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Icp - Текст песни 85 Bucks An Hour
"85 Bucks An Hour"
(feat. Twiztid)
[Violent J]
 Chillin at the Studio 
 Chillin at the Studio 85 bucks an hour 
 So hurry up and loop a beat Mike, come on! 
 I'm Violent J, 
 but my homies call me shithead 
 But that's my homies 
 To you I'm Violent J bitch 
 I put my boys on a track even though they suck 
 "Yo dawg I'm Dave I don't give a fuck." 
 I did a record deal 
 I signed a contract 
 Technically for Island I can only rap 
 But fuck that, with Twiztid I'ma still spit 
 Even though I got a cold and I sound like shit 
 What the fuck was that?! (Coughs) 
 Fuck it, leave it in that shit was phat 
 You heard this beat 80 times and I'ma still freak it 
 And if you notice my shit don't even rhyme 
 Look at that ... 
 I ain't even got a rap and it's still phat 
 My shit went gold 
 I got fat knots 
 And your still flyering parking lots 
 You might say my vocals are up too loud 
 So I'mma turn em up louder and I'll piss you off. 
 Psychopathic Records are geniuses 
 Get off on penises 
 Here comes the chorus, but I got no hook 
 Instead I'll just fuck with the phonebook 
 [Phone rings]
 Hello? 
 Yeah uh Harry Sacks please? 
 Who is this? 
 Uh Harry hey this is Slim Anus down at the cannery uh, 
 Dick Shooter left a bulletin, something about uh 
 Tou filling in his slot tonight down at the uh garage 
 We got a casement of fudge, we need as many packers 
 that we can get uh, uh Sacks 
 Hello? 
 [Jamie Madrox]
 My name is Jamie Madrox and I got fat balls 
 I'm always urinating in the motel halls 
 I got a big head that never fits a hat 
 So you ain't seen me wearin a damn thing green bitch 
 I'm far from rich I got a hooptie 
 With a smash in the fender 
 And in the back too 
 I got a broken taillight and I'll smash you, bitch 
 Get outta my way, we got clown luv 
 Phat props to the lyrical Tom Dub. 
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 [Monoxide Child]
 It's the M, O, N, O, and I can't even spell the rest 
 It takes too long and I need a fuckin cigarette 
 I can't hear 
 My right ear's mad wack 
 So shut the fuck up and listen or get an ass kicking 
 I slap hoes and call them bitches to their face 
 And scream "Now fuck off bitch, Twiztid in the place!" 
 So back up, recognize and check nuts 
 Cause simply my dear, I don't give a fuck! 
 [Phone rings]
 Psychopathic 
 Yo this Mo Styles in dis peace, what's up son? 
 Hello? 
 Yeah, what's up son 
 I'm lookin' for this deal you know what I'm sayin 
 I got raps to bust for y'all 
 Y'all ready for Mo Styles? 
 I'm about to kick this flow 
 You ready for this shit or what? 
 Who is this? 
 Word life son 
 I'm Mo Styles 
 I'm straight from the hood 
 I got all my peoples on 1-800-increase-y'all 
 We coming hard 
 (Bring it, bring it, bring it) 
 [Shaggy 2 Dope]
 My name's 2 Dope 
 And sometimes Shaggy 
 Sometimes Shaggs 
 And some times Gweedy 
 I get mad stupid 
 I gets mad ill 
 Locked down on all 5, fuck it 
 I do this still 
 Stretch my nuts back like a sling shot 
 I plant em in your mouth 
 Shake my hips like Elvis 
 Wiggling my pelvis 
 Last kid that stepped 
 I applied the camel clutch 
 And stretched his back like a muthafuckin bungie jump 
 What! 
 (Uh, uh, uh) 
 [Violent J]
 I'm Violent J back to make you smile more 
 I let my nutsack drag on the tile floor 
 I kick free styles for miles 
 My gold comes in piles 
 I worked on Belle Isle 
 I picked up deer shit and now I spit raps 
 I snap your neck 
 Cause my free styles are fresh. 
 [Laughs]










