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 "I know you ain't there 
That's why I just want to let you know something bro 
You all know I love you, you all know you're my homies 
And, eh, 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 a muthafucka? 
 
If you wasn't blood, would you still have love? 
Or infact 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, 3rd cousin's get outta here 
 
Who was you with when you got tattooed? 
And who was you trippin' 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 mornin'? 
Friends ya'll 
 
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 ya hit ya first neden, ya homies was in the other room 
 
We talkin' about homies, homies 
Talkin' about Road Dogs of mine 
Our motha fuckin', homies, homies 
We throwin' up clown love signs, Real Juggalo 
Homies, homies 
Talkin' about Road Dogs of mine 
Homies, homies 
 
Have you ever had a job that you truly despise? 
Like I don't know maybe dish washin', or fuckin' flippin' fries 
And you got this boss who thinks he's the Don Mega 
Because he the head manager 'Chief Chili Fry Maker' 
 
All you can vision is ya'll beatin' him down 
Your homies standin' on his back while you kickin' his head around 
But responsibility is there, I can't lie tho 
I'd of been plucked his fuckin' eye ball out with a chicken bone 
I'm crazy as fuck, I'll rip your peircings off 
And now my homies are holdin' me back so I don't look soft 
 
When you snuck the car out who did you get? Who? 
And when you got caught, who you blame the shit? Who? 
Who can you relax around and scratch your balls? Who? 
Homies, I'm talkin' about like you and yours 
 
We talkin' about homies, homies 
Talkin' about Road Dogs of mine 
Our motha fuckin', homies, homies 
We throwin' up clown love signs, Real Juggalo 
Homies, homies 
Talkin' about Road Dogs of mine 
Homies, homies 
 
You don't like me, you can fuck on 
Carnival ain't for everyone 
Keep it in your click fuck the outside, baby 
You don't like me, you can fuck on 
Carnival ain't for everyone 
Runnin' with the homies until I'm old like Grady 
 
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 homeboys excuse me, my family 
And when we conquer the world, we mackin' on the galaxy 
'Cuz sky's the limit and we ain't finished 
And if my homies gonna ride ya know I'm with it 
 
Puff it and pass it and I give it to my homies ya'll 
Hit it and quit it and then I give it to my homies ya'll 
I got the world around my finger with my homies ya'll 
And everything is obsolete unless I hear my homies call 
 
We world wide, we're homies across the planet 
Stickin' together like zippers on Michael Jackson's "Beat It" jacket 
They got my back like a tat for that, I love ya'll 
Hangin' till we old and gray like grandpas, Psychopathic 
 
Homies, homies 
Talkin' about Road Dogs of mine 
Our motha fuckin', homies, homies 
We throwin' up clown love signs, Real Juggalo 
Homies, homies 
Talkin' about Road Dogs of mine 
Homies, homies, homies 
 
You don't like me, you can fuck on 
Carnival ain't for everyone 
Keep it in your click fuck the outside, baby 
You don't like me, you can fuck on 
Carnival ain't for everyone 
Runnin' with the homies until I'm old like Grady 
 
You don't like me, you can fuck on 
Carnival ain't for everyone 
Keep it in your click fuck the outside baby 
You don't like me, you can fuck on! 
Carnival ain't for everyone! 
Swingin' hatches on the daily with my crew actin' crazy 
 
Homies, homies 
Talkin' about Road Dogs of mine, Real Juggalo 
Homies, homies 
We throwin' up clown love signs, Juggalo homie 
Homies, homies 
Talkin' about Road Dogs of mine 
Homies, 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! 
You don't like me, you can fuck on 
Carnival ain't for everyone 
You don't like me, you can fuck on 
  
            
 
HATA BİLDİR
 
 
		
        
        
        
         
         
         
         
        
        
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