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Insane Clown Posse

"Confessions (Alternate Mix)"

[Intro]
Yes, I confess, but I really could care less
Father, I tried, but they wasn't on my side
Yes, I confess, but I really could care less
Father, I tried, but they wasn't on my side

[Verse 1: Violent J]
Father (hey), I confess for doing it
I had a brain (yes), but life had to ruin it (gone)
Screw in it (thoughts), twist it, infect it (kill)
Dissect it (spit), don't respect it (blood)
When you put me in a cage full of animals (creepy)
Savages (killers), and cold-blooded cannibals (monsters)
I can't help but become what's around me ([?])
Tried to run, but they found me, surround me (sh*t)
Then they choke ya (squeeze), and provoke ya (tease)
Try to smoke ya, turn you into a joker (ease)
I tried to rip it off (wait), but its all I know (it's)
The only thing I ever knew (me), so what to do?
Look at you (never), a bigot 'til your growin' old (evil)
Your growin' mold, with a soul that's freezin' cold (so?)
So I confess (yes), but even if I'm all wrong
I'll be down with the clown till I'm dead and gone

[Chorus]
Yes, I confess, but I really could care less
Father, I tried, but they wasn't on my side
Yes, I confess, but I really could care less
Father, I tried, but they wasn't on my side

[Verse 2: Violent J]
I confess, this lady had a purse (old), so I took it (snatch)
I took it home, opened it up, and shook it (look)
She had papers (comb), lipstick and nail polish (sh*t)
Credit cards and about twenty-seven dollars (change)
I bought a fifth (liquor), drank it and laid there (stoned)
It seemed like I could see the purse everywhere (bone)
On the light post (look), by this mail box (look)
I tried to run from it (where?), I ran a couple blocks (look!)
But there it was, on the side walk, waitin' for me (sh*t!)
It tried to lure me to it (stop!), I had to f*ckin' do it (no!)
I picked it up ([?]), and stuck my f*ckin' hand in it (Agh)
It was full of rats (Ah!), and they f*ckin' bit it off (Why?)
Father I confess, I'm a criminal (a thief!)
But my worlds too subliminal, around me (everywhere!)
Look at them (Look!), all the wicked masses (everybody!)
That's why I'm down with the clown till I'm ashes

[Chorus]
Yes, I confess, but I really could care less
Father, I tried, but they wasn't on my side
Yes, I confess, but I really could care less
Father, I tried, but they wasn't on my side

[Bridge]
It's like a circus, a wicked carnival
Everybody's got a ticket, they're lookin'
For the freaks, to point and gawk at
Look at yourself, the joke's on you, Jack

[Shaggy 2 Dope]
Southwest down, clown love with a street gang (Whoop whoop!)
And I'ma represent. This time, my brains hang
Father, I confess; I'm the first to admit it
But if you burn my city down, I'm goin' out with it

[Violent J]
My mother is a park ([?]). My father's a street sign (ghetto)
And they brought me up fine. I respect mine (I love them)
I've become what's all around me
I confess, I'm down with the clown for life...

[Outro]
Yes, I confess, but I really could care less
(Down with the clown for life!)
Father, I tried, but they wasn't on my side
(I confess to ya!)
Yes, I confess, but I really could care less
(Down with the clown for life!)
Father, I tried, but they wasn't on my side
(Accept my confession!)
Yes, I confess, but I really could care less
(I'm down with the clown for life! A life!)
Father, I tried, but they wasn't on my side
(I confess to ya!)
Yes, I confess, but I really could care less
(I'll be down! Down with the clown for life!)
Father, I tried, but they wasn't on my side
(I confess to ya! For life!)

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