Juggalo Homies

I know y'all ain't in

I just wanna let y'all know something, man

Y'all know I love you

Y'll know you're my homies

And, uh, alright, we'll talk later, peace

Let me ask you this about this life we live

And let me try to swerve some of this attention you give

To them distant ass relatives over ham dinner

If they really missed you so much

Why don't they just call in, motherfucker?

If you wasn't blood, would you still have love?

Or in fact, does the blood make you think you have to love?

Look, I probably love my family more than anybody here

But my homies are family too, third cousins? Get outta here

Who was you with when you got tattooed?

And who was you tripping with when you did them mushrooms?

And who the fuck threw up all over your car?

And then felt worse than you about that shit in the morning? (Friends y'all)

Who loaned you money, homie?

Who owes you cash? (Who?)

Who taught you how to use the bong for the grass? (Who?)

I don't know much but I gotta assume

When you hit you first neden, your homies was in the other room

We talking about homies, homies

Talking about the road dogs of mine

Our motherfucking homies, homies

We throwing up clowns love signs (Real Juggalo)

Homies, homies

Talking about the road dogs of mine

Homies, homies

(Man, that's my dog, man)

Have you ever had a job that you truly despise?

Like, I don't know, maybe dish washing or fucking flipping fries?

And you got this boss who thinks he the Don Mega

Because he the head manager, Chief Chili Fry Maker

All you can vision is y'all beating him down

Your homies standing on his back while you're kicking his head around

But responsibility is there, I can't lie though

I'd of been plucked his fucking eye ball out with a chicken bone

I'm crazy as fuck, I'll rip your piercings off

And now my homies are holding me back so I don't look soft

When you snuck the car out who did you get? (Who?)

And when you got color, who'd you blame the shit? (Who?)

Who can you relax around and scratch your balls? (Who?)

Homies, I'm talking about like you and yours

We talking about homies, homies

Talking about the road dogs of mine

Our motherfucking homies, homies

We throwing up clowns love signs (Real Juggalo)

Homies, homies

Talking about the road dogs of mine

Homies, homies

You don't like me, you can fuck on

Carnival ain't for everyone

You don't like me, you can fuck on

Carnival ain't for everyone

Me and my homies stay tight like a noose

And if you step to one of us, you better step to the whole crew

I never knew that I could depend

That I could have some friends that's down to the very end

Well, that's my home boys, excuse me, my family

And when we conquer the world, we macking on the galaxy

'Cause sky's the limit and we ain't finished

And if my homies gon' ride, then you know I'm with it

Puff it and pass it and I give it to my homies, y'all

Hit it and quit it, then I give it to my homies, y'all

I got the world around my finger with my homies, y'all

And everything is obsolete unless I hear my homies call

We worldwide, we're homies across the planet

Sticking together like zippers on Michael Jackson's Beat It jacket

They got my back like a tat for that, I love y'all

Hanging till we old and gray like grandpas (Psychopathic)

We talking about homies, homies

Talking about the road dogs of mine

My motherfucking homies, homies

We throwing up clowns love signs (Real ass Juggalo)

Homies, homies

Talking about the road dogs of mine

Homies, homies

You don't like me, you can fuck on

Carnival ain't for everyone

Keep it in your clique, fuck the outside, baby

You don't like me, you can fuck on

Carnival ain't for everyone

Running with the homies until I'm old like Grady

You don't like me, you can fuck on

Carnival ain't for everyone

I ain't trapped in my family or my motherfucking lady

You don't like me, you can fuck on

Swinging hatchets on the daily with my crew, acting crazy

My motherfucking homies, homies

Talking about the road dogs of mine

Real ass Juggalo

Homies, homies

We throwing up clowns love signs

Talking about homies

Homies, homies

Talking about the road dogs of mine

East side, west side

Homies, homies

North side, south side

You don't like me, you can fuck on

Carnival ain't for everyone

You don't like me, you can fuck on

Carnival ain't for everyone

You don't like me, you can fuck on

Carnival ain't for everyone

You don't like me, you can fuck on