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letra de freak show - bukshot

[intro: monoxide]
i’m a freak (i’m a freak)
i’m a creep (i’m a creep)
i’m a weirdo (i’m a weirdo)
so welcome to the freak show

[verse 1: bukshot]
f-ck this guy next to me if he don’t like a weirdo
i was born to bring the heat and it’s like rob de niro
i’m watching comic-book men and i fear no hater talking sh-t i got a barrel he can deep-throat (grr)
they never shoulda opened my cage (i’m loose)
call the zoo cause these people are afraid (they’re afraid)
i’m different, make no mistake
open up your mouth, i just might toss in a grenade (a grenade)
i got dumdums in the heater
say it ain’t so (it ain’t so) i’m on my weezer
plus i brought my b-tch to this i think she wanna meet ya (woop)
banana clips and we ain’t talking ’bout chiquita (haha)
acting fake gets me angry like birds (like birds)
swinging for your face and your vision might blur (might blur)
i’ve seen that look before and i can tell you’re way shook (ugh)
i guarantee you won’t be checking in on facebook

[verse 3: monoxide & jamie madrox]
s-s-sick and psychotic a lunatic laughs hysterically
f-cked up and back from the grave every time they stare at me
broken wings don’t carry me but i fly to the blood red sky and sit in the center of darkness and constantly wonder why
i’m a freak show
neck in the noose i refuse the dead go
strange individuals so the label us weirdos
bukshot, them twiztid boys they out cold
cause they’ll scare you to the cold and even your soul froze like a freak show

[chorus: jamie madrox & monoxide]
what the f-ck you looking at
don’t act like you ain’t never seen
a freak show
blow your little pretty world to smithereens
i’m a freak, i’m a weirdo, i’m a creep, not trynna be a hero
i don’t care what they might think about us i’m just being me
a freak show
i’ll chop ’em up in pieces like a war marine
i’m a freak, i’m a weirdo, i’m a creep, so welcome to the freak show
[verse 4: bukshot]
got my jason mask on, yeah i’m all that (i’m all that)
machete and a pump and a ball-bat (ball-bat)
with this talking sh-t better fall back (fall back)
walking freak show yeah i’m on that (on that)
got some blood in my eye but i can see the truth
ain’t too many who can f-ck with me outside the booth
if you f-cking with me ninjas let me hear ya whoop (whoop whoop)
come on like (whoop whoop) yeah
you’s a b-tch for thinking you could hang with this clique
buk and twiztid getting wicked, bring the sickness
every night is halloween, i’m into sick sh-t
put you on a torture table banging misfits
disrespecting me is something i hate
acting like a p-ssy is just something i can’t
music is the beautiful woman that i rape
we got shotguns, blood and some black and white paint
come on

- bukshot

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