Panic Mode

Lyrics

[Hook, repeating] Where did I go, where did I go? Panic mode [Verse 1: Violent J] Strobe lights yeah, psychedelic yellow hair Wiggin' out watch me slaughter every fellow here It's my dads fault, gone off that bath salt Tear the club up, peace my beast down to the asphalt You can have the cash vault, 'cause I don't want it I'm a comet burnin' through space, micro-atomic Like an asteroid headed straight for the city The only way to calm me is the milk of a titty [Verse 2: DJ Paul] Nigga just went off in panic mode, high up off that antidote Take that coke way up the nose, crack yo head like a cantaloupe Hater I'm a cannibal but I don't eat bitches They can eat my dick up til they jeans need stitches I'm a Juggalo doe, been been a Juggalo Scale-A-Ton sinner til the fuckin' world blow Even after that I'm still fuckin' outta control Outer space kickin' fuckin' E.T alien asshole ninja [Hook, repeating] Where did I go, where did I go? Panic mode [Verse 3: Shaggy 2 Dope] Shitty shitty bang bang - that's how my guns go They barely workin', they jerk, I'm havin' fun doe I shoot at fat people because they run slow I shot both your legs off, you're done hoe Am I on a killing spree, did I calculate this? I'm in Panic Mode and you pal, made me miss Wether I'm a scrub or not, tonight I'm juggernaut Panic Mode! And all you fucking suckers gettin' shot [Verse 4: Crunchy Black] I run up in a bank, I'm lookin' for the bank I'm tryin' to get whatever, I can get the nigga spanked I'm outta control, I'm losing it bro I'm looking for the money, ain't looking for no hoe I'm looking for the bread, I'm lookng for the cheese I'm looking for them dead presidents, you believe I'm outta control, I'm losing it bro I'm slippin' slippin' slippin', I'm off in Panic Mode [Hook, repeating] Where did I go, where did I go? Panic mode [Verse 5: Young Wicked] I-I-I don't give a fuck about nobody (about nobody) Nobody give a fuck about you (you) Everytime I panic it's a problem (problem, problem!) I don't wanna think about all o' the damage that I'm gonna do Lookin' around at the faces of all the people that I wanna kill Incapable of coming down and I'm looking around for my little red pills Killin's a thrill, people are dying, I fire at will Still, it ain't no limit to the ill of my Panic Mode [Verse 6: Koopsta Knicca] I'm all out for losin' control and breakin' them necks And catchin' a charge on a bitch It's the city so serious, it's so damn ridiculous The six is up in me, the devil you get it I came for gold hoe, caught 'em at the backdoor Hit 'em with da pistol, stupid motherfucker now you know Weak lil slow bitch, this'll happen Wild like cave men, please don't panic Me and my, me and my, me and my Me and my Triple 6 friends, Triple 6 friends [Hook, repeating] Where did I go, where did I go? Panic mode