Текст: Insane Clown Posse. Forgotten Freshness Vol. 3. Take It.

If it was up to me, I would never dare you
If it was up to me, I would rather spare you
If it was up to me, I would try to sway you
Everything is up to him
Everything is up to him
Everything is up to him
Inside out, you have to take it (do it)
Take it (do it)
Take it (do it)
Inside out, you have to take it (do it)
Take it (do it)
Take it (do it)
Inside out, you have to


If it was up to me, you wouldn't have to fear him
If it was up to me, I wouldn't let you near him
If it was up to me, it doesn't really matter
Inside out, it's only
Inside out, they gotta take it (do it)
Take it (do it)
Take it (do it)
Inside out, you have to take it (do it)
Take it (do it)
Take it (do it)
Inside out, you have to



Ok, come on
You don't wanna see what goes on over here
You don't even wanna get near
If I was you I'd turn around and back home now
Before you get stuffed little buster
Tryin to mean mug with that lip flappin
What you thought was gonna happen?
Turn around boy and break off fast
Before you get that foot in your
Everything is up to him
Everything is up to him
Everything is up to him
Inside out, you have to take it (do it)
Take it (do it)
Take it (do it)
Inside out, you have to take it (do it)
Take it (do it)
Take it (do it)
Inside out, you have to take it (do it)
Take it (do it)
Take it (do it)
Everything is up to him
Everything is up to him
Everything is up to him
Inside out, you have to