ICP (INSANE CLOWN POSSE) rainbows stuff

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This one goes out to that special someone in my life
Oh, we all have somebody special, this is for them
I like ice cream, cherry pie
And lemonade with summer breeze
I like rainbows, leafy trails
And puppy dogs with bumble bees
I like cotton candy gum
And bumper cars and carnivals
Golden skies and hazel eyes
And sand in-between my toes but
Somethin' tells me that I hate you
Somethin' tells me I must kill you
You ain't shit but a sluty ass
Motherfuckin' slut, you fuckin' whore!
I fuckin' hate you
I like birthday candle cakes
And titty shakes with silicone
Secret whispers and D-Loc's Sister
And apple dips, ginger bread homes
Faygo chills they give me thrills
And Nyquil pills, they make me smile
Hershey Kisses and happinesses
Something so bliss and yet all the while
Somethin' tells me that I hate you
Somethin' tells me, I must kill you
Suck my fuckin' dick, fuck off
Go fuck yourself, you funky ass little bitch
Come on, come on, bitch
Come on, come on, ah
Come on, come on, bitch
I fuckin' hate you
Come on, come on, bitch
Come on, come on, ah
Come on, come on, ahh
I'll, I'll fuckin' pinch your nipple shut
I like Shaggy, he's my friend
I like his mom 'cause she's nice to me
Thank you J, I like you too
Oh well, it's okay we're family
Ravor chicks and kung fu flicks
And sugar sticks like lollipops
All these things happiness brings
But my hatred for you don't stop, bitch
Somethin' tells me that I hate you
Somethin' tells me, I must kill you
Somethin' tells me that I hate you
Somethin' tells me, I must kill you
Bitch, I fuckin' hate you
I'll fuckin' kill you, you scary bitch

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