Insane Clown Posse (ICP)



Crystal Ball



Welcome, my curious sisters and brothers

first, put a twenty in the jar with the others

(that's right take a seat)

ain't no smokin in here, I need to keep my ball clear

there spirits in there

(what's your future, someone gonna shoot ya)

will you get your girlfriend back, as if I know that

I can only tell you where your soul is headed

and will remain eternally embedded, the rest forget it

life is nothin but a test to clear

did you have a heart while you where here

and was it sincere?

Your still unravelling your future right now

what kinda person are ya bro, oh, where there you go

you control your own muthafuckin' destiny

I aint lettin' the devil get the best of me

(I'm gonna make it into Shangri-La) golden walls

what's up with you check your own crystal balls

Lookin my crystal ball its allright

Layback, evolve, and I'll be alright

lookin in my crystal ball I'm seein' thugs

both catchin' and firein' slugs

(paper for drugs) I see a man waiting on block cheese in my lawn

(its the same old song)

but when I look into everybody's faces

(smile) there soul is headed other places

and they ain't worried about payin them dues down here

(because they mothafuckin future is crystal clear)

the focus switches to you and it ain't good

all mad cause someone rolls up into the neighborhood

check your self and the judgement was passed, yo, you be in hell

(right up the ass-hole) it will get ya if ya let it

pack your speedo's I hear its hot where you headed

I'm trying to tell ya now (when the grim reaper calls)

you don't wanna be asked out grippin' your crystal balls

Lookin my crystal ball its alright [x3]

Lay back, evolve, and Ill be alright

look into my crystal ball its all black

and everybody's frozen in time front to back

their controlled by the matrix of mind, body and soul

and I'm branded by the system of carnival freekshow

I see the fame analyse cause nothin is the skies

its the same as seein the death in the demons eyes

I'm high in my sites, from the truth of my crystal ball

believe me when I say we comin for all of ya'll

look deep into my crystal ball

see the dead smokin on trees and drinking alcohol

underneath the street beneath the concrete

if you listen to the night you can hear my heart beat

all painted up buried in a axe and shit

juggalo love got each others backs and shit

encased in glass for the whole world to see

am I inside, or is the crystal ball inside of me

Lookin my crystal ball its alright x8

Layback, evolve, and Ill be alright

[fades out]

rain comes down (Lookin my crystal ball its alright)

[repeats until song ends]