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Bizarre - Hannicap Circus - I Need a Friend
Hannicap Circus
01. Public Service Announcement (skit)
02. Intro
03. Gospel Weed Song
04. Fuck Your Life
05. Fat Father (skit)
06. Let the Record Skip
07. I’m in Luv Witchu
08. Rockstar
09. Ghetto Music
10. Life Styles (skit)
11. I’m So Cool
12. Porno Bitches
13. Crush on You
14. Bad Day
15. I Need a Friend
16. One Chance
17. Hip Hop
18. Doctor Doctor
19. Coming Home
20. Nuthin’ at All
(INTRO)
Fuckin do this.
{Crash}
Fuck it!

(VERSE 1)
"Susan! Make sure the door's locked!"
Too late, bitch, I done pulled the fuckin glock
Hit you in the face with a mop and tie you up with socks
"Dial 9-1-1!"
Bitch, I am a fuckin cop!
I'm not a cop, I'm a fuckin lieutenant
For the last two months, I been suspended
Suspended, cause I love to shoot
Male prostitutes
I love to catch them walkin down 7 Mile and the boulevard
Put a nine to them, catch em off guard
Any time of the day, I walk up to them and steal em
God hate fags, sent me here to kill em
Don't reach for the phone, don't call for help
I know you hate me, I fuckin hate myself
I need someone to talk to, I'm glad you listen
Cause ten minutes from now, I'll be in prison

(CHORUS)
I need, someone, to listen to meee.
I need, someone, who cares about meee.
(My wife is a slut)
I need, a friend, I need, a friend,
I need, a friend, I need, a friend

(VERSE 2)
"Aaaah!" Shut up, bitch, before I shoot you
This fuckin nine will fuckin execute you
You're probably wonderin why I'm in your house
It's a long story, just help me out
See, the story is that I'm a rapper that's tryna make it
Now I'm a rapist, that's tryna take it
You like my chain? Bitch, don't break it
My mother gave it to me, it's kinda sacred
I used to be a Catholic priest, now I'm livin on the streets
Wanted for touchin my little niece
A turn-off is my niece kissin me
W-where the fuck you goin, bitch? Listen to me
And please believe she started with me first
I didn't know she was a virgin and her booty don't work
Stop starin at the phone, you can't make a call
I got your ass cheeks, nailed to the wall
And I'm finally glad that the truth came out
This is the part where it ends, I blow my brains out {gun fires}

(CHORUS)
I need, someone, to listen to meee.
I need, someone, who cares about meee.
(My wife is a slut)
I need, a friend, I need, a friend,
I need, a friend, I need, a friend,
I need, a friend, I need, a friend,
I need, a friend, I need, a friend

{Gun fires}