Hatchet House lyrics - Insane Clown Posse, Boondox, Twiztid & Blaze Ya Dead Homie

It's Christmas!

Have a jolly one!

Hanukkah! Kwanzaa!

Get fucked up with your people!

Bitch! Holidays!

Santa Claus shovin' his fat ass down your chimney!

Woo!

In the hatchet house, it's the holiday season again

A time for love and revenge

No heat in the home, a snowman is in the livin' room

Meltin' away from all the weed that I'm hittin'

2 Dope is right here, gorilla pimpin' the hoes

Got my pants around my ankles butt naked under mistletoe

Who wanna kiss my holly berry?

Sippin' that nog with gin and cherry

I'm dressed in all green like a Christmas wreath

With the red trim tie and matchin' laces and the sneaks

And I just peeped Santa sippin' Blaze's eggnog

He tried to tittyfuck my sister while she's wearin' a bra

We got that eviction notice on our door, we out carolin'

Tryin' to pay the bills, they come barrelin' in

We jump up and blow they mouth out

Can't stop this family love at the hatchet house

Happy holidays is easy to say

When there's no hills of bills stacked all in your way, it's okay

We ridin', we smokin', we chokin' 'round, provokin' (It's okay)

We drinkin' and thinkin' how I'm glad that we're broken (It's okay)

In the hatchet house, Rudolph's got a gang of hoes

Bouncin' they big titties all over his red nose

We don't sip cocoa in our footies, we wear hoodies

And rob little kiddies of they goodies

It's Christmas eve, I slide a machete out my sleeve

And cut up everything, bring them [?] before I leave

Decoratin' a tree but I had to pause

I seen Madrox finger bangin' Miss Claus

It's on like turkey leg and cranberry cause

With the black candles, fine china 'cause we tryin' to floss

I'm celebratin' the holidays with twinkle lights

And meanwhile, I think Santa Claus is a pedophile

I'm under mistletoe givin' mustache rides

In a pair of tight skids with my dick outlined

Everybody gather 'round, it's all love, no doubt

'Cause we crackin' city gin in the hatchet house

Happy holidays is easy to say

When there's no hills of bills stacked all in your way, it's okay

We ridin', we smokin', we chokin' 'round, provokin' (It's okay)

We drinkin' and thinkin' how I'm glad that we're broken (It's okay)

Jack Frost doin' piggy bumps [?] all up in his nose

Doin' nummies on his gummies, got his whole face froze

Candy cane condom, she got leather and lace

I'm stuffin' gingerbread cookies in her wicked-ass face

She's my holiday date, to the Christmas party

Got a rhinestone iPad singing' la-dickda-di

Ah shit, my pants ripped, my ball fell out

And it looks like a Christmas bulb without a doubt

I got them gingerbread wraps for that sugarplum kush

[?] the push and candy canes for your bush

It's Christmas time in the murder one city

Let me hang Christmas lights off your titties

Got an elf passed out in a puddle of piss

That's one more thing checked off my wish list

Now you done heard the Christmas stories and know what we all about

From behind the frosty windows of the hatchet house

Happy holidays is easy to say

When there's no hills of bills stacked all in your way, it's okay

We ridin', we smokin', we chokin' 'round, provokin' (It's okay)

We drinkin' and thinkin' how I'm glad that we're broken (It's okay)

We ridin', we smokin', we chokin' 'round, provokin'

We drinkin' and thinkin' how I'm glad that we're broken (It's okay)

(Happy holidays) We ridin', we smokin', we chokin' 'round, provokin'

We drinkin' and thinkin' how I'm glad that we're broken

(Christmas) Happy holidays is easy to say

When there's no hills of bills stacked all in your way, it's okay

(My shank) We ridin', we smokin'

We chokin' 'round, provokin' (It's okay)

We drinkin' and thinkin' (In Canada, it's [?])

How I'm glad that we're broken (Woo hoo)

Happy holidays is easy to say (It's Christmas)

When there's no hills of bills stacked all in your way

It's okay [?]

We ridin', we smokin'

We chokin' 'round, provokin' (It's okay) (Holidays)

We drinkin' and thinkin'

How I'm glad that we're broken (Fruitcake) (It's okay)

Haunted By The Devil lyrics - Insane Clown Posse (feat. Young Wicked)

I am the Devil, liveD eht ma I

I am the Devil, liveD eht ma I

I am the Devil, liveD eht ma I

I am the Devil, liveD eht ma I

I am the Devil, liveD eht ma I

I am the Devil, liveD eht ma I

I am the Devil, liveD eht ma I

I am the Devil, liveD eht ma I

I am the Devil, liveD eht ma I

I am the Devil, liveD eht ma I

I am the Devil, liveD eht ma I

I am the Devil, liveD eht ma I

I'm the Beast, I have my claws around your neck

You carry me all day, I'm clung to your back

I whisper negativity all in your ears

With my claws dug in your chest, drummin' up fears

I allow just enough air for you to get by

My demands, you will have to live by

I cover your eyes so the sun can't shine on ya

You mope around like you got a pneumonia

When your day comes to an end, and you're trying to rest

I position myself firmly on your chest

So when you're trying to breathe at night, my weight is right there

And I stare at you face to face, give you a nightmare

I'm pullin' on your hair, and I'm shockin' it white

God speaks to you, but I block it with fright

Who am I? Some kind of demon or a heathen

I'm all up in your ears, forever misleadin'

"Shit, I live in the dark" (I'm haunted by the Devil)

"I live in fear" (They said it's in my mind)

(Nobody else can see him)

"I feel like my chest is getting crushed" (Nobody hear my cries)

"And I feel like this all the time" (I'm haunted by the Devil)

"Every fuckin' day of my life"(Somebody tell me why)

"I live with this" (And I can see the Devil)

"I live in the dark" (The Devil in my life)

I cause headaches, bed shakes, your legs feel like dead snakes

Your skin itches real bad and shreds flakes

Every decision you make, it quickly gets shot down

By my voice in your ears layin' the plot down

I tell you nobody can help, don't bother askin'

You feel that heat, you're in Hell's fire, baskin'

Who am I? I'm that poison that eats you

I'm the one in between you and the God that seats you

I'm a liar, but you believe all that I'm dishin'

And always will, as long as your link is missing

I fill you full of fear, I fill you full of tears

You carry my weight on you for years and years

Who am I, and why am I always winnin'?

'Cause you're always sinnin' and fail to be forgiven

Truth is, you could get rid of me if you wanted

But you don't know how, so you're forever haunted

"Shit, I live in the dark" (I'm haunted by the Devil)

"I live in fear" (They said it's in my mind)

(Nobody else can see him)

"I feel like my chest is getting crushed" (Nobody hear my cries)

"And I feel like this all the time" (I'm haunted by the Devil)

"Every fuckin' day of my life"(Somebody tell me why)

"I live with this" (And I can see the Devil)

"I live in the dark" (The Devil in my life)

"It's like livin'" (I'm haunted by the Devil)

"With a filter on" (They said it's in my mind)

"Makin' everything staler than it really is" (Nobody else can see him)

"Negative" (Nobody hear my cries)

"I live in the negative" (I'm haunted by the Devil)

"Everything I see" (Somebody tell me why)

"Everything I'm lookin' at" (And I can see the Devil)

"Everything around me" (The Devil in my life)

"Sucks"

Head Bust Brothers lyrics - Insane Clown Posse

"This is a story of two unbelievably dangerous men with supernatural mind-altering powers who eventually faced each other in war. Telepathic? No. Teledestructive."

"I been known I'm unique. As for my gift?"

I guess I learned to set it off at 13 (Mind Beams)

Shrunk a bully's head into a jelly bean

By the time I was a teen, I could wink and light a blunt (Mind Beams)

Don't lift a finger, yet I'm stompin' out punks

I learned my mental powers can hurt or help anyone (Mind Beams)

To some old fuck who never heard a rap song

I can beam him, have him spittin' flippin' whippin' shit like Krayzie Bone (Mind Beams)

With footwork that could kick the King of Pop off his throne

"Wow. Swell stuff. Haha"

It all jumped off when I was eight and from another state (Brain Rays)

I could look and concentrate and cook a steak

I'll take the last of that flat Faygo bottle that you find (Brain Rays)

And turn it into a fine, divine wine

I'd say my full sign set in at 28 (Brain Rays)

I could tsunami all the water out a lake

I ain't even gotta touch a bitch to make her nut (Brain Rays)

I'll make a virgin's neden blew out like a slut's, loopy

Mind Beams versus Brain Rays

Both abilities straight crazy (Crazy)

Focus on and do anything

The mental mind warp

"History ain't gonna mean shit when I wipe your mind out..."

And delete your memory, like what happened (Mind Beams)

A chrome man-, chrome mannequin and got a boogie napkin

How you gonna be respected is the hardest (Mind Beams)

When I make your asshole never stop fartin'

All I gotta do is concentrate in full (Mind Beams)

Liquidate your eyeballs and spill 'em out your skull

Send a asteroid through your forehead through the sky (Mind Beams)

Focus, and make your age triple multiply

"Don't matter. Even as an old man…"

I'll turn your ass into a loopy bag of flesh never seen (Brain Rays)

By turnin' all your bones into cream

And all the organs in your body: liver, kidney, every gut (Brain Rays)

I'll have 'em all come shootin' out your butt

Set fire to your baby dick and freeze your nuts froze (Brain Rays)

Swell your tongue up so fat, it explodes

Make your dick suck in and flip inside out. It's tucked up (Brain Rays)

So you can't forget you got fucked up by them brain rays

Mind Beams versus Brain Rays

Both abilities straight crazy (Crazy)

Focus on and do anything

The mental mind warp

Mind Beams versus Brain Rays

Both abilities straight crazy (Crazy)

Focus on and do anything

The mental mind warp

"Very unimpressive. I heard about what you like to call…"

Your brain rays, shootin' through them ray ban

And if you gank who, 'cause them shit is lookin' gay, man

Why my sunglasses intrigue you so, who the fuck knows?

There's only room for one of us around here, so who goes?

I feel your brain rays trying to deflect my mind beams

But you failed to protect the back of your neck behind scenes

I just socked ya, mentally clocked ya

Now you rock a camel's hump on your back. Handle that, partna!

If that was creative, I would say it. It wasn't

But check out how your left leg has three feet all of a sudden

Indeed. Ain't that some shit. I'd be pissed, but it only means more

To kick you in the ass with. Now I hit you with the classic, uh

Your shades fall, now your face small like a baseball

I expected jelly bean size. But saw your tries deflected!

I respect it. You and I and my mini mind, know what I see?

Yes, telepathically, and I do agree

Me and you must take advantage of the damage we cause

If we put our heads together, then the planet's ours

Spendin' dough, bendin' hoes, standin' ovations

With just each other, we can be the Head Bust Brothers!

Mind Beams versus Brain Rays

Both abilities straight crazy (Crazy)

Focus on and do anything

The mental mind warp

Mind Beams versus Brain Rays

Both abilities straight crazy (Crazy)

Focus on and do anything

The mental mind warp

"Oh goodie. This piece is from way back, Jack. Out of all the B-side releases, this song was too wack for anything, but fuckin' perfect for Willaby's magic bag of magic turds, you nerds!"

"Hey, I'm not a nerd!"

[*punch*]

"I'm a nerd!"

"Check out the ill 'Million Dollar Bill'"

Hunt For Big Smoke lyrics - Insane Clown Posse

We all heard the legends

And the lore of big old Yukon Moose Dick

But listen up here

I know another Bigfoot

And boy do I got something to tell you

Here go a story, now some will tell you it ain't true

But I was there, motherfucker, so fuck you

It took place deep in the woods up north

In a little town that's only found when you ride on the back of a horse

No electric running water, no luxury

Drinking at the bar, an old-timer, he sat next to me

He said he had a warning and I better listen up

It's a creature in this forest that ain't never been caught

Known for smacking down trees, summer or the snow

And he's snatching up livestock, shitting in the swimming hole

Smashing through houses, snacking on dogs

You can smell him coming miles away, stinking like shit logs

Three AM in the morn, he's outside sounding big

Sounding like a moped peeling out on the back of a pig

And in case I had any thoughts of sticking around

He told me it killed and ate half the people in this town

Big Smoke (He gonna fuck you up)

Big Smoke (Try to run, you stuck)

Big Smoke (He gonna take your head off)

Big Smoke (Try to run, he'll cut you off)

Big Smoke (He gonna have you for that meal)

Big Smoke (Try to run, your guts will spill)

We on the hunt for Big (Big) Big Smoke (Smoke)

We on that hunt for Big (Big) fuckin' Smoke (Smoke)

See you later, old fuck, good luck with that

Wait, it ate my horse for an afternoon snack

Shit, well, I guess I'm camping here

Oh fuck, I smell shit in the air

The old man said we got two choices on what we can do

Choice number one stay here and turn into that Bigfoot's morning dune

Choice number two it's so much more simple as you can see

You can run like a bitch and die or hunt him with me

We set a Bigfoot booby trap, Sasquatch wire trips

Pipe bomb for Skunk Apes, Yetis get them Uzi clips

Locked in on Yowie, we hunt him with the A-Team van

Howler get that heat seeker, lawn mow the Grassman

Camouflaged head to toe, I wish a motherfucker would

Time to go, he said, hold up, you're misunderstood

This ain't your everyday average normal beast, nope

He said, son, strap in, we on the hunt for Big Smoke

Big Smoke (He gonna fuck you up)

Big Smoke (Try to run, you stuck)

Big Smoke (He gonna take your head off)

Big Smoke (Try to run, he'll cut you off)

Big Smoke (He gonna have you for that meal)

Big Smoke (Try to run, your guts will spill)

We on the hunt for Big (Big) Big Smoke (Smoke)

We on that hunt for Big (Big) fuckin' Smoke (Smoke)

He came crashing through them woods tying tree limbs in knots

Made a beeline for my partner so we busted off shots

The bullets only pissed him off, now Big Smoke cut loose

One chomp, now that old man just some feet in his shoes

Bloodthirsty as fuck, Big Smoke looked up at me

Crushing boulders in his path, [?]

Smoke got up in my face, let out a bloodcurdling yell

Put a slash on my cheek and let me live to tell the tail

Big Smoke (He gonna fuck you up)

Big Smoke (Try to run, you stuck)

Big Smoke (He gonna take your head off)

Big Smoke (Try to run, he'll cut you off)

Big Smoke (He gonna have you for that meal)

Big Smoke (Try to run, your guts will spill)

We on the hunt for Big (Big) Big Smoke (Smoke)

We on that hunt for Big (Big) fuckin' Smoke (Smoke)

Big Smoke

Big Smoke

Big Smoke

Big Smoke

Big Smoke

Big Smoke

I Can't lyrics - Insane Clown Posse

Jesus Christ

I can't fuckin' do this

I can't even see in here

[?]

I can't believe he [?]

I can't focus

I can't do this

I can't do this!

I can't!

I can't!

Listen to me. I can't. I just can't do it

I can't believe it, I knew it, screw it

I can't say why I blew it. I can't get used to it

I can't stand it. I can't say there's nothing to it

I can't get over it, under it, around it. I can't get through it

I can't deal with this right now. I can't take the pressure

I can't say I can't. I can't resist the 38 hidden in my dresser

I can't. does that make me lesser? Does that make you fresher?

Are you a you-can-do-it professor?

I can't. No. I can't, and I won't

I can't stop doing dope

I can't row a boat. Is this a joke?

I hope it don't float like That's All She Wrote. Oh my God

I can't cope

"You run around with losers, you will end up a loser, unconsciously. If you're around cynical, negative people all the time, you will become cynical and negative."

"I spent most of my time trying to escape the helpless reality of my life by getting high"

"Look at life knock you down. What are you gonna do about it? How long are you gonna sit there and say 'You know what they did to me?' How long? Who wants to hear that rap?"

I can't wait. I can't front

I can't life. I can't believe my eyes

I can't look in the mirror. I can't deny

I'm nearing my demise

That's why I can't stand the sunrise

And I can't stand the new high rises

Poppin' up like surprises

'Cause time just flies by my eyes

I can't stand to wait the days are byin'

I can't stand the maze I'm in

I can't stand the walls I'm climbin'

On the low, I can't stop cryin'

I can't stand, and I can't stand here long

I can't stand this song

I can't sing, I can't dance, I can't take a chance

I can't... I can't take a stance

"Ten years, I woke up smoking crack every morning and went to bed smoking crack every night"

"The biggest killer of brains is lack of belief, and when we don't believe in ourselves, we start to doubt our abilities. We start to doubt what's possible"

"The future's unfolding for you right now. The future's unlimited for you right now."

Fuck that guy. I can't stand him

I can't stand the demons in my neighborhood

Fake smiles looking for fat necks of blood

Fuckin' up our function, munchin'

Crunchin', lunchin' on somethin'

I can't wait for that. I can't pay for that

Fuck you. Sorry, I can't take it back

I can't be fakin' that

I can't take the pain in my God damn achin' back

I can't make it crack

I'm tired. I can't take a nap

I can't even slap a fat ass

Without the owner slapping me back

I can't have that

Who says I can't stab your neck?

Something happened in my brain

Some kind of bad snap

"Where are you right now, and who must you become in order to create what you want?"

"Start focusing on being consistent and building momentum, as opposed to consistently building negative momentum."

"It's easy to be on the bottom. It doesn't take any effort to be a loser. It doesn't any motivation, any drive, in order to stay down there on the low level."

"And when we surround ourselves with people who inspire us and lift us up, when we have accountability partners, when we find great mentors or coaches who can keep us guided on our true North, that's when we start to build this momentum that anything is possible."

Fuck off!

I Hate Santa Claus lyrics - Insane Clown Posse & Anybody Killa

Change! Please! Christmas change!

Happy holidays, y'all, give me a gift

Let me sing a little jingle while you drink that fifth (Jingle bells)

Tell Santa that he better stop frontin'

[?] cookie-eatin' motherfucker never leavin' nothin' (And that's a ho)

But this year I swear I won't let it happen

[?] gifts and reindeer, we Christmas jackin' (Give me that)

Surround sound, hot chocolate for days

Bumpin' through the neighborhood actin' like we paid (Look what we got)

We had to get 'em, it was just that time

J and I was fed up, and we wanted to shine

But now we got anything you ever wanted

Yeah, he was old, but he had a fat wallet (Cha-ching)

Only workin' one day a year? (Damn)

With a plush red suit and and an iced-out beard

Slangin' snow in the North Pole to a bunch of fiends

Little guys with big ears that make toys for free

(Get they ass slapped up)

Santa Claus, I hate you because (I hate you, Santa)

You gave me nothin', now I'm takin' yours (I'm takin' yours)

(Uh, it was cold out)

I seen the fat man comin', I hit behind a chimney

And bust him in the skull with a bottle of Jim Bean

I rolled him off the roof and onto the driveway

And jumped in his sleigh ride and tried to fly away

Rudolf [?] on me, he wouldn't move

I had to kick him in his asshole to put him in groove

Take me to the hood, to all the poor little kids

This year, everybody 'bout to get some good shit

We landed on a house, I went for the chimney, but the roof was feeble

I crashed through and smashed through the kitchen table

Daddy came bustin' out the bedroom strapped

Third shot blew off my Santa hat, fuck that

I ran out the back door and I hopped a wall

Steady' whistlin' for the reindeer, but they're like "Fuck off"

And took off, I almost caught a slug in the ass ([?])

And became a ghost of Christmas past over that shit

(Over that bullshit)

Santa Claus, I hate you because (I hate you, Santa)

You gave me nothin', now I'm takin' yours (I'm takin' yours)

Santa Claus, I hate you because (I hate you, Santa)

You gave me nothin', now I'm takin' yours (I'm takin' yours)

Dashing through the snow, smokin' awesome dro

Pullin' chicks with expensive gifts just to get that ho ho ho, you know what I mean?

Don't get us wrong, we gon' give to the kids

Super Santa [?] up all the little shits (Here you go)

[?] the grown ups, we gettin' toe up

A case of malt liquor and a sack that make you throw up

Santy Claus wear panty drawers

He never decked my halls, he can lick my balls

I got no chimney, but I left the door unlocked

Nothin' but pine needles and an empty sock

Thanks a lot and fuck off, fat ass

Why we need coats for kids if you so bad ass?

Only rich boys get big toys from Santa

I waited all night in my pajamas, motherfucker

"What the fuck you waitin' on? Take your ass to bed! Fuck Santa Claus!"

Santa Claus, I hate you because (I hate you, Santa)

You gave me nothin', now I'm takin' yours (I'm takin' yours)

Santa Claus, I hate you because (I hate you, Santa)

You gave me nothin', now I'm takin' yours (I'm takin' yours)

It's Christmas eve, and if he show

He leavin' with a bullet hole, let him know

It's Christmas eve, and if he show

He leavin' with a bullet hole, let him know

It's Christmas eve, and if he show

He leavin' with a bullet hole, let him know

It's Christmas eve, and if he show

He leavin' with a bullet hole, let him know

It's Christmas eve, and if he show

He leavin' with a bullet hole, let him know

It's Christmas eve, and if he show

He leavin' with a bullet hole, let him know

It's Christmas eve, and if he show

He leavin' with a bullet hole, let him know

It's Christmas eve, and if he show

He leavin' with a bullet hole, let him know

I Saw A Monster lyrics - Insane Clown Posse

The unexplainable has happened to us all. Now, we've all seen and heard things (No lie) that just don't seem to make sense, but this right here is a true story, and it happened to my boy, Violent J, (The Duke, baby) many moons ago, in the D. Hey, J, (What up, though?) go on and tell them Juggalos about this shit, man. It's wig-blowin'

I was younger, probably seventeen or eighteen

Representin' scrub life, everybody hate me

Night after night, I would stress, I

Should've been at a party, but I wasn't that type of guy

I wanted to be a ninja, and I wanted it severe

I challenged myself all the time, it was weird

I'd be layin' there in bed, I'd tell myself I was weak

Unless I run right now, out the house, and booked down the street

And up the hill, in the park, about two blocks away

Sometimes still in my socks, there goes J

Scootin', on a self-made ninja mission

My dog runnin' with me, we hit the ignition

And fly nonstop up to the top, with the quickness

Something I had to prove to myself, call it a sickness

But there I was, proud as can be, arms spread

I yelled "Warrior!" as loud as I could

And one night, I walked my girl to my car

Clouds speedin' through the sky, unusually dark

Cold, wicked, and windy, and you know I was bummin'

I just wanted to sleep (No!), but then I knew what was comin' (No!)

Got in bed, then it started in my head (No!), I fought it

Told myself I'm a neden if I don't do it, and I bought it

Out the door, I was flyin' like a thief in the dark

Cut across the lawns to jumpstead the beat of my heart (Woo!)

Got to the top and yelled, it wasn't like other nights

I yelled "Warrior!" but somethin' wasn't right

A huge gust of wind almost put me on the ground

I was noided runnin' back down, but didn't fuck around

I was halfway back home and stopped to catch my breath

When I seen it, a real life creature of death

A fuckin' monster, stompin' out of the woods behind me

I'll never forget it, you won't need to remind me

Like a bigfoot, arms mad long and scary

As tall as a stop sign, big [?] and hairy

I was gone, thought about bangin' on peoples' doors for help

But what the fuck they gonna do? I'm in this shit by myself

I ran up in my house and laid up under the window

Right there in the dark, and all I hear in the wind blow

All that "warrior" shit, I probably conjured up a demon

He came to fight and saw me run off like a bitch, screamin'

Is he still out there, who knows? I called Nate the Mack

He came over in the Nova with the shotty in the back

I jumped in, we bounced, and to this day, y'all

I don't know if anybody believes it when I say

I saw a monster, it was gonna kill me, feel me?

I was out of that bitch, it couldn't come near me

I saw a monster, yeah, I guess it could've been fake

But who the fuck would be willin' to do all that it would take?

I saw a monster, and it would've ripped me in pieces (Shit)

If I would've stayed to fight it, and that is my thesis

I saw a monster, and I'll never be the same

It's embedded in my brain, it will forever remain

It was a monster

And there you go, a true story from the streets of Detroit

I swear to God, I saw a monster

But for all you haters and nonbelievers and haters out there

Fuck you if you don't believe I've seen a monster

That's real

I'm Your Killer lyrics - Insane Clown Posse

"Alright, look. We got the plan laid out. You're already inside the house. You know he's here. All you gotta do is go down that hallway and kick that motherfuckin' door in. Get his ass."

Hey, oh, I didn't expect you to be awake

I'm not the Reaper, but your life I'ma take

It ain't about your money, it ain't about your fancy cars (Nope)

Something somehow spelled it out for you in the stars (It's your destiny)

I don't even have a clue as to who the fuck you are

I only know that your left eyeball is goin' in a jar

This is my life meets yours, and mine overpowers

My life ends yours, mine devours (I'm hungry)

You see, I have to kill, and you're the unlucky random pick

I'm jammin' a stick all up in your neck, I'm sick

Now your beggin' and pleadin' will get you nothin' (Tell 'em)

It's Halloween, that only means (Tell 'em) let's get to cuttin'

"Wait, wait a minute, mister, sir. Now just hold on there a minute, please. Wait a minute. If you're gonna kill me, at least tell me why you think your life is somehow worth more than mine. Tell me"

Because I'm a killer, and you're just a killed (A nobody)

You're the one that holds the empty bag, my shit is filled

The price for my satisfaction is your sacrifice

I should be burned in Hell and cooked over twice (No)

I'm sure they'll do me real nice (No) much harder than I'm doin' you (Don't say that)

All that shit you have poppin' off, though, I'm here to ruin you (Cue that shit)

You're just a stranger, and I'm just deranged, sir (Do it)

On top of that, it's Halloween, and so my brains hurt

"Now hold on, now wait. W-what if I can offer you some help? What if there's a reason you picked my home, a bigger reason, a better reason than killing me. What if I can help you?"

The only way that you can help me (Tell 'em) is to quit your fuckin' cryin'

It's all they ever show you anywhere, is people dyin' (Death is everywhere)

You and I about to interact in some violence [?]

And I'ma keep at it until I hear your heart silence

What I do is nothin' new, I'm of the chosen few

Bad apples, the reason we lock our doors the way we do (Except you)

I hope you don't think you're too special to catch the random bone (Do it)

It's Hallo-fuckin-ween (Do it!) and I'm stabbin' your dome

[?]

It's Halloween, it's Halloween, it's Halloween, and I'm your killer

It's Halloween, it's Halloween, it's Halloween, and I'm your killer

It's Halloween, it's Halloween, it's Halloween, and I'm your killer

It's Halloween, it's Halloween, it's Halloween, and I'm your killer

It's Halloween, it's Halloween, it's Halloween, and I'm your killer

It's Halloween, it's Halloween, it's Halloween, and I'm your killer

It's Halloween, it's Halloween, it's Halloween, and I'm your killer

It's Halloween, it's Halloween, it's Halloween, and I'm your killer

It's Halloween, it's Halloween, it's Halloween, and I'm your killer

It's Halloween, it's Halloween

Insane Clown Posse other songs:

 

If I Ate Your Brains lyrics - Insane Clown Posse

The dead is walkin', now gimme some brains

Hungry, yummy, gobble, gummy, gimme your brains

The dead is here, now gimme some brains

Hungry, yummy, gobble, gummy, gimme your brains

The dead is walkin', now gimme some brains

Hungry, yummy, gobble, gummy, gimme your brains

I want some brains, gimme those brains

Brains! Brains! Brains! Brains!

Sleepin' in my bed, I can't explain the horror

Somebody fuckin' dead started kickin' in my door

I looked to my window, and there was someone else

Breakin' through the glass and knockin' shit off my shelf

I started screamin' like a pussy, nothin' I could do

I know that you would too if fuckin' zombies came for you

They trapped me in the corner and they instantly attacked

One bit into my arm while the others bit my back

I was dead for the moment, at least that's what I thought

And then I started wakin' up, hurtin' and distraught

I looked in the mirror, it was evidently clear

Somebody ate my fuckin' brains out, I'm lucky to be here

And now I'm fuckin' hungry like I never was before

And fresh human brains is the only fuckin' course

I was starvin', a thousand different pains

Only one agenda: to find some fuckin' brains

If I ate your brains, would I have your attitude?

Yummy, yummy, ooh, yummy, ooh, yummy, yeah

'Til I eat your brains, I'ma stay mad at you

Yummy, yummy, ooh, yummy, [*gulp*] delicious

If I ate your brains, would I have your attitude?

Yummy, yummy, ooh, yummy, ooh, yummy, yeah

'Til I eat your brains, I'ma stay mad at you

Brains! Brains! Brains! Brains!

I see the others like me, crowding up the streets

We can smells the brains in the air, looking for some meats

I wanted to be smart about it, not another goon

There's only so much brains and not enough room

I jumped in my car and fuckin' followed the aroma

Pulled up to the driveway, a zombie's comin' over

I fronted to the family like I was the pizza man

Got inside and ate as many brains as I can

Daddy's brains tasted like a chicken tortellini

Mama's brains tasted like a spicier linguini

The kid's was pretty good, only the helping was small

But I was still hungry like I'd ate nothing at all

The other dumb zombies started breakin' through the doors

Only to be schooled 'cause there wasn't any more

And now the family was awake, joining on the hunt

Lookin' for some bloody brains, give us what we want!

If I ate your brains, would I have your attitude?

Yummy, yummy, ooh, yummy, ooh, yummy, yeah

'Til I eat your brains, I'ma stay mad at you

Yummy, yummy, ooh, yummy, [*gulp*] delicious

If I ate your brains, would I have your attitude?

Yummy, yummy, ooh, yummy, ooh, yummy, yeah

'Til I eat your brains, I'ma stay mad at you

Brains! Brains! Brains! Brains!

Fuck wanderin' the streets in the same old hood

Me and some homies hit the highways where the eatin' is good

Headed out into the safety zone and brought a fork

Fresh brains a plenty where they never run short

Me and my boys are like "Uhhhh" 'cause we geeked

I'm the only fat zombie 'cause I know how to eat

I like hot sauce and blue cheese with my brain nuggets

Highly-crowded neighborhood, we parked the fuckin' bucket

And we split up, screams off in every direction

I'm on a bald guy, bitin' through the forehead section

I feel bullets in my back, but I refuse to react

I ignore motherfuckers when I'm havin' a snack

I got blood drippin' down my chin and all on my neck

That means the shit was juicy, plump, and came correct

But I'm still hungry, what can I do?

And I'ma keep comin' at you 'til you one of us too

[*eating brains*] Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha

Yummy, yummy, ooh, yummy, ooh, yummy, yeah

'Til I eat your brains, I'ma stay mad at you

Yummy, yummy, ooh, yummy, [*gulp*] delicious

If I ate your brains, would I have your attitude?

Yummy, yummy, ooh, yummy, ooh, yummy, yeah

'Til I eat your brains, I'ma stay mad at you

Brains! Brains! Brains! Brains!

Brains! (Hungry, yummy, gobble, gummy, gimme your brains)

Are so tasty! (Brains! Brains! Brains! Brains!)

Brains! (Hungry, yummy, gobble, gummy, gimme your brains)

Are so tasty! (Brains! Brains! Brains! Brains!)

Brains! (Hungry, yummy, gobble, gummy, gimme your brains)

Are so tasty! (Brains! Brains! Brains! Brains!)

Hungry, yummy, gobble, gummy, gimme your brains

Brains! Brains! Brains! Brains!

Is That You? (Remix) lyrics - Insane Clown Posse (feat. Kid Rock)

Aw shit

Mike E. Clark bringin' that old shit back

Remix

Violent J, Violent J, is that you?

I'm on the microphone, so what'cha wanna do?

Violent J, Violent J, is that you?

A wicked, wicked clown painted just for you

I drink Faygo it's only a buck ten

I'm a pour it on your tits when we fucking

Cause I'm with that kinky shit, ho

I can see you butt naked in your window

Shimmy up the house side dash

Knock and I press my nuts on the glass

Let me in, hoe, don't ya know

I'm Violent J of the ICP, yo

I got me a check let's cash it

If I could spend it with the hoes on Gratiot

But don't get all geeked slut

Cause I'm a buy ya some lava to wash your butt

What's this clown shit about?

A knife to your neck and your throats hanging out

With a do-me-ray

Now it's about time I say

Kid Rock, Kid Rock, is that you?

Yeah, let me tell ya what I wanna do

Kid Rock, Kid Rock, is that you?

Yodilay, yodilay, yodilay yooohoooo!

Frontin', they frontin', everybody's frontin'

Violent Violent J is gonna tell ya something

If ya know a bitch who got grits

Kid Rock, Kid Rock will probably eat that shit

Boohoo motherfucker what'cha cry for

I'm that nigga that your bitch would die for

The whore showed up at my front door

So I fucked her in the ass and I threw her out the backdoor

The bitch thought it was a cake drive

She said drive me to the city

So I dropped her off at Lakeside

You driving me home, well I meant ta

But plans have changed now get your ass out the Sempta

Hoe, this ain't no taxi

I be mackin' hoes, they don't mack me!

"Never slacking, hoes I be macking"

"Yeah, Kid Rock, Kid Rock"

"Never slacking, hoes I be macking"

"Violent J serving ghetto hard street shit"

"The funk, the funk, the funk from the old days"

"Violent J serving ghetto hard street shit"

"The funk from the old days"

Well, I'm up for the shot in a minute

Show me a valley, I might yodel in it

Like somebody else I know

I been to Mount Clemens I've been to Romeo-meomeo

Wicked clowns gonna flow for ya some

Three for the treble, eight for the drum

Five for the homies that I run with

Bitch, call your mother cause you're done with

Toe tip-toe, I snuck in your house

And fell asleep butt naked on the front couch

So, excuse me, pops, I'm napping

So could ya shut the fuck up with that yapping

And your wife's all worked up for nothing

She act like she ain't never seen a wang or something

Cause it really don't matter

I'm a show my nuts to innocent bystander

Every fucking day!

Cause it's about time I say

Kid Rock, Kid Rock, is that you?

Yeah, let me tell you what I wanna do

Kid Rock, Kid Rock, is that you?

I just said it was motherfucker

Skinny dipping in the pool, you know I drown hoes

Fuck 'em doggy style and play that ass like a bongo

*Bongo drums* Hit it, hit hi-hit it

Hitting homeruns and I never whiff, hoe

Smoke my dick like it's a big spliff

This ain't a blooper and I'm no joker

But I can shoot a nut 50 foot like the Supersoaker

But I won't pull it out for no cheap joke

Instead I play John Holmes in a sequel to Deep Throat

Taste the nut in your mouth, just to school ya

But ho, don't let the smooth taste fool ya!

Don't let the smooth taste fool ya

Don't let the smooth taste fool ya

Fool ya, fool ya, chicka fool ya fool ya... fuckin' fool!

Don't let the smooth taste fool ya...

Kid Rock, Kid Rock, is that you?

Yeah, let me tell ya what I wanna do

Kid Rock, Kid Rock, is that you?

Yodilay, yodilay, yodilay yooohoooo!

Kid Rock, Kid Rock, is that you?

Yeah, let me tell ya what I wanna do

Kid Rock, Kid Rock, is that you?

Yodilay, yodilay, yodilay yooohoooo!

J's Rock Track lyrics - Insane Clown Posse

"Let me start off just by sayin' this:

Any likenesses to a certain Pearl Jam song are purely, purely speculation on your part

Let's do it, Zug."

Juggalo, enjoy your youth

Like your pop said, it's a truth

I can't escape from the common rule

If you hate something, don't you do it too, not you

Small my table, sits just two

Violent J as I'm scrub Joe Bruce

All these ninjas storm my room

And you dare say one belongs to you, not you

This is not for you

This is not for you

Oh, this is not for you

Never was for you, fuck yeah

Your old shit was so much better

Your new shit is so much better

Your old shit was so much better

Your new shit [?]

All that's sacred comes from youth

Dedication, clown love is true

But with no power, what can I do?

But there are some who will accept Joe Bruce

Joe Bruce

This is just for you

This is just for you, juggalos

Oh, this is just for you, fuck off

This is just for you, oh yeah

This is just for you, real juggalos

Oh, this is just for you, never was for them, never was for them

This is just for you

This is just for you

Real juggalos

Real juggalos, fuck you

Real juggalos

Real juggalos

This is just for you, oh yeah

This is just for you

This is just for you

Oh, this is just for you

This is just for you

Real juggalos

Real juggalos

Real juggalos

This is for you

Joe Bruce and Zug Izland

This is just for you

Don't like it? Fuck off

"Mike P's fingers are bleedin' and everything

Ashley done broke 500 drum sticks

Gweedo broke his bass over Dan Miller's head

You mother fuckers tore the studio up

Much love to juggalos from Zug Izland and Joe Bruce

Shaggy and the Psychopathic Family

Yeah"

Judgement Day 2018 lyrics - Insane Clown Posse

"What I will be teaching about is Demonology. Now let's pray: Father I thank you for this class, I thank you for this beginning, I thank you for (Demonology)"

"Jesus ain't gonna let you call him (What about Jesus?)"

"You gonna call him Junior"

"You've been talking about the same God, the same God, the same God, that will do it for you"

"I've been Blessed to have your mother! 55 years old and she still slides"

"I don't want your mouth, we are about Bibles"

"They created a "god" who doesn't exist"

Judgment Day is here, FFF!

Don't bother prayin' cause there's no time left

Headed for Armageddon

I'm bleeding like I'm sweatin'

As I'm Walkin' Da Flatlinez, we Runnin' Out of Time

Nobody's safe so why you thinkin' you safe hoe?

You'd Rather Be Dead is what you said so take it slow

Hacks from the Battle Axe

Jacked up from mad attacks

Headless Crooked Preacher in the trunk of the Cadillac

God's gonna get ya, it's all cause He loves ya

With the Witch suffocatin', levitatin' above ya

Don't go to church in tithe they say 'among one thing Jack

Life is a one way road you can't go back."

The Devil will cook you but God's wrath is much worse

Ya dying at first, but then the Holy Water is cursed

The good and the evil collide, just in the nick of time

Before you even make up ya mind; a double homicide

Suicidal tendencies, only get in the fuckin' way

Face ya sins, the gig is up, it's Judgment Day

Day of Judgment God is calling

Hand of God has struck the hour

Thou shall not sin so our playaz are singin' song

Who the fuck is you to tell me what's right from wrong?

Death is in my eyes, so pain is my disguise

So deadly it's followed by maggots and flies

You'll see from ya face that ya judgment is just you

Old sins plus new, they rushed you, then bust you

Fool don't trust me, I can't be trusted

But you can Judge in Peace until it gets busted

Ya goin' to Hell for all your sins

Pins and needles, needles and pens

Voodoo Doctor on the rocks with Vodka

Bustin beats, boxin' where the whore got ya

Landed on the moon, but still can't fly right

Other's wanna fake ya step, can't die right?

Sellin' Bibles on the corner with your pay

For all your sins it's Judgment Day

Day of Judgment God is calling

Satan laughing spreads his wings

Oh Lord yea!

You motherfuckin' sinner the evil will choke ya

Check the hand you was dealt, it's all Jokers!

Judgment Day, time to pay, for all you've earned

You'll never die, chained to a stake, you'll burn

Your going to Hell if ya sell lies that's all she wrote

Lord forgive me, No ,bitch, ya don't (Huh?)

Judgment Day, Armageddon is here to stay

Now all of a sudden, all you wanna do is pray

Say sorry for all the death you left, but that don't work

Say sorry for all the pain you bring, but that don't work

Ya say ya sorry for ya whole life spent [?]

Ya say ya sorry for ya hate but you're too late

Bitch meet your fate, It's Judgment Day

Satan laughing Oh Lord yea! [x12]

Satan laughing [x4]

Knock Knock lyrics - Insane Clown Posse (feat. Esham)

"I'll be at work and I'll hear this:

Oh, so you're a comedian and shit?

You got to hook me up with some free tickets and shit"

I almost passed out, I was fuckin' laughin'

Fat man in a clown suit kept on stabbin'

That silly bitch, it was, ha ha ha, funny

A slutty-ass, bloody-ass Playboy bunny

Dead bodies, gutted

The other bitch tied up got face-butted

Blood in the shower, blood on the walls

Fuck y'all just because I'm funny

Dash for the cash, no mass, and it's funny

Die pack go off and stain all the money

Somehow y'all must have forgot

I'm the landlord, just up in my spot

You all comedians sayin' the same joke twice

Detroit players double up on the coke price

E and J, intoxicated raff

You so funny I forgot to laugh

Knock knock (Knock knock) Who's there? (Who)

Murder (Murder?) Murder who? (You)

Murder you! (You) Murder you! (You)

Murder you! (You) Murder you! (You)

Knock knock (Knock knock) Who's there? (Who)

Murder (Murder?) Murder who? (You)

Murder you! (You) Murder you! (You)

Murder you! (You) Murder you! (You)

Ha ha ha ha! My repertoire

Murderin' fools on the regular

You can't be serious, are you delirious

You Johnny Knoxville jackass, you hilarious

Ha ha ha ha! I laugh at your crew

My killer instinct to kill your whole comic view

Ha ha ha ha! Your head's in a jar

The rest of your body's in the trunk of my car

In the back of my shack, through the window crack

[?] Jack on the torture rack

Get smacked with a hatchet, hilarious

All day, E and J, the scariest

And funny, like bloody faces

You and a dead body tradin' places

I'm fuckin' silly, swallow a pilly

Slice your face up like Chainsaw Willy

I'm funny

Knock knock (Knock knock) Who's there? (Who)

Murder (Murder?) Murder who? (You)

Murder you! (You) Murder you! (You)

Murder you! (You) Murder you! (You)

Knock knock (Knock knock) Who's there? (Who)

Murder (Murder?) Murder who? (You)

Murder you! (You) Murder you! (You)

Murder you! (You) Murder you! (You)

I'm a gut-bustin' fuckin' comedian

Through tubes, the only way you gon' eat again

Make you bleed again, when we meet again

Stuck off with a knee to the chin

It's funny how people change when they see blood stains

E and J wrote on the wall with your brains

Deaf comedy jam [?]

It's funny how I'ma kill you and you don't even know it

Jokes on you, so silly, my knife

Pokes on through your belly. Bye, life

Another punch line, fuckin' ridiculous

Police: clueless how E and J do this

Knock knock, Who's there?

Murder. Murder who?

Murder you (So funny) Murder you (So funny)

Murder you (So funny) Murder you

Knock knock (Knock knock) Who's there? (Who)

Murder (Murder?) Murder who? (You)

Murder you! (You) Murder you! (You)

Murder you! (You) Murder you! (You)

Murder you! (You) Murder you! (You)

Murder you! (You) Murder you! (You)

Murder you! (You) Murder you! (You)

Murder you! (You) Murder

Leck Mich Im Arsch lyrics - Insane Clown Posse

Mm. Yup

Yeah, that's nice

Mm

Yo, Shaggy, what you know about Mozart?

Not much. Fact, I don't know shit, J, I think he was deaf

Def as in dope?

Nah man, deaf as in he can't hear shit

Nah man, that was Beefoven. See, what I know about Mozart is that he was a freak!

Freak? The fuck you talkin' bout?

Well, he had some underground shit people don't know nothin' about

Like what?

Like a song called "Lick Mich Arse"

What he fuck does that mean?

It means "Lick my ass," bitch!

Drop that shit, Jack!

Ahhh. Mozart, dope for the most part

Respected 'cause he knows art

Likes music, and he shows heart

Loves chicks lickin' his ass when it goes dark

He wrote this. Don't sugarcoat this

To get your ass licked off is the dopest

Call it a fetish; call him a freak

Call him in need of a tongue on his butt cheek

Lick on the left side

Lick on the right

Lick down the middle

Oh shit, that's tight

Lick mich arse all through the night

We heard somethin', Mozart had wrote it

Collabo style, had to bogart it

A little trick perfected by freaks

Step one: spread your butt cheeks

Now most hoes'll cut loose to music

And since that's our game, I'ma use it

So we jumped on this Jack White track

Now we can't keep these bitches' tongues out our ass crack

Lick on the left side

Lick on the right

Lick down the middle

Oh shit, that's tight

Lick mich arse all through the night

Bumpin' Mozart, sunflower spot

Tongue up my ass like "Ahhh"

A classic ninja with a classical hitch

Struck dirt way south of the clit

Drop my pants, tongue advance

Don't knock shit 'til you gave it a chance

Your tongue might get stuck in the middle of

Two pigs wrestling over a Milk Dud

Lick on the left side

Lick on the right

Lick down the middle

Oh shit, that's tight

Lick mich arse all through the night

Let Me Go lyrics - Insane Clown Posse (feat. Breed)

Get out my head and let me go (Let me go)

Get out my head and let me go (Let me go)

Get out my head and let me go (Let me go)

Get out my head and let me go (Let me go)

Get out my head and let me go (Let me go)

Ayo, Breed, why you got penning on your walls?

Sittin' on a gurney, head wrapped and bald

Well, the doctor say I'm anti depressant

So now I'm just counting my blessings

But either way it go, shit I'm knowing I'm stressin'

So here's an SOS out to that Smith and Wesson

I'm looking for a way out, when I used to be way up

You can stay up out my business or I'll fuck your whole day up, for real

Killin' a bitch is therapeutic, and feel a hell of a lot better soon as you shoot it

Got me to where I wouldn't mind watching you bleed

Coughing blood on your hands and knees, yeah, I'm pissed

You better hope they come with my meds 'cause I got all gory shit coming through my head

They say I won't be getting out of here for months (Shit)

But I'ma leave this bitch tomorrow and I'm walkin' out the front, for real

Get out my head and let me go (Let me go)

Get out my head and let me go (Let me go)

Get out my head and let me go (Let me go)

Get out my head and let me go (Let me go)

Get out my head and let me go (Let me go)

It's like my brain is locked, they're tryna put the key in

It's all good, but this ain't no place to be in

It look like a loony bin that we in

'Cause me and my brain be disagreeing

A cup to pee in, evaluation, and get shocked up with no hesitation

Give me my pills, bitch, the voices are coming

And I gotta roll quick, my Rolls Royce is running

I'm walking along a beach in Panama

No I'm not, I'm seeing things, God dammit, awe

Slow me down, speed me up

I'm chasing little kids in a haunted ice cream truck

I'm dreaming again, in a beamin' ass Benz

Getting sucked off, then she cleaning my friends

She had a fat ass, I slapped it proper, and woke up jackin' off in front of the doctors

Get out my head and let me go (Let me go)

Get out my head and let me go (Let me go)

Get out my head and let me go (Let me go)

Get out my head and let me go (Let me go)

Get out my head and let me go (Let me go)

Miss Fuckaloopagoopo, my doctor

She was stupid, so, I socked her

I cold snuck the hoe, popped her

Then cut her up, chopped her

They found a dick in her butthole, stuck

Somebody plug that shit there, what?

Fuckin' tragedy, it's not fair

Shit, beats me how it got there

Can't miss mine, brbrbrbr nope, peep it

But that was dope how the dude said "Keep it"

I need [?] albino

Like the beats and the loops of the vinyl

Face mangled, tangled spinal

Neck strangled, twisted, die hoe

Ribs shattered, seconds, final

Get out my head and let me go (Let me go)

Get out my head and let me go (Let me go)

Get out my head and let me go (Let me go)

Get out my head and let me go (Let me go)

Get out my head and let me go (Let me go)

Mr. Nothing Man lyrics - Insane Clown Posse

[Violent J:]

A little trivia, anyone?

But we never get to hear the answers, heh, that ain't any fun

(Existence) Who said gimme one? I ride the earth around the sun

As the world turns, fuckin' up my equilibrium

(Another day) A shitty one, another lame millennium

(Months) Who said gimme some? (Years) I don't want any, none

(Decades) 2051 (Forever) Must I continue on?

Whoever gave me life is a true machiavellian

I'm faceless, bodiless, headless, we're part of this shit

Don't you understand? No ribs, bones, arms, or hands

I'm kneeless, dickless, Jesus did this?

For no rhyme, reason, or need, I just exist

Was I an angel who crept out of heaven then sinned

Got restrained, so I'm kept out and never let in

Cursed me to a life left out with no reaction

Here forever, but with no voice or body, how dreadful

I can't be seen or heard, I know it seems absurd

I can't be touched nor felt, I'm never sensed or smelt

But I know I'm real (No one can see me)

I just fuckin' know I'm real (They can't see or hear me)

The people walk right through me, showin' no respect

Our eyes never connect, they never notice shit

But I know I'm real (No one can see me)

I just fuckin' know I'm real (See, hear, or feel me)

Nuh uh, I don't remember the beginning or when I arrived

I don't need food or water, yet I somehow survive

Am I an energy that was a ghost stuck in purgatory?

I have no recollection of any life before me

So what's my story? Tell me. Help me. Why am I here?

Have I done something? Am I supposed to? It's unclear

Is this a punishment, a sentence, a long detention

Among the living, but trapped within my own dimension?

I crave interaction, I fiend to cause reaction

Even the smallest distraction at all, a fraction

Until one day, I thought I finally caught some action

It seems like this hottie's eyes realize my traction

I said "hey," she said "hey," wait, what'd you say?

Her eyes, fine, stayed on mine, declined to look away

"I said hi," our passersby asked to whom was she talkin'

She pointed at me, he saw nothin' and kept walkin'

I can't be seen or heard, I know it seems absurd

I can't be touched nor felt, I'm never sensed or smelt

But I know I'm real (Somehow she can see me)

I just fuckin' know I'm real (She can see and hear me)

The people walk right through me, showin' no respect

Our eyes never connect, they never notice shit

But I know I'm real (She can see and hear me)

I just fuckin' know I'm real (Couldn't touch or feel me)

[Violent J (Shaggy 2 Dope):]

We talked to each other, we couldn't feel each other

Even without touch, we soon became lovers

We were lovers (She's his lover, and she's his best friend)

We were lovers (She's his lover, and she's his best friend)

We lay in the same spot, she'd sleep inside of me

As close as we could be, she even cried for me

We were lovers (She's his lover, and she's his best friend)

We were lovers (She's his lover, and she's his best friend)

[Violent J:]

I told her don't speak of our love, but she had to brag about it

She'd say, "He's sittin' right here," they rolled their eyes and doubted

We had dinner with her parents, and I knew they didn't get it

'Cause followin' supper, they tried to have her committed

We ran away, and then we began to plan a way

We wanted so much just to touch and clutch each other and such

I said, "Well I ain't no wizard, not a clergy or cleric

Probably don't want to hear it, but my guess is, I'm a spirit

And if I'm correct, and I'm a ghost, then it's apparent

Clearly only death can bring you to my void, so we can share it"

And with that, she understood what's good and started ascendin'

A rusty fire escape, I thought she must be pretendin'

But within a few minutes, she did it and reached the roof

And yelled, "I love you, Mr. Nothing Man, and here comes the proof"

I tried to scream a rebuttal, out came a whimper so subtle

She dove off and turned into a broken, busted up puddle

Silence, wind, and traffic off in the distance

Her soul standin' up from the wreck, I wait to witness

Instead, red liquid spread out from her shattered head quickly

I fell and sob and raised my fists and screamed "Please, God, forgive me!"

I can't be seen or heard, I know it seems absurd

I can't be touched nor felt, I'm never sensed or smelt

But I know I'm real (Only she can see me) (No!)

I just fuckin' know I'm real (She can see and hear me) (Please, God, forgive me!)

The people walk right through me, showin' no respect

Our eyes never connect, they never notice shit

But I know I'm real (But she could see me) (Please, God!)

I just fuckin' know I'm real (Now she's avoided dearly) (Please, God!)

Out There lyrics - Insane Clown Posse (feat. Bushwick Bill)

[Intro]

The wicked clowns, and Bushwick Bill are lost in space

Out There, Out There, Out There

[Verse 1: Violent J]

The car broke down and she was like..

Honey, get the flashlight, still one in the dash right?

Only cause it's late at night, and who knows what's out there?

She was right though, ain't gonna help with a light though

People dying tonight, cause yo, this maniac is out there

I'm hanging like a possum, murder tricks, I got some

Spot them, look come around to the bottom

And slaughter them, out there

His boo was locked up in the car, an the phone and tripping hard

Screaming fuck that bitch was scurried, there's a killer out there

Cut that crying shit off, I cut you, die, I get off

I'm crawling up on the car

Trying to rip the moon roof lid off, out there

Bitch turned the wipers on, hazard lights and blew the horn

I smashed with my axe, and pulled her to the lawn, out there

She kicked me hard, to the grill

With one of them, Doc Martin heels

Murderers, you know how that feels

Your lip be out there

Time to die, close my eyes, swung and felt a thump

I done spilt her head in half like a tree stump, out there

[Chorus]

Don't you dare go out there, ain't no telling what lies out there

Don't you dare go out there, ain't no telling what can happen

Don't you dare go out there, ain't no telling what lies out there

Don't you dare go out there, late night killers might be stabbing

[Verse 2: Shaggy 2 Dope]

Lights on in the house, but it's dark outside

You can even close one eye, look bitch, I'm out there

Camp fire lit, boy Scout meeting's, they talk of me

Even they leaders got memories of me, I'm out there

Forensic scientists try to finger me out

But I'm too quick for their Sheriff's stupid asses

I'm still out there, pull up all your road blocks

I'm running through them's in my socks

Silently taken out all cops, one by one, I'm out there

Leave their bodies, in the street

Continue on my murder spree, they can believe all my heat

When I pull it out there, break up into the Zoo

Dress up in a monkey suit

Sticking up families for their loot, my brain, is out there

Handy with an ice pick, pull it out and use it good

In and out your temple, blood is squirting all out there

I'm the urban legend, you heard at your college dorm

Jump out and squeeze your vocal cords

When you out there

[Chorus]

[Verse 3: Bushwick Bill]

Some where out there, a remnants of Bushwick

My mind loads clips, at your block and leave you stuck bitch

A psychopath, with a clasp and a black ski mask

Leave you in body bags, for a news flash

I might be small, but I got big balls

Write my name on the wall, with bloodstains after the brawl

Evil thoughts, run deep in my brain, I'm sick and deranged

So picture the pain, flowing in my veins

Yeah I'm sick, I'm sicker then Hitler

My gat spit streak motherfucking forbidden scriptures

Niggaz run from a gun, forgetting they can't

I drag a Mossberg, cause it won't fit in my pants

I run up in your ride, it's parked and, it's darken

Jump out your glove compartment, sparking

The shit that I do, make many faint

Dead saint, turn your blood into candy paint

[Chorus]

Psypher '17 (Juggalo Love) lyrics - Insane Clown Posse (feat. Ouija Macc, Lyte & Big Hoodoo)

[Lyte:]

One fucking question: tell me, where my Juggalos at

This life is a blessing thank God that I chose rap

Wicked clowns in your town know that the shows packed

Down 'til I'm in the ground everybody knows that

Fill 'em when I get it so you better get the medic

I'm about to blow motherfuckers wig back - dig that

Breaking ya bones like a twig- crack

Put it in the box like a Big Mac run and tell the pigs that

I said "Fuck the police til I'm dead!"

At least I'm a beast in my head

I'm violent 'cause a riot, now bye Fed!

I'm all in you, fallin' and ballin' like west group

Really never had money, never got a checkbook

Stress took away 'cause I got it down dead rook

Know that I'm fresh loose, leavin' the rest shook

Higher and higher and this flow she die for

And I know this hydro that I blow is fire

Just like a pyro, so check out my bio

I'm horned like a rhino and women admire

Young lizzle, hotter than the sun sizzle

'Bout to do my thug dizzle, 'bout to blow up like scud missle

Psychopathic hearthrob heart guy- I could make a tongue drizzle

Thats official. Professional juggalo prolo

Fuck on my team, that's a no-no

Respect that logo

This show, ho, what I stand fo'

Psychopathic Records my fam-o

Better watch, I'm about to eat ammo

Cause I am the Juggalo Rambo

Underground down, like a manhole

The mainstream cannot handle

I got shit for brains, I'm switching lanes

With the hatchet man sticker on that Lambo

Goin' HAM, bro, party 'til the bar closed

Car loads of hoes get swiped like barcodes

Bottle full of narcos up on the ceiling at Harpos

Only at our shows

I'm a rockstar slash monstar

I know I'm goin' fuckin' high star

I got a show to wreck, psychopathic soul to check

Your city I'ma bop hard

Then I stun a motherfucker, you ain't even gotta wonder

I'mma hit you with that thunder, I'm Godzilla!

Fuck you, my squad reala

Deep past that mob killa

Voodoo, Clay, Shaggs, J, Lyte and that ninja Ouija

Its all over, never weepy

Say at the door when you see me

Fuck the TV, the radio, this only for a select few

The only way I'll ever bury this hatchet is deep in your neck when I end you

[Violent J:]

Throw up your sign, blow up your nine

Paw, pap, click, pop!

Skull, cap, spit, slop!

Fall back, click, chop!

All that, slick, hot!

Draw, gat, kick, drop!

Jaw, jack, get shot!

Sword play and quick stomp!

It seems the demon lives deep inside of me

Crying, it's dyin' to kill, kill, kill

Deep in my heart, it's the oddity part

Please, slaughter me, I'm promising I'd oughta be killed

Throbbing, my arteries, always it startles me

Sure to bring murder and kill, kill, kill

Gotta be outta me, shock or lobotomy!

I can't take this out of me, I wanna be killed

What's Juggalo love if you're not a Juggalo

And you got a lotta bullshit, a whole lotta ho shit

Nobody know that ya owe shit

On a whole lotta old shit, got a whole lot of bullshit

Kinda wanna throw shit, kinda wanna throat slit

Kinda wanna go get a four fifth and hold it

Load it, run up in sauna and explode it

Down the road into a Benihana and unload it

[*gunshot*] Oh shit, you so lit

Blow shit in half and laugh, they don't know shit

Smoke shit, go kid, full clip

Wall of glass, you broke it, dope shit

Hocus pocus, need to focus

Though, don't blow this please

Triggers squeezing, chokin'

On these enemies croaking, bleeding, soaking

Greedy wipe up, weedy tokin'

Screaming "heed the viper!"

In deep, preoccupied and hyper

Need it but fails, scope in a sniper

Who proceeded to open fire, BLAOW!

Now he need a diaper

We bleed for the fam, ain't right for you

[?] Psypher do

We fat chicks, hicks, black dicks, clits

Psychics, bikers, dykers, fags

Slackers, crackers, junkies, druggies

Thugs, scrubs, rubber necks and hags

Slugs, hackers, bums, lackers

Winners, sinners, tweekers, drag queens

Richies, bitches, geezers, kiddies

Jerks, experts, fats flirts and gypsies

With ADD, HIV, Hep C

Epilepsy, asthma, stress and zits

Arthritis, meningitis

Crones, herpes, scabies and bitch tits

We movers, shakers, plumbers, painters

Undertakers, pizza makers

Lumberjacks, nuns for crack

Some get slapped and stumble back!

But we real to each other, bust 'em up, bust 'em up

Slug 'em up, slug 'em up, buck 'em up, buck 'em up

And we die for each other, gag 'em up, gag 'em up

Slug 'em up, slug 'em up, bag 'em up, bag 'em up

Ride 'em out, ride 'em out, take 'em out, take 'em out

Drag 'em out, drag 'em out, break it out, break it out

Chop it up, chop it up, risk stacks

Lop it up, drop it in fish snacks

[Big Hoodoo:]

My flows paint a portrait

Vividly, heaven's gate

My homeboys is insane

Literally Leather Face

I spit pure cocaine

Let it mentally resonate

It starts to sink in

Watch you physically levitate

Juggalo love and it's universal

My style's authentic and my words are hurtful

Truth when I give it, no gimmick, raw with it

All in it, y'all get it real fucking with the famo

Kush, cocaine, and gang load of ammo

Is all I keep on me, please don't sleep on me

Underground overlord, combat is my sport

Front line in a war, they ain't really ready for it

I'm rolling deep with fam

Loadin' up the yeapa

Niggas curl up when the Reaper comes

Start yellin' like Chewbacca

Hoodoo suited up and dressed to kill

I ain't nothing but a mobster

I go hard for the Juggalo nation

Spit in a face if anybody wanna say somethin' otherwise

Ride high when I fly by with my guys

All to so hell 'boutta break loose

Show you how to make moves like a double O G

From the hood, low key

Everybody know me I've been getting my grind on

Detroit had my back way before I signed on

I've got the whole city down ready to ride on

With Juggalo love everybody can vibe on (Vibe on)

[Shaggy 2 Dope:]

It's Juggalo love 'cause that shit lasts

Every other love was shut off

Disagree? Fuck your bitch ass

You can fuck the fucking fuck the fuck off

You lick balls and your kid's soft

I'll sock your whole head bald, wig off

Rock your lid off, get hip tossed

Get lost and get kicked in your lip gloss

I ticked off a hick named Hoss that I ripped off

My bitch-made boss to the quick wash

The dick payed raw, so I lipped off

Switchblade to his jaw, made his shit fall

Quick, I dipped in his whip and zipped off

I kick balls and slit pussy lip walls

You told me to get lost, 'cause I get sauce

And fucked this girl in the butt 'til my dick soft

She like dick sauce, her clit's soft, man

So she get tossed, then shit can

Tried to beat it up and lost, the chick boss

Left in my drawers backwards, criss cross

(Jump!) Get the wig wash, to a stick gloss

Dope, black, fat, Rick Ross

My shit [?], big costs

So cold [?] my shit frosts

Straight to the chop chop, nope, never got pop

Juggalo love, move anything you got, hot

My brother [?] we down, he'd clown

Always gonna be around, D town beat down

Juggalo love any time you hear the beat pound

Everyday we put our feet down to the street sound

From Guantanamo Bay to Greek town

It's Juggalo love, but I won't turn your freak down

[Legz Diamond:]

"And now, ladies and gentlemen, from the label that runs beneath the streets, we present to you, the latest and greatest hatchet man, from the trash fires of Detroit, Murderous, by way of Sin City, Las Vegas, Ouija"

[Ouija Macc:]

Ay, hold up

Coming up in the bitch swangin'

Leaving ya fucking head rangin'

Hey wait, Hatchet man hangin'

All on my necc and that motherfuccer blangin'

Pull up or shut the fucc up 'cause you know that you busters ain't finna do nothing

Couple of holes in your face and I'm lighting your fuckin' ass up like a pumpkin

Technically, that is a vegetable, now you are no longer able to function

Kicking that baby spit I wonder who dick you been sucking

Thinking it's gravy bitch I got that biscuit and I'm dumping (Boom)

Bunch of killers in the function

Pile of haters in the dungeon

Holy shit we 'bout to crush em'

You fucking stupid if you thought we wasn't

Lyte with me bout to rush em'

Kill em' all end of discussion

Suckers claiming what they ain't

Leave em' dripping like some paint

I ain't even gotta rap

I was waiting for the shank

Taking wicked shit back

Y'all been making that shit fake

Sneak dissing little bitches

We ain't nibblin' the bait

Pop off and get knocked off ya nose chopped off of yo face

Hop off in that moth coffin, your broad offer me brace

Who in the fuck did you thought it was

Living the bottom of every murderer

Ouija the goblin the demon the gurgler

Thought they were burglar they never heard of her

Creature like me I'm unheard of

Jump on a track like a hurdler

Foreign bitch in a chopper

Sin city baby burn it up

They found a third of the bitch that I killed in the woods

But they never discovered the cabin

I got your bitch in the cabin

She off a bean and she laughing

Next day you blowing my phone up

Asking me what the fucc happened

Sorry fell off of the wagon

Right into the medicine cabinet

Comet with a come up bullshit but I'm crushing every fuckin' thing in front of me

My moment has arrived

Duck and I slide

Juggalo love on my side

That shit ain't ever gon' die

Run up on me and my posse we gon' see

What's poppin' when I let my chopper decide

Bullets collide

Crumble your skeleton, blood into gelatin

Who wanna die

Better hope all y'all hear this shit

Ouija Macc came here to peel this shit

Never been shot but I drilled this shit

Zipped the body bag up when I kill this shit

For the knockoff brand trying to steal that shit

For the mainstream trying to conceal that shit

Frontin' on me you a stale ass bitch

You gonna ask yourself why you did that shit

No implants this some real ass shit

The whole gang in the game bout to spill this shit

People in the back won't miss this shit

Like the blind do braille you can feel this shit

Sure need some barbed-wire to rip this shit

Fatality mode let me finish it

Never forget who the family is

And the place you discovered the wicked shit

[Outro:]

I just wanna celebrate ('Cause Juggalos don't die!)

I just wanna celebrate (Cause we seventeenin'!)

I just wanna celebrate ('Cause Juggalos don't die!)

I just wanna celebrate (Yeah, motherfucker!)

Ay, ay, you bitter, we glitter

Quit pressin' albums up, you shouldn't litter

Yeah, straight wicked shit spitters

Juggalo for life, no quitters

Red Moon Howl lyrics - Insane Clown Posse

Every so often the blood red moon rises

This means big surprises

Cats can feel it, they fight with each other

Psychopaths emerge and strangle their mother

People are high without dope in their system

Miscellaneous violence you could list 'em

The suicide rate on these nights quadruples

And wolves howl with dilated pupils

But these blood red moon nights get worse

When they happen to fall on October 31st

Like tonight I'm a grown man I should be home

Handing out gumballs, but I'm all in the zone

I want to murder somebody with a dull butter knife

I want to run wild and let go of my life

I'm sweatin', twitchin', I've gotta do something soon

Howl at the moon!

Tell me! Tell me! Tell me!

Are you talking to the moon or something?

Tell me! Tell me! Tell me!

Are you talking to the moon or something?

Tell me! Tell me! Tell me!

Are you talking to the moon or something?

Tell me! Tell me! Tell me!

Are you talking to the moon

I want to bask and soak it in, all the precious moonlight

Tonight it's bloody red it's got me feelin' alright

On top of that it's Halloween, the world is filled up with fright

I wanna reach the highest point so I can howl tonight

I don't even like Halloween! Fuck off me!

I ain't giving out licorice and toffee

But tonight is different, I'm feeling frisky

Kind of like I drank a whole bottle of whiskey

I look in the sky and the moon is bleeding

Got me thinkin' I'm some kind of heathen

I grabbed the hammer out of my tool box

And slipped out the back door wearing my socks

In the light of the red moon I hopped some fences

Wearing a Jason mask from Spencer's

I'm tempted to enter a home and slaughter

Kill this old man and choke his daughter

How do I fight this evil urge?

A red moon Halloween means it's time to purge

I stand there in a field with the moon above me

And howl because it's so lovely

Tell me! Tell me! Tell me!

Are you talking to the moon or something?

Tell me! Tell me! Tell me!

Are you talking to the moon or something?

Tell me! Tell me! Tell me!

Are you talking to the moon or something?

Tell me! Tell me! Tell me!

Are you talking to the moon

I want to bask and soak it in, all the precious moonlight

Tonight it's bloody red it's got me feelin' alright

On top of that it's Halloween, the world is filled up with fright

I wanna reach the highest point so I can howl tonight

I climb up this house carefully and slow

Once on top I'm under the moon's glow

I climb the chimney to the highest peak

And howl, try not to shriek

I climb a tree to its highest branch

The higher I go, the moon advance

I'm on the tippy top next to an owl

Peel out of my shirt and howl

If I don't howl blood will spill

I climb this building or I will kill

To the top I stand up on the air duct

Aand start to howl, as off I jump

I scale this tower totally naked

The urge to kill, I just can't shake it

I reach the top, the moon is passing

I start to howl and jump off laughing

I want to bask and soak it in, all the precious moonlight

Tonight it's bloody red it's got me feelin' alright

On top of that it's Halloween, the world is filled up with fright

I wanna reach the highest point so I can howl tonight

Sally McNally lyrics - Insane Clown Posse

"Last year, detective Dick Lubanus of Tallahassee Florida's Cold Case Unit dove into the 1988 murder of Sally McGuinness, who went missing after a night on the town. Three weeks later, her body was discovered, beheaded, in a wooden ravine, just two miles from home. Would DNA technology unavailable at the time of the murder finally reveal who was responsible for this heinous crime?"

The sick dude waits, looming. She enters the room to doom

He makes her get nude. The dick rapes her

And then takes and consumes a full broomstick up her butt

No bullshit, he duct tapes it shut

His dick skeets, she's deceased, at least at peace

He retrieves meat freezer keys

And opens it to a cold breeze, throws her in

Frozen, no degrees, so he'll have more when he please

"Don't miss Darkness Falls, Thursday night, the ID track"

It was a muggy midnight lightning storm (Lightning storm)

Bored with my wife, my penis wouldn't perform (The norm)

Stretched out on my couch, it happened to me (Happened to me)

Her story appeared on the channel ID, Murder TV

How quick she ripped and tore out my whole heart was a trip

Her picture crushed my soul down then sucked it right out through my dick (Loogie spit)

Her hair bouffant, eyeliner all heavy and smudged (And smudged)

Told me she was a head banging hair metal true 80's slut

Re-enactment dramatics

Bullshit tactics

Only two real pics of you?

One from '86, the other Christmas '82

You still split this wig, boo, couldn't hack it

Feathered hairdo, and leather jacket

Hot rock babe, too blurry old pics

Shown quick, left me with a furry swol dick

You're not just some dumb dead bitch from the past to me

Speaking that shit is blasphemy

Wait, keep that dead girl. She's beautiful

Since I seen you on that murder show, dreams keep comin' back (Keep comin' back)

I dream you're not from back then, you're from right now, in fact (Not wack)

We're roasting smores, then comes the big reality check

We leaned to kiss, then your head falls right into flames, rolls off your neck

Why did that fucker have to kill you so cold? (Kill you so cold)

Why are you from the 80's if you never got whacked? (You still be [?])

That re-enactment of your death was a shame

You can't replicate sweet dead Sally McNally, pal, you learn

Who was she? Tell me anything! She looked like a stoner, drinkin', probably headbanged!

Her crime doc, for me, meant a strange life change

Content, for my wife, estrangement

Feeling a little deranged and bent

I set myself down to Sally's killer's arraignment

Now my ass down to Tallahassee

Found the gala quite classy. I'm in a suit and tie

I had to shoot the guy in the back. Quick, I dashed

He's dead now, with the devil's dick in his ass

Broad daylight, I'm graveyard shoveling

You don't give a fuck with the love I'm in, no

I'm Dig Dug, boo. Let's get you a bub

I'ma sleep with your boney bones and give 'em love

I hope that miss McNally is coming mummified

You feel me, Sally boo? Give me something I can ride

If we super lucky, it'll be a hole there

A hole anywhere. Fuck, I don't care. I'm trying to go there

Bitch, at least give me something to hump in

Just a clumpin', a fuckin' lump or something

Damn. All bones. Just like my life. All bones

I wish there was more left of you than just bones (Than just bones)

As you and you killer in that poor room like I did won't bring you home

If you'd have had a daughter, that'd be the bomb

I'd be a wang-a-tang-a-bangin' that bad bitch out backward, picturing her mom

I'm back home. I guess I'll never get with ya

Sweet dead metal head, I'll never forget ya

Sally McNally, not just another dead name

A dead face, and reference to a case, then erased

No, baby, rewind, baby, be mine

I like your hairdo. Let me get near you

So, you met with disaster. No one has to know

Me and you, let's right a brand new forevermo'

Let me hear your laughter, a little gigglin'

Baby, live again. Let's get them titties jigglin'

You ain't a dead bitch. You're just dead wrong

Or maybe dead dumb if you ain't headstrong

You only die when you've given up. Try gettin' up

Who gives a fuck? Fly around and live it up

How real are you? Feelin' part two?

Three, four, five, six, bitch? Start to

Let's mix, switch autofix, quick

Fix all those chicks, give 'em pole dicks

Dead in '88, I said, "lady, wait"

You made it through to '92, I'm remindin' you

Hard on the dillas, billion dollar billas

Resurrectin' like Shangri-La pillas

So dead that dead talk, dead is '85

Born again, arive, how about a tenant drive?

665 round trip, you bare to dip

And don't forget, shit's over in a blip

"That's all you get, bitches! My bag is empty, just like your skulls! What the fuck are you still here for? Get the fuck out of my beautiful, flawless, rotting, dead face! Ah ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha! Goodbye, shitty-bitch shit heads! Hope you enjoyed playing with the poop! You still here? How about I kiss your lips good with the blade of my axe? Oh shit! The dimension is folding again! Ah!"

Santa Killas lyrics - Insane Clown Posse

"Hey, it's Christmas. It's Christmas in Detroit, we got a special

Christmas treat. We got Mike Clark on this shit, he's finna rap

And we got Fink from the eastside. Oh, and we also got 2 Dope."

It's the holiday season, snow on the ground

Candy canes, cookies sprinkle the town

Everyone's jolly, happy, and merry

The dead sing carols in the cemetery

I went up to the mall to meet a Santa Claus

"Why you wanna meet the Santa Claus?"

Just because he's a star and I wanna get his autograph

"Did you meet the fat bastard?"

You don't know the half

So I'm waitin in the line with my pad and pen

I finally got up to the bitch and he had a grin

He said that he watches me and I'm a disgrace

So I reach for the nine and shot him in his spine

All the kiddies runnin, screamin and cryin

Santa ain't breathin, I think that he's dying

He's trying to move so I boot him in his grill

Ahh, bitch should've known about the Santa Claus killa

Santa Claus I'm comin, I'm comin, I'm comin

The Santa Claus Killaz

Santa Claus I'm comin, I'm comin, I'm comin

The Santa Claus Killaz

Santa Claus I'm comin, I'm comin, I'm comin

The Santa Claus Killaz

Santa Claus I'm comin, I'm comin, I'm comin

The Santa Claus Killaz

I'm a Santa Claus killa

Bitch what the fuck you know about?

You knowin nothin

So fuck turkey and stuffing!

I drink a straight forty

Fuck that shitty eggnog

Cause I'm a wicked clown down straight freak dog

I gets paid, I'm picking up the G shit

And Santa Claus ain't never brought me shit

The fat slop doesn't buy my bread and milk

So don't come around bitch and get your cap peeled

I'm Mike Clark

I'm creeping through Clark Park

In a 1981 Sky Lark

And it's dusted, dented and rusted

Don't look or get your lips busted

Santa Claus won't bring me a BM

So I'm gonna choke that bitch when I see him

MC Detroit Big Wheeler

But on Christmas Eve I'm a Santa Claus killa

"Oh, I'm so lonely around Christmas, I miss Santa Claus

He won't come to my house, I wonder if he's scared

But that's okay, because if he won't come to me, I'll come to him

Santa I'm coming to see you. Merry Christmas."

It's Christmas Eve

Another time to deceive

Got another trick up my sleeve

He won't leave

I just wait tick tock ticky

Somebody tell me where the fuck is Saint Nickie

Nick, you prick, you north pole hick

Bitch ass sap, what the fuck is that? (huh)

Sounds like Rudolph and the whole clique

(It's time for some down with the clown G shit)

I hear the fat bitch in the chimney

Spark up the matches

Fire catches

And I burnt that MOTHAFUCKA UP

"Ho, ho... wha... wha... what the fuck!"

Cook his ass with a crackling sound

Watch as the ash comes juggling down

I smoke them bones and I get much illa

Fink the Eastside G

The Santa Claus killa

Santa Claus I'm comin, I'm comin, I'm comin

The Santa Claus Killaz

Santa Claus I'm comin, I'm comin, I'm comin

The Santa Claus Killaz

Santa Claus I'm comin, I'm comin, I'm comin

The Santa Claus Killaz

Santa Claus I'm comin, I'm comin, I'm comin

The Santa Claus Killaz

One last murder, I gets deadly

Sit back children, check the medley

It's cold out, I could give a fuck less

Cause I'm waitin on a bitch in a red dress

A fat bitch with a big white beard

Strapped with a big lead pipe I'm geared

I hear bells, jing-a-ling-ding, jing-ting-ling-ding-a-ling

That's the sound, the dead man hear

The dead man hear when death is near

I'm like Damn! Take my pipe and say fuck it

Whip and lug it

Straight to the nugget

Out cold in a flash, a dash

Then I pushed his ass off the ROOF and straight jacked the sleigh ha!

The ghetto's payday from the Santa Claus killa

Santa Claus I'm comin, I'm comin, I'm comin

The Santa Claus Killaz

Santa Claus I'm comin, I'm comin, I'm comin

The Santa Claus Killaz

Santa Claus I'm comin, I'm comin, I'm comin

The Santa Claus Killaz

Santa Claus I'm comin, I'm comin, I'm comin

The Santa Claus Killaz

Saucey lyrics - Insane Clown Posse

I stepped on stage and tore that shit up

Blow that shit up, get lit up

I'm up in the bar, underground rap star

I don't sing like a bitch, I don't slam a guitar

I'm 2 Dope, drunk as fuck, a straight ten

Bitches get dicked down, nut on, and spanked

Lean back, spent, I don't blow [?]

I piss on other proof, that's all that I need

I smoke bits of vodka, wetting my whistle

I'm drunk as fuck again, waving my pistol

You scared of me, I be the S2D

With the "SV" on my chest, woo wee

Who wanna get fucked up with me? Straight shots

Got a little brave, stood up and god popped

I knock hoes out when I'm up in the club

My bad, bitch, come on, it's all love

Pour it up and gulp it down

Order up another round

We saucy, get saucy

So saucy, real saucy (I drink to that!)

Pour it up and gulp it down

Order up another round

We saucy, get saucy

So saucy, real saucy (Let's drink to that!)

I stopped the car and stepped out with a bottle of Pooka

In the streets with my pants off, waving a Ruger

I'm fucked up though, yo, I'm all the way live

Every speed limit sign says a hundred and five

White Castles and Jägerbombs for breakfast, startin' off my day

Any other way is soft and gay

I fuckin' love my homies, man, I mean it, I really do

That ain't just the brew either, dude

I'm fuckin' pissed off though, man, fuck this bullshit

And if you think I'm drunk either, bitch, you don't know shit

I'm passed out on a lawn chair on someone's front porch

Sun beamin' on my face like a blow torch

My piss in the morning shoots harder than a fire hose

I aim for the sky. Where is blows, it goes

Fuck y'all idiots laughing at my

'Cause I was drunk, but I spit this masterpiece

Pour it up and gulp it down

Order up another round

We saucy, get saucy

So saucy, real saucy (I drink to that!)

Pour it up and gulp it down

Order up another round

We saucy, get saucy

So saucy, real saucy (Let's drink to that!)

One minute I'm dancin', next minute I'm fightin'

I'm locked in a choke hold, hoes scratchin' and bitin'

They throwin' me out, I'm too dang drunk

I'm screamin, "That's right! What the fuck you thunk?" (Punk!)

Bitch shake it, another drink, make it

I paint my face so it's no mistakin'

Who the fuck I be, alcohol by the pound

Double fistin' 40 bottles and smashin' 'em down

Bitch, I thought you owed me some money or somethin'

Hit me with a ten spot, so I can hit me with a hen spot

Tip the bitch, nah, I trip the bitch

They throw me out in the ally, but I pay no tally

I'm a homeless drunk, a boneless drunk

Beat me with pipes and bats all you want

It don't matter, off to jail goes the big drinker

On the back of the cop car, an SV sticker

Pour it up and gulp it down

Order up another round

We saucy, get saucy

So saucy, real saucy (I drink to that!)

Pour it up and gulp it down

Order up another round

We saucy, get saucy

So saucy, real saucy (Let's drink to that!)

Pour it up and gulp it down

Order up another round

We saucy, get saucy

So saucy, real saucy (I drink to that!)

Pour it up and gulp it down

Order up another round

We saucy