Insane Clown Posse, Twiztid, Dark Lotus Family, Its Our World
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Lookin my crystal ball it's alright
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Welcome, my curious sisters and brothers
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first, put a twenty in the jar with the others
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(that's right take a seat)
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ain't no smokin in here, I need to keep my ball clear
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there spirits in there
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(what's your future, someone gonna shoot ya)
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will you get your girlfriend back, as if I know that
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I can only tell you where your soul is headed
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and will remain eternally embedded, the rest forget it
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life is nothin but a test to clear
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did you have a heart while you where here
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and was it sincere?
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Your still unravelling your future right now
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what kinda person are ya bro, oh, well there you go
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you control your own muthafuckin' destiny
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I aint lettin' the devil get the best of me
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(I'm gonna make it into Shangri-La) golden walls
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what's up with you check your own crystal balls
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Lookin my crystal ball its allright
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Layback, evolve, and I'll be alright
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lookin in my crystal ball I'm seein' thugs
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both catchin' and firein' slugs
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(paper for drugs) I see a man waiting on block cheese in my lawn
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(its the same old song)
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but when I look into everybody's faces
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(smile) there soul is headed other places
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and they ain't worried about payin them dues down here
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(because they mothafuckin future is crystal clear)
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the focus switches to you and it ain't good
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all mad cause someone rolls up into the neighborhood
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check your self if judgement was passed, yo, you be in hell
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(right up the ass-hole) the haten will get ya if ya let it
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pack your speedo's I hear its hot where you headed
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I'm trying to tell ya now (when the grim reaper calls)
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you don't wanna be asked out grippin' your crystal balls
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Lookin my crystal ball its alright [x3]
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Lay back, evolve, and Ill be alright
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look into my crystal ball its all black
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and everybody's frozen in time front to back
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their controlled by the matrix of mind, body and soul
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and I'm branded by the system of carnival freekshow
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I see the fame analyse cause nothin is the skies
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its the same as seein the death in the demons eyes
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I'm high in my sites, from the truth of my crystal ball
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believe me when I say we comin for all of ya'll
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look deep into my crystal ball
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see the dead smokin on trees and drinking alcohol
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underneath the street beneath the concrete
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if you listen to the night you can hear my heart beat
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all painted up carrying an axe and shit
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juggalo love got each others backs and shit
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encased in glass for the whole world to see
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am I inside, or is the crystal ball inside of me
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Lookin my crystal ball its alright [x8]
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Layback, evolve, and Ill be alright
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[fades out]
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rain comes down (Lookin my crystal ball its alright)
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[repeats until song ends]
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Crystal Ball
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| ICP (Insane Clown Posse) |
