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(I know you ain't there
That's why I just want to let you know something bro
You all know I love you
You all know you're my homies
And eh... Alright we'll talk later - peace!)
[Violent J]
Let me ask you this about this life we live
And let me try to swerve some of this attention you give
To them distant ass relatives over ham dinner
If they really missed you so much
Why don't they just call in (Muthafucka) ?
If you wasn't blood, would you still have love?
Or infact does the blood make you think you have to love?
Look, I probably love my family more than anybody here
But my homies are family too, 3rd cousins' get outta here
Who was you with when you got tattooed?
And who was you trippin' with when you did them mushrooms?
And who the fuck threw up all over your car?
And then felt worse than you about that shit in the morning? (Friends ya'll)
[Shaggy 2 Dope]
Who loaned you money, homie?
Who owes you cash? (Who?)
Who taught you how to use the bong for the grass? (Who?)
I don't know much but I gotta assume
When ya hit ya first neden, ya homies was in the next room
[Chorus]
We talkin' about HOMIES! HOMIES!
Talkin' bout road dogs of mine!
Our motha fuckin' HOMIES! HOMIES!
We throwin' up clown love signs (Real Juggalo)
HOMIES! HOMIES!
Talkin' bout road dogs of mine!
HOMIES! HOMIES! (Man that's my dawg)
[Violent J]
Have you ever had a job that you truly despise?
Like I don't know maybe dish washin', or fuckin' flippin' fries
And you got this boss who thinks he's the Don Mega
Because he the head manager (Chief Chili Fry Maker)
All you can vision is ya'll beating him down
Your homies standing on his back while you kicking his head around
But responsibility is there, I can't lie tho
I'd of been plucked his fucking eye ball out with a chicken bone
I'm crazy as fuck, I'll rip your piercings off
And now my homies are holding me back so I don't look soft
[Shaggy 2 Dope]
When you snuck the car out who did you get? (Who?)
And when you got caught, who you blame the shit? (Who?)
Who can you relax around and scratch your balls? (Who?)
Homies, I'm talking about like you and yours
[Chorus]
We talkin' about HOMIES! HOMIES!
Talkin' bout road dogs of mine!
Our motha fuckin' HOMIES! HOMIES!
We throwin' up clown love signs (Real Juggalo)
HOMIES! HOMIES!
Talkin' bout road dogs of mine! (Yeah, Yeah)
HOMIES! HOMIES!
[Violent J, Anybody Killers, and Juggalos]
If you don't like it, you can fuck off!
Carnival ain't for everyone!
If you don't like it, you can fuck off!
Carnival ain't for everyone!
[Jamie Madrox]
Me and my homies stay tight like a noose
And if you step to one of us you better step to the whole crew
I never knew that I could depend
That I could have some friends that's down to the very end
Well that's my homeboys excuse me, my family
And when we conquer the world
We mackin' on the galaxy
'cause sky's the limit and we ain't finished
And if my homies gonna ride ya know I'm with it
[Monoxide Child]
Puff it and pass it and I give it to my homies ya'll
Hit it and quit it and then I give it to my homies ya'll
I got the world around my finger with my homies ya'll
And everything is obsolete unless I hear my homies call
We world wide, were homies across the planet
Sticking together like zippers on a Michael Jackson "Beat It jacket"
They got my back like a tat for that, I love ya'll
Hanging till we old and gray like grandpas (Psychopathic)
We talkin' about HOMIES! HOMIES!
Talkin' bout road dogs of mine!
Our motha fuckin' HOMIES! HOMIES!
We throwin' up clown love signs (Real life Juggalo)
HOMIES! HOMIES!
Talkin' bout road dogs of mine!
HOMIES! HOMIES!
If you don't like it, you can fuck off!
Carnival ain't for everyone!
Keep it in your click fuck the outside baby
If you don't like it, you can fuck off!
Carnival ain't for everyone!
Runnin' with the homies until i'm old like Grady
If you don't like it, you can fuck off!
Carnival ain't for everyone!
Keep it in your click fuck the outside baby
If you don't like it, you can fuck off!
Carnival ain't for everyone!
Swingin' hatches on the daily with my crew actin' crazy
We talkin' about HOMIES! HOMIES!
Talkin' bout road dogs of mine!
Our motha fuckin' HOMIES! HOMIES!
We throwin' up clown love signs (Real life Juggalo)
HOMIES! HOMIES!
Talkin' bout road dogs of mine! (Juggalo homies)
HOMIES! HOMIES!
If you don't like it, you can fuck off!
Carnival ain't for everyone!
If you don't like it, you can fuck off!
Carnival ain't for everyone!
So, that song has so much meaning to me, but sometimes it slips away. North Carolina&the people there meant the world to me. Everything in this song has happened between me and my friends there. I can't believe I'm letting myself forget them. I have no clue what I'm thinking doing this. When that guy pushed me into the locker, they were there for me. A cop had to escort the faggot around the school cause all my friends were after him. When I went back to NC guess what faggot apologized to me? Yeah, the one that pushed me into the locker. When my friend oded at my house when I was out of town, and told them they could chill there, who covered for me? They did, they told the cops they were walking to my house, and it happened outside. After school everyday who would wait at the corner for me? They would. When I wasn't allowed to hang out w/ them anymore who would sneak in my house just to chill w/ me? And who would drive me home after school as fast as they could when I wasn't allowed to get rides w/ them anymore? They would. Who threw those parties for me for all the times I was leaving? They did. Who did I spend my weekends walking miles w/, and just hanging out w/? Them. I wish they knew how much they meant to me, and I bet this means tonight I'm gonna have some emotional phonecalls. I miss them fucks. I'm def. going back for xmas, whether I have to stay in a goddamn hotel, or josh's, or bobbi's. I'll be there.