Artist: Insane Clown Posse Album: The Tempest Song: Bitch I Lied Typed by: krazy_doggz@hotmail.com bitch, I'm here to tell you I lied when I seen that thick-ass it was over nothin else mattered, I ain't even care I pulled the rubber off when I stuck it up in there too bitch, I lied to you, this ain't my home kicked in the back door and now we're alone I stole the car that I picked you up in plus me and your girl have been fuckin bitch, I lied, everything I said to you all steps to land in your bed with you my watch is fake, this ain't my coat and I sent you letters that my brother wrote for me bitch, I lied, everytime I left town I really stayed right here at home dickin hoes down, every penny that you helped my mom with went straight to the asian spa, bitch [Chorus] hey look, I lied and I'm happy for it look how you turned out to be you're no prize, no prize hey look, I lied and I'm happy for it look how you turned out to be you're no prize, girl, no prize bitch, I lied, I didn't buy you that I stole you that, and then I stole it back it ain't no mr. right without a mr. wrong first, and you fucked up and met mr. worst I fucked a hooker and left skeet on your backseat and kept on and never missed a beat and bitch, I lied, my name ain't lance I lied my way in and outta your pants I never played football for michigan state I lied to your neden and it bit the bait I never won a medal for winnin a back stroke race but bitch, I lied to your face i'm the motherfucker that stole your momma's purse and watched you and your daddy blame it on her I lied everyday of our lives to your ear holes (you look really good when you wear those) [Chorus] hey look, I lied and I'm happy for it look how you turned out to be you're no prize, no prize hey look, I lied and I'm happy for it look how you turned out to be you're no prize, girl, no prize bitch, I lied, about so much shit half the shit, I forget I tell you new lies to cover the old I throw hot new shit on top of the cold flip the script up and talk you blind backwards, re-enactment, rewind tangle the topic, have you blamin you for the fucked up shit I do I told you I owned a mcdonald's in thailand (and you bought that shit, damn) I told you that al pacino was my man (and you bought that shit, damn) I told you a whole lotta shit cuz I can (and you bought that shit, damn) you're no brize, bitch, no prize [Chorus] hey look, I lied and I'm happy for it look how you turned out to be you're no prize, no prize hey look, I lied and I'm happy for it look how you turned out to be you're no prize, girl, no prize