ICP-"How Many Times?"
jester
"How Many Times"
Chorus
How Many Times Will I Ask Myself Why?
How Many Times? (How Many Times)
How Many Times Will I Ask Myself Why?
How Many Times Will I Cry?
How Many Times Will I Ask Myself Why?
How Many Times? (How Many Times)
How Many Times Will I Ask Myself Why?
How Many Times Will I Cry?
How Many Times Will You Honk Your Horn, And Say Fuck You
Now What The Fuck Does That Do
You Feel Better Now, I Didn't Let You Pass
How About I Stop My Car, And Beat Your Fuckin' Ass
How Many Times Will My Neighbor Beat His Wife
Somewhere In That House There's A Butchers' Knife
Fuckin' Drunk, Swinging His Fist About
Why Don't You Wait Until He Sleeps, And Take Him Out
How Many Times Will I Sit In A Hot Car
Traffic Jam, Been Sittin' For A Fuckin' Hour
Must Be An Accident, I Hope Nobody Died
Finally Get There And The Crash Is On The Otherside
The Glockers Role By And Creep Slow
Hoping They Can See A Mangaled Body Show
Some Park And Stand There And Watch It All
With Their Kids, They Point And Fuckin' Stare
I Remember One Time I Was Pulled Over
Handcuffed, The Cop Was Like,"Shows Over"
People Watching, Hoping That He Shoots Me
I Just Wanted To Choke Their Fuckin' Heads
Chorus
How Many Times Will I Wait In A Hot Line
It's Three Thirty, I Fuckin' Got Here At Nine
I'm Finally Up To The Front, Can't Wait Another Minute
Why Am I Here, To Pay A Fuckin' Parking Ticket
And The Lady At The Counter Acts Like A Fuckin' Bitch
No Smiles, No Help, Your Just A Piece Of Shit
I'm Gettin Pissed, Calm Down, Fuck It, Forget It
Back To My Car, And There It Is Another Ticket
How Many Times Will A Crackhead Smoke Crack
And Ask Me For Some Money, Cause He Wants Crack
Give Him Money, Again He's Coming Back
Walk Away, And Here's Another (Give Money For Crack)
How Many Times Will A Kid Give A Dirty Look
A Little Punk-ass Bitch, Tryin' To Be A Crook
I Wrote The Book, I Was Out Robbin' Liquor Stores
When You Where Just A Nut Stain, In Your Mommas' Drawers
Chorus
How Many Times Will You Steal My Car Stereo
It Don't Even Work, You Feel Like A Bitch Don't-Cha
I Vacuum All The Fuckin' Glass Off From My Seat
I Sit Down, I Got A Piece Stuck In My Butt Cheek
How Many Times Did I Walk In And Just Sit
And Have To Listen, And Learn All This Bullshit
Learnin' History And Science, Fuck It Wait
Knowing That, Will That Put Food On My Plate
Can I Walk Into McDonalds, And To The Counter
And Tell'em You Can Make Limestone From Gun Powder
Will They Give Me A Cheeseburger If I Know That Shit
Fuck No, Fuck You , And Shut Your Fuckin' Lips
How Many Times Will A Judge Decide My Fate
Who Is He, A Bitch, Nothing Great
He Takes Shits, And Fucks His Old Floppy Wife
Plays With His Balls, And Judges My Life
Chorus
(And Who The Fuck Is He
He Judges My Life) - Entermix w/ Chorus