How Many Times? chords by Insane Clown Posse

Intro 1
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Verse 1
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How
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Many Times?
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How many times will I ask myself why,
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how many times?
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How many times will I ask myself why,
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how many times will I cry? (2x)
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How many times will you honk your horn and say fuck
Verse 2
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you?
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Now what the fuck does that do?
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Ya feel better now? I
didn't let ya pass
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How 'bout I stop my car,
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and beat your fuckin' ass?
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How many times will my
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neighbor beat his wife?
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Somewhere in that house
there's a butcher knife
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Fuckin' drunk,
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swingin' his fists about
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Why don't she wait till he
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sleeps then take him out
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How many times will I sit in a hot car?
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Traffic jam,
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been sittin' for a fuckin' hour
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Must be an accident,
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I hope nobody died
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Finally get there,
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and the crash is on the other side
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The gawkers roll and they creep slow
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Hoping they can see a
mangled body show
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Some park,
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and stand there and watch it all
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With their kids, they point,
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and fuckin stare (and just look)
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I remember one time I was
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pulled over
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Handcuffed, the cop was like,
show's over
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People watching,
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hoping that he shoots me
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I just wanted to choke the fucking head
Verse 3
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How many times will I ask myself why,
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how many times?
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How many
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times will I ask myself why,
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how many times
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will I cry?
Verse 4
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How many times will I wait in a line?
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It's three-thirty,
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I I fuckin' got here at nine
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I'm finally up to the front, can't
wait another minute
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Why am I here? to pay
a fucking parking ticket
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The lady at the counter
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acts like a fuckin bitch
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No smiles, no help, you're
just a piece of shit
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I'm gettin' pissed, calm down,
fuck it, forget it
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Back to my car, and there it is,
another ticket
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How many times will a
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crackhead smoke crack
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And ask me for some money
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'cause he wants crack
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Give him money, again,
he's coming back
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Walk away, and here's another,
"Gimme some crack"
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How many time will a kid
give a dirty look?
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A little punk-ass bitch bitch
tryin to be a crook
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I wrote the book,
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I was out robbin' liquor stores
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When you were just a nut stain in your momma's drawers
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Interlude 1
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Verse 5
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How many
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times
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will you steal my car stereo?
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It don't even work,
ya feel like a bitch, don't you?
I vacuum all the fuckin'
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glass off from my seat
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I sit down, and got a piece
stuck in my butt cheek
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How many times did I walk in, and just sit?
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And have to listen,
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and learn all this bullshit
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Learnin' history and science,
fuckin' wait
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Knowin' that,
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will that put food on my plate?
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Yeah, can I walk into McDonald's,
up to the counter
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And tell 'em you can make
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limestone from gunpowder
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Will they give me a cheeseburger if
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I know that shit?
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Fuck no, fuck you, and shut
your fuckin' lip
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How many times will a
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judge decide my fate?
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Who is he? A bitch, nothing great
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He takes shits, and fucks
his old floppy wife
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Plays with his balls and judges my
life!
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Verse 6
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"And who the fuck is he?
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He judges
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my
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life"
Outro 1
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