Insane Clown Posse (ICP)
Insane Clown Posse (ICP) - Dirt Ball lyrics
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Captain: Galecto Inspector, do you read me? Galecto: Yes Captain. Captain: Status? Galecto: Completed. Captain: Your mission was to land on the dirt ball and explore it thoroughly. You were to monitor the activities of a common life on the dirt ball and study people's lifestyles; their general habits of living in their strange society. Galecto: Yes. Captain: Have you done that Galecto Inspector: Galecto: Yes I have Captain. Captain: Very well, may we have your report? Galecto: A strange place this dirt ball is A lot of guns a lot of rich folk spittin' on bums A lot of hoodlums. These are just the bums that are really pissed off Captain: Why? Galecto: Probably cuz they've been ripped off By the system. Captain: Oh. Galecto: Cops They ride around in little cars And throw folk behind bars Like little jars They're supposed to be there just to serve and protect But they just punch faces a lot, and choke necks Then they got the higher ups they call judges And they rule the land This I don't understand First of all they like to dress this bitch up in a robe On top of all that Captain: What? Galecto: He's mad old. Captain: Oh. Galecto: And he hates anybody that lives different than he did Back when he was a kid But that shit was like 400 years ago Captain Captain: Yes Galecto Galecto: I just don't know Any kid that was going to jail Captain: Yeah... Galecto: He'd look me dead in the face and say "stale" Then my cloaking device must've went dead Captain: Why? Galecto: Cuz that old ass judge looked at me and said... Chorus: This is our world, this is our world, this our world So get the fuck out This is our world, this is our world, this is our world So get the fuck out Captain: Very interesting, thank you Galecto Inspector. Now probes Data (day-ta) and Data (da-ta) do you read me? Both: Yes, here sir. Captain: What information were you able to gather for us on your recent voyage to the dirt ball? Prof. Data (da-ta): This is Professor Data. My transmission signal is weak and communications shattered. We came in contact with several different specimens of life. Dr. Data (day-ta: Everything has gotta price even if it's wrong or right. Upon sight, people judge and stereotype Their forms of government and religion are glorified. Prof. Data: Purified as the waters that are now polluted Members of the flock recruited for duty locked up or instituted. Dr. Data: This is Dr. Data I phased with the planet to see how they medicate her She's high off the cane Depending how you slang You can get most anything From a nickel bag of grain To a lucy worth of cane Prof. Data: Maintain communications, Data here again. Their leader is determined by the vote of many men. Although he's only human, and slightly overweight He controls and manipulates their whole United States. Dr. Data: I called to the White Castle Secret Service on the phone giving me a hassle He said the information I requested was denied. Before he hung up the phone he took a deep breath, stopped and replied: Chorus Captain: Judging by the information so far collected, the dirt ball may not be the ideal place to land our craft. After receiving this information we'll make the final judgment. Fleek, are you there? Fleek: I'm here, but hold up Captain Cuz this ain't good I'm getting chased by some fat rednecks in white hoods I think they're trying to kill me Captain: Well what do you mean? <B