How Many Times

Insane Clown Posse

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    How many times will I ask myself, why, how many times?
    How many times will I ask myself, why, how many times will I cry?
    How many times will I ask myself, why, how many times?
    How many times will I ask myself, why, how many times will I cry?

    How many times will you honk your horn and say: Fuck you?
    Now what the fuck does that do?
    Ya feel better now? I didn't let ya pass
    How 'bout I stop my car and beat your fuckin' ass?
    How many times will my neighbor beat his wife?
    Somewhere in that house there's a butcher knife
    Fuckin' drunk, swingin' his fist about
    Why don't she wait till he sleeps then take him out?
    How many times will I sit in a hot car?
    Traffic jam, been sittin' for a fuckin' hour
    Must be an accident, I hope nobody died
    Finally get there, and the crash is on the other side
    The gawkers roll by and creep slow
    Hopin' they can see a mangled body show
    Some park and stand there and watch it all
    With their kids, they point, and fuckin' stare, and just look
    I remember one time I was pulled over
    Handcuffed, the cop was like: Show's over
    People watching, hoping that he shoots me
    I just wanted to choke their fuckin' heads

    How many times will I ask myself, why, how many times?
    (How many times? How many times? How many times?)
    How many times will I ask myself, why, how many times will I cry?
    (How many times? How many times?)
    How many times will I ask myself, why, how many times?
    (How many times? How many times? How many times?)
    How many times will I ask myself, why, how many times will I cry?
    (How many times? How many times?)

    How many times will I wait in a line?
    It's three thirty, I fuckin' got here at nine
    I'm finally up to the front, can't wait another minute
    Why am I here? To pay a fuckin' parking ticket
    The lady at the counter acts like a fuckin' bitch
    No smiles, no help, you're just a piece of shit
    I'm gettin' pissed, calm down, fuck it, forget it
    Back to my car, and there it is, another ticket
    How many times will a crackhead smoke crack
    And ask me for some money 'cause he wants crack?
    Give him money, again, he's comin' back
    Walk away, and here's another: Gimme crack
    How many time will a kid give a dirty look?
    A little punk-ass bitch tryin' to be a crook
    I wrote the book, I was out robbin' liquor stores
    When you were just a nut stain in your mama's drawers

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    How many times will I ask myself, why, how many times?
    (How many times? How many times? How many times?)
    How many times will I ask myself, why, how many times will I cry?
    (How many times? How many times?)
    How many times will I ask myself, why, how many times?
    (How many times? How many times? How many times?)
    How many times will I ask myself, why, how many times will I cry?
    (How many times? How many times?)

    How many times will you steal my car stereo?
    It don't even work, ya feel like a bitch, don't ya?
    I vacuum all the fuckin' glass off from my seat
    I sit down, I got a piece stuck in my butt cheek
    How many times did I walk in, and just sit
    And have to listen, and learn all this bullshit?
    Learnin' history and science, fuckin' wait
    Knowin' that, will that put food on my plate?
    Yeah, can I walk into McDonald's, and to the counter
    And tell 'em you can make limestone from gunpowder
    Will they give me a cheeseburger if I know that shit?
    Fuck no, fuck you, and shut your fuckin' lips
    How many times will a judge decide my fate?
    Who is he? A bitch, nothing great
    He takes shits, and fucks his old floppy wife
    Plays with his balls and judges my life!

    How many times will I ask myself (and who the fuck is he?)
    Why, how many times? (He judges my life!)
    (How many times? How many times?)
    How many times will I ask myself (and who the fuck is he?)
    Why, how many times will I cry? (He judges my life!)
    (How many times? How many times?)
    How many times will I ask myself (who the fuck is he?)
    Why, how many times? (He judges my life!)
    (How many times? How many times?)
    How many times will I ask myself
    Why, how many times will I cry? (He judges my life!)
    (How many times? How many times?)
    How many times will I ask myself
    Why, how many times? (He judges my life!)
    (How many times? How many times? How many times?)
    How many times will I ask myself
    Why, how many times will I cry? (He judges my life!)
    (How many times? How many times?)
    How many times will I ask myself
    Why, how many times? (He judges my life!)
    (How many times? How many times? How many times?)
    How many times will I ask myself
    Why, how many times will I cry? (He judges my life!)
    (How many times? How many times?)

    Juggla, juggla, fuck with the juggla
    Juggla, juggla, fuck with the juggla
    Juggla, juggla, fuck with the juggla
    Juggla, juggla, fuck with the juggla

    Dog, I peels caps, all day long, motherfucker
    Really?
    They call me the Big Wheeler Cap Peeler, you know what I'm sayin'?
    Whoa
    I run this whole motherfucker, the whole block, dog
    Cool!
    They call me the king, the big king, king killa big wheeler cap peeler, yeah
    Whoa, that's cool, man!
    That's what they call me around this motherfucker
    I run this bitch, I got this bitch locked down
    I'm a big gangbanger, man
    A gangbanger?
    I'm a gangbanger motherfucker
    Out here?
    See, they ain't think that we was gangbangin' out in this neighborhood
    But they don't know about me and my clique, dog
    Whoa!
    And if you all wanna be down?
    Yeah!
    Shit, we can sit down and talk, you know what I'm sayin'?
    When? When?
    Georgy! Get your ass in here right now and finish your homework!
    Uh, uh, uh, here I come!
    Now!
    Alright, dog, I gotta go, man
    Okay
    [?]
    But look, meet me here tomorrow after school
    Georgy!
    Oh, wait, I got yearbook, alright, meet me here around 5: 30 tomorrow, dog
    Dude, for sure
    Come get your ass in here!
    Dude, you better go, you're gonna get in trouble
    Alright, guys, peace
    I hope he doesn't get grounded, dude
    Yeah, me too, 'cause then we couldn't be gangbangers

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    Composición: Insane Clown Posse, Mike E. Clark y Violent J

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