Zip Codez ’n Time Zonez

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Blaze Ya Dead Homie & Violent J - Rap

Zip Codez ’n Time Zonez

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[Intro: Blaze Ya Dead Homie] They sayin' I'm a Juggalo Well, hell yeah I'm a motherfuckin' Juggalo, motherfucker! I'm a motherfuckin' Jugga-lugga-lugga-lugga-luggalo, motherfucker! A dead motherfucker! Motherfucker, and we worldwide! [Chorus: Blaze Ya Dead Homie] Zip codes, time zones, every other day, a different state But the Juggalo love remains the same Zip codes, time zones, every other day, a different state But the Juggalo love remains the same [Verse 1: Blaze Ya Dead Homie] Everywhere I go I get love, with occasional mean mugs But like me some of them killers ain't nothin' but straight up street thugs And bustin' caps as a product I was raised like this short tick of a clock So I dance with a 12 gauge and blaze up like the song say Do you feel like they come at you the wrong way? Commence to let the bullets spray, I killed them haters so only love will exist This is all I have and on my time is invested in this [Chorus: Blaze Ya Dead Homie] Zip codes, time zones, every other day, a different state But the Juggalo love remains the same Zip codes, time zones, every other day, a different state But the Juggalo love remains the same [Verse 2: Violent J] Every day I wake up, I take the risk of being killed Every time I sleep though, I may suffocate up in my pillow! But there's haters in the woodwork, jealous of my success Mad, 'cause I helped make scrubness kinda fresh And the love we get is so much stronger than the hatred for us It's strictly family love waitin' at them backstage doors Our people are like underground mafia network of ninjas (Whoo!) From cactus juice cocktails at campfires in the Carolinas To the wet streets of London or behind a titty bar Gettin' high with some Juggalos and their fuckin' funny-ass looking car This shit cannot be removed, these times are forever stored You hate me, it's cause you're moppin' floors while I'm rockin' tours Quit cryin', bitch! [Chorus: Blaze Ya Dead Homie] Zip codes, time zones, every other day, a different state But the Juggalo love remains the same Zip codes, time zones, every other day, a different state But the Juggalo love remains the same [Verse 3: Blaze Ya Dead Homie & Violent J] I was runnin' with my hatchet, down at beach in Orlando See some Juggalos cookin' scrimp in they sandals I was runnin' with the hatchet on the shores of Seattle Juggalos bumpin' DL, making the floor rattle I was deep in the smoky mountains and ran out of gas Some juggalos came through, even gave me two blunts out his stash I was hanging out in Worchester, chillin' at the bar Had too much to drink, a 'lette drove me to the car The road is my home, sometimes it feels that way Rollin' on a tour bus for months and weeks, I can't complain They show me love in every state like one of the greats, it's my time Been on the scene puttin' it down since '99 (Eastside!) I hope you understand I do this for you and your mans To ride, to bump, to smoke, come through Drink your fill and pick you up or [let?] if you want to It's all love [Chorus: Blaze Ya Dead Homie] Zip codes, time zones, every other day, a different state But the Juggalo love remains the same Zip codes, time zones, every other day, a different state But the Juggalo love remains the same Zip codes, time zones, every other day, a different state But the Juggalo love remains the same Zip codes, time zones, every other day, a different state But the Juggalo love remains the same [Verse 4: Blaze Ya Dead Homie & Violent J] Ridin' through A-Z, stop in Tempe Met a Juggalo in Compton, now I'm in southern Cali Passin' through the town of Chicago, I hit the dark streets Listen at the darkest hour, hear 'em bumpin' our beats Out in New York City, they be runnin' with a hatchet Seen a Juggalo rollin' blunts, you know I had to match it High up in the Colorado mountains, up the river With five 'lettes naked, all fuckin' and cookin' dinners [Chorus: Blaze Ya Dead Homie] Zip codes, time zones, every other day, a different state But the Juggalo love remains the same Zip codes, time zones, every other day, a different state But the Juggalo love remains the same Zip codes, time zones, every other day, a different state But the Juggalo love remains the same Zip codes, time zones, every other day, a different state But the Juggalo love remains the same

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  • Blaze Ya Dead Homie
  • Violent J