta
You fucked with the blasta
(You don′t know me!)
Keep fucking with the blasta
Please fuck with me, bitch
Pretty, pretty please
With a pound of sugar on top
A pound of booger sugar
Dipped in marmalade and meth!
You fucked with the blasta
(Explosion!) (Please!)
'Till he does what he has to
(I wish you would!) You fucked with the blasta
(You don′t know me!)
'Till he does what he has to (Come on, bitch! Please!)
You fucked with the blasta
(Explosion!)
Keep fucking with the blasta (Do it! Come on!)
You fucked with the blasta
(You don′t know me!) (I wish you would!)
Keep fucking with the blasta
Dead, dead, dead, dead
Whoa!