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Hyde Park Pedaler Lyrics - Artist : Insane Clown Posse
It's tickle time!
Ride with me! Welcome to Hyde Park, with that said Relax, while I poke a shank in your head Here I come on mom's '83 birthday gift Green tandem Schwinn, for me and my twin But crampin' my got his ass clipped Now it's just me, back seat's open for the chicks See me ride, I'm the bike man of Hyde Park Ten at night I start, because I like dark I pedal hard in my pink Croc flip flops But one drop, If you're walkin' and I'm speedin' by often It's called stalkin', you're 'bout to need a coffin Double-padded wide seat for my tailbone Bloody tire tracks in the street flee the gals home No I don't gang bang thugs, you need to learn I'm only throwin' hand signs up when I turn Fat basket on my handlebars for my Shih Tzu, Chuck Existing will get you stuck, by the Hyde Park Pedaler Relaxing bike ride But you know me (It's the Hyde Park Pedaler) There's stranger danger But you know me (It's the Hyde Park Pedaler) Relaxing bike ride But you know me (It's the Hyde Park Pedaler) There's stranger danger But you know me (I think I'm goin' for a ride) My bike bell rings every kill Decorative eyeballs stuck through the spokes of my wheels Bein' parked off the street smashin' in the back seat Will land you both in a trash bag, hacked meat 'Cause I'm that sweet, I don't pack heat I just jack off and skeet to this fat beat Hookers bare feet blowin' boners in the bushes The drugs in the system increase the blood gushes Mad cushion, three hundred she pushin' need a douchin' Her pussy never got air with all them thighs smushin' Pumpin' up my inner tube, then my inner floob Made me put the nozzle to her nipple, air in her boob Which ballooned up, plump, then the other one She floated off, double blimp bubble fun But the slut popped, gut slop dropped plopped splatter Well that flopped, hey! I caught a bladder (Stop) What's the matter? (Chop! Chop!) Ain't nobody better At bedlam, you better run from the Hyde Park Pedaler Relaxing bike ride But you know me (It's the Hyde Park Pedaler) There's stranger danger But you know me (It's the Hyde Park Pedaler) Relaxing bike ride But you know me (It's the Hyde Park Pedaler) There's stranger danger But you know me (I think I'm goin' for a ride) I like to murder, but safety's not a game I'll put that on the blood-stained shank stuck to my bike frame I maintain bike ridin' ain't for kids God forbid you brake so hard your bike skids What if the road's blocked and you need to take the grass route And have to pedal so hard you might pass out You could hit a ditch and lose all control And if your chain pops off, you're assed-out, ass hole I installed a seatbelt 'cause crashin' ain't fun I'm a killer, yes, but at least I'm a safe one [?] banana fana fo It's adamant I'm stabbin' foes, this man's an animal I rejected bein' cannibal, though it's understandable Rather just roll my tandem slow and strangle random hoes Oil up your pedals, Holmes, keep your reflectors clean Or I'll inject something chrome directly in your spleen No ollies, bunny hops, or ramp jumps Unless you want your motherfuckin' lumps by the Park [?] Pedaler Relaxing bike ride But you know me (It's the Hyde Park Pedaler) There's stranger danger But you know me (It's the Hyde Park Pedaler) Relaxing bike ride But you know me (It's the Hyde Park Pedaler) There's stranger danger But you know me (I think I'm goin' for a ride) Bunch of clowns |
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