Rosemary - Insane Clown Posse

LET ME IN THIS BITCH!

LET ME GET SOME CHANGE THEN!

MAN FUCK THIS DRESS CODE, BITCH!

I CAN DANCE MOTHERFUCKER!

I CAN DANCE!

I’m on crack, walkin' alleyways downtown

People drop change so I’m checkin the ground

Behind the nightclub, I can hear the bump outside

I hear em laughin' and drinkin' and dancin', gettin' live

And I’m lonely, graspin' on my 55 cent

I don’t know where my meds went, they been spent

And I’m bent, I don’t remember yesterday at all

I’m barkin' at the moon as I’m pissin' on the wall

People grippin' new cars, checkin' out a few bars

They see me comin', side step a few yards

I’m like a bad man, holdin' out my crusty ass hand

Scoldin' an imaginary friend

I’m scary and I’m blackin out, just about to lose all hope

I was peerin' through the window of a nightclub scopin'

And there she was, everything I planned for

On the spotlight on the dance floor, gravitatin'

She kept her rhythm, her feet to the floor

She dipped down, she did the twirl and she shook it some more

She’s groovy.

She made me happy, I tried to refrain

I walk on but then I run right back, I’m at it again

She’s callin'.

I ran a few blocks away and broke a bottle

Carjacked a minivan and punched full throttle

Right back to the spot then I waited to get her

But when she came out, she had a bitch boy wit her

No problem, hit the pipe and follow em home

And my imaginary friend gon' have to leave me alone

Cause it’s really goin' down, I feel it pullin' me down

Knowin' I’m a wicked clown, I gotta throw it down

She pulled in, her and her fuck ass strolled in

I hit the pipe again and hop out the stolen

Jumpin' through backyards, clumsy and trippin'

It don’t matter when your goal is a throat slittin'

And the way she danced lit flames

Burnin' me alive out here, quit playin' games

I’m on the side of her house, lookin' in through the back den

And there she was again wit him, dancin'

She kept her rhythm, her feet to the floor

She dipped down, she did the twirl and she shook it some more

She’s groovy.

She made me happy, I tried to refrain

I walk on but then I run right back, I’m at it again

She’s callin'.

I walked right in through the front door unlocked

No gun cocked, cinder block

Clown paint, I came here to dance boogie

Mhm Ahh, and maybe tap a little nookie

I’m creepin', music bumpin' in the back

I’m down the hallway hidin' behind the coat rack

And here come the punk fuck to get champagne

I take the rock and pop him wit the damn thing

Hit him in the back of the head

He dropped the wine, but I caught it in time

I had to take his life wit a steak knife

I washed it and put it back, I’m keepin' the place nice

I’m comin' bitch, you want to olive or somethin'?

I’m fuckin' straight up the streets but I’m down wit some frontin'

I want to tango… but instead

I’m still outside the club and it’s all in my head

She kept her rhythm, her feet to the floor

She dipped down, she did the twirl and she shook it some more

She’s groovy.

She made me happy, I tried to refrain

I walk home but then I run right back, I’m at it again

She’s callin'.