Bite Night lyrics - Insane Clown Posse

Evil, evil, evil, evil, evil, evil, evil, evil

Try and run and try and get away

It's futile, it won't work that way

I want your neck, gotta have necks

Hear your pulse thump, see your neck flex

Better than sex, teeth on flesh

You kick and stomp, the bite comes next

Blood drips down chest, my jaw don't rest

'Til my teeth connect and my chin wet

Say your prayers, hope I don't show up

[?] with your throat tore up

You're saying, "What the fuck, Shaggs? Please hold up"

The crime scene I leave making folks throw up

If it's blood in a bottle, I say pour up

Best believe sho'nuff I bite from the floor up

Now what if I told you it's old Hallows' Eve

Now what if I told you bitch you cannot leave

And what if you knew now evil is real

And your neck about to know just how my fangs feel

Try and run and try and get away

It's futile, it won't work that way (It's bite night)

(Bite, bite, bite, bite your neck, bite, bite, bite, bite your neck)

Try and run and try and flex your cross

(Bite, bite, bite, bite your neck, bite, bite, bite, bite your neck)

It's futile, your battle is lost (It's bite night)

My bloodline's strong, my canines long

I raise the dead from dusk 'til dawn

Corpses on lawn sing vampire songs

I bite and stab, of right and wrongs

Your life's prolonged, your soul is gone

Hell's grip is strong, it's where you belong

My jaw like a bear trap, you say, "Oh no"

Then you come to realize you age no mo'

You need blood from the rich or from a hobo

Morals out the do', murder's no longer no go

All of the shit kinda sound loco

You're in the undead now, into the night you go

Now what if I told you it's old Hallows' Eve

Now what if I told you bitch you cannot leave

And what if you knew now evil is real

And somebody 'bout to know just how your fangs feel

Try and run and try and get away

It's futile, it won't work that way (It's bite night)

(Bite, bite, bite, bite your neck, bite, bite, bite, bite your neck)

Try and run and try and flex your cross

(Bite, bite, bite, bite your neck, bite, bite, bite, bite your neck)

It's futile, your battle is lost (It's bite night)

(Bite, bite, bite, bite your neck, bite, bite, bite, bite your neck)

Try and run and try and get away

(Bite, bite, bite, bite your neck, bite, bite, bite, bite your neck)

It's futile, it won't work that way (It's bite night)

(Bite, bite, bite, bite your neck, bite, bite, bite, bite your neck)

Try and run and try and flex your cross (Bite night)

(Bite, bite, bite, bite your neck, bite, bite, bite, bite your neck)

It's futile, your battle is lost (It's bite night)

Evil, evil, evil, evil, evil, evil, evil, evil

Evil, evil, evil, evil, evil, evil, evil, evil (It's bite night)

Blood Red Rum lyrics - Insane Clown Posse

"Kid, ay, hey kid. Kid! What's in the bag, huh?!"

It's Halloween in the murder city

Halloween in the murder city

It's cold outside (It's gettin' cold outside)

It's Halloween in the murder city

We're gettin' cold outside

We're gettin' cold outside

Hold hands with me and let me show you

How dark dark can be (In the murder city, it's wicked)

If you take hands with me, I will show you

How dark dark can be (In the murder city, it's wicked)

Tricks, treats, and murderous fun

A Hallowicked Halloween and all the blood red rum

Tricks, treats, and murderous fun

A Hallowicked Halloween and all the blood red rum

"Drop the bags and get the fuck up!"

It's Halloween in the murder city

Halloween in the murder city

It's dark outside (It's gettin' dark outside)

It's Halloween in the murder city

It's fuckin' dark outside

It's fuckin' dark outside

Hold hands with me and let me show you

How deep fear can go (In the murder city, it's wicked)

If you'll take hands with me, I will show you

How deep fear can go (In the murder city, it's wicked)

Tricks, treats, and murderous fun

A Hallowicked Halloween and all the blood red rum

Tricks, treats, and murderous fun

A Hallowicked Halloween and all the blood red rum

"Give you a treat? Bitch? Gimme that bag!"

Watch out, it's Halloween in the murder city

Some people get real pretty

For the candy bars

Snatchin' little kids up in they cars

People wear their masks

It's like, who to trust? People sip they flasks

And who to bust? People movin' through the night in the dash

People disappearin' into the dust

Hold hands with me and let us toast to the

Blood red rum (In the murder city, it's wicked) Blood red rum

If you'll hold hands with me, we can toast to the

Blood red rum (In the murder city, it's wicked)

Tricks, treats, and murderous fun

A Hallowicked Halloween and all the blood red rum

Tricks, treats, and murderous fun

A Hallowicked Halloween and all the blood red rum

"Drop the bags and get the fuck off my porch!"

It's Halloween in the murder city

Halloween in the murder city

Blood red rum

It's Halloween in the murder city

Blood red rum

Bloody lyrics - Insane Clown Posse

Ah, ah

Schizophrenia, ah (Woo!)

Paranoia, ah

Bloody

In my darkest room (So dark)

Wet and sticky

Clumps of icky

Blood (Blood, blood)

Blood (Blood, blood, blood)

Streams are dripping

Got me tripping

And I hope that she's still breathing

And comes back to life

’Cause this hunter's knife I'm wielding

Is stuck in her side

And if she dies

I’ll be bloody

And be all alone (All alone)

Her face I smothered

Walls are covered

In blood (Blood)

Blood (Blood, blood, so much blood)

Splattered ceiling

Drips I'm feeling

As they come falling upon us

On my forehead

Hoping more will join us

Like her mom and dad

I would be so glad

I'm in an old beat up white van, no windows

Beware, suburbia, me here to murder ya

My occupation: One, sock your face in

Two, strangulation. Three, decapitation

Full days spent torture in my basement

Decoration, order placement

I once kidnapped a fat hooker, later [?]

Buzz her up, give me more, doesn't help anymore

I hope the bloodshed on me

Don't wash off and stays

And I hope to have this feeling

Kill the pain, cut her veins

Steal her rings, mash her brains

'Til the blood sprays all over my face

Blood sprays all over my face

Blood sprays all over my face

Blood sprays all over my face

Blood sprays all over my face

Blood sprays all over my face

Blood sprays all over my face

Blood sprays all over my face

Blood sprays all over my face

Cemetary Girl lyrics - Insane Clown Posse

"Tonight, tonight, we gather the dead. (tonight, tonight)

Tonight, tonight, off with your head."

You'll never guess what's up

You'll never guess what's up

You'll never guess what's up

You'll never guess what's up

You'll never guess what's up

You'll never guess what's up

You'll never guess what's up

My muckin' head blew up

She was lovely, long hair, short, nice booty, though

So at the funeral, it made me cry, I want to die

I cannot lie, I couldn't sleep but not a wink

I only think about my lady, I miss my baby

I need her by my side, to hold me, to squeeze me

I still have pictures, but all they do is tease me

I see my therapist, she only tells me I'm in trouble

I want my baby back, so now I pack a shovel

And while I'm digging, it's awfully dark and kind of muddy

Don't dig too fast or too deep, things could get bloody

I watch my digging, I hit the top of baby's coffin

I'm thinking, well, she's better off inside if she died

Nah, she needs me, I can tell my baby wants me

'Cause every night at 2: 15, my baby haunts me

I pry it open, the odor hits me, there she is

I lean down to give her a kiss because I need a...

Girl that make me happy, a girl that make me cry

A girl that passed away back in 1985

A girl I plan to marry, a girl I plan to wed

A girl that I can choke because my baby is already dead

Cemetery lady, my cemetery girl

Cemetery baby, I want you in my world

Cemetery woman, we can still be down

You're more than just a corpse to a psychopathic clown

Cemetery lady, my cemetery girl

Cemetery baby, I want you in my world

Cemetery woman, we can still be down

You're more than just a corpse to a psychopathic clown

"Fuck yeah, mother fucker!

I don't want no stuck-up little sassy prassy bitch

You know what I'm saying?

I want me a cold stanky bitch

So bring it on, dead momma!"

She's as lovely as always, my baby hasn't changed

Except for the hole that's in her forehead, you can see her brains

Nevertheless, our love is still forever true

Her eyes have withered, her skin has now a tint of blue

My baby's dusty and dirty, and wrinkled clothes

And now I notice, the maggots chewed off all her toes

The earth has been rather cruel to my darling sugar

Is that a bug upon her face? Oh, it's just a booger

I lean her head back to kiss her cracking lips

And then her neck cracks, also does her hips

I must be gentle, my baby girl's a little rusty

A little dusty, but most of all, a little musty

I notice not, we lay together on the lawn

We lay 'til dawn, I notice her left eye is gone

We said goodbye and everything turned out alright

I'll see you again tomorrow night, because I need a...

Girl that make me happy, a girl that make me cry

A girl that passed away back in 1985

A girl I plan to marry, a girl I plan to wed

A girl that I can choke because my baby is already dead

Cemetery lady, my cemetery girl

Cemetery baby, I want you in my world

Cemetery woman, we can still be down

You're more than just a corpse to a psychopathic clown

Cemetery lady, my cemetery girl

Cemetery baby, I want you in my world

Cemetery woman, we can still be down

You're more than just a corpse to a psychopathic clown

Check it out, bitch!

If you ain't getting no stank, stank

Get your asses shoveling

And dig you up a lil' somthin' somthin'

Them clammy graveyard bitches

They down with the clown!

You'll never guess what's up

You'll never guess what's up

You'll never guess what's up

You'll never guess what's up

You'll never guess what's up

You'll never guess what's up

You'll never guess what's up

My muckin' back blew up

Girl that make me happy, a girl that make me cry

A girl that passed away back in 1985

A girl I plan to marry, a girl I plan to wed

A girl that I can choke because my baby is already dead

Cemetery lady, my cemetery girl

Cemetery baby, I want you in my world

Cemetery woman, we can still be down

You're more than just a corpse to a psychopathic clown

Cemetery lady, my cemetery girl

Cemetery baby, I want you in my world

Cemetery woman, we can still be down

You're more than just a corpse to a psychopathic clown

A girl that make me happy

A girl that make me happy

A girl that make me happy

A girl that make me happy

Cream Filling lyrics - Insane Clown Posse

I love hoes, I love hoes

Hoes, hoes, hoes, hoes

I love hoes that love me, even the ugly ones

Hoes and they panties, sweet than candies

Long titties, walla balla king kong

Titties fat like pumpkins, or little itty bitties

Hoes make me jump up and clap my heels

When they blowin' my balls off and feedin' me meals

I love hoes' smell, cinnamon perfume scents

Jackin' off in your window, see me hoppin' the fence

I love old ladies. They did the most fuckin'

And young hoes fantasize about dick suckin'

I love hungry hoes with crusty toes

Painted up, wet juggalettes, fresh from shows

Give me pig tails, pony tails, tease your shit up

Either way, I nut on your titties and then get up

I love it when hoes get mad, a new side to 'em

It only makes me wanna do 'em. I love hoes

Boo thang

You and that pootang

Make me woo woo, singin'

Bring that goo that spew out my wang

And leave my knees weak

I'm screamin', please freak

You make my meat skeet what you eat

Like a sweet sugar treat, cream fillin'

Hoes take you to court because they diss your dick

They can be scantless, wicked, and sick

I chase hoes. Ho chaser, ho catcher

I'm like a mother fucking blood hound: I smell her and fetch her

I love hoes that fuck outside and ain't scared of it

And always polish your knob because they love it

I love hoes with accents, hoes that's hood rats

Hoes that graduated, top of the stats

I don't fucking care. Middle-aged moms

Young and old hoes are the mother fucking bomb

I love hoes with the artificial hair and boobs

I cut heads off gay poser dudes

Little mama, keep droppin' babies out of your neden

You're the reason we're alive, and ain't nobody forgettin'

Hoes that wash cars, hoes in the rodeo

Circus hoes, I'd love to get a hold of those

Boo thang

You and that pootang

Make me woo woo, singin'

Bring that goo that spew out my wang

And leave my knees weak

I'm screamin', please freak

You make my meat skeet what you eat

Like a sweet sugar treat, cream fillin'

Cuss Words lyrics - Insane Clown Posse (feat. Ouija Macc)

Bitch!

Fuck shit ass whore pussy faggot slut dick cock balls bastard whore dyke clit shit balls ass dyke bitch hole cock slut faggot dyke bitch whore ho skank ho

Tell me

If ever I cussed as much when they bust

With the buzz in a fuss and be such

Could music even be nuts? Would they reap us?

Or style wanna keep us?

Are we dreamingers? Never sleepers?

You'd probably never beep us

Because wouldn't be cuss

Jesus thesis wouldn't reach us

Not not speakers taller than a bleachers (Bitch!)

To each his own

His only bone is to goin' in knowing they critique us

What was only on them sneakers

Now they wanna slap on speakers

Sneak ass, Rikishi ass, that flash back, trash that, I'm past that

For the freaky naked speakers beatin' blast that

You get your ass slapped

We stick our dicks in a mix of chicks all fixed to start some shit up

Soon as we parked, them markets sparkle, bitches' boxes lit up

So get up, fuck shit up, some haters' throats get slit up

They bleeding, belch, and spit up

Soon as it croaks, we tip up

Ching ching ching, shim shimmering shing

Angels bring bling for kings

The best gift they truly ever gave

Jetpack flight through the Everglades

Making fuck down with seven babes

Fresh reunion with Mr. Spade

Chance for retarded kids to get laid

Danny "K" at Coachella, paid (Bitch!)

Cuss words, let 'em roll

Mother fuck shit God damn asshole

Cuss Words let 'em rip

Mother fuck you, damn shit head bitch (Bitch!)

Cuss words, let 'em roll

Mother fuck shit God damn asshole

Cuss Words let 'em rip

Mother fuck you, damn shit head bitch (Bitch!)

Fuck boys doubt us, they girls ('Bout us)

They say fuck us, but they (Bump us)

Haters knock us 'cause they (Jock us)

Bitches hatin' see us (Debating, yeah)

Hey Jack, play something wack

So damn wack, in fact, you wanna smack it back

And like the high on crack, everybody out here

Wanna react and and act like, in fact, it's phat

"I fucks with that," but they know it's wack

Yet they all wanna act like wack is back

I don't get it. Next time we kickin' phat

Fuck them! I'm kicking ass like a hacky sack!

Yeah, girl

I just wanna tell you

From the depths of where my heart used to be

You ain't shit (Bitch!)

Fuck yo bitch, suck my dick

[?]

Plummeting into a dungeon of nothingness

I'm 'bout to suffocate, fearless like Fred Fury

Born a legitimate, born to eliminate

Spirits around me allow me to levitate

Drugs in me sedidate, that's how I meditate

I ain't show up to my funeral, made 'em wait

I got the stain on the game that I gotta make

I know they feeling it

Ouija just killing it

Look what we did with it

Put the sauce on the wicked shit

Y'all should be fucked, shit, bitch, cunt, happy we did this shit

Handzum with a hatchet, talk to my elastics

Psycho with schematic automatic static

Tell me

Where do I start, because swearing's an art

Hatchetman on my heart means I'm wearing the part

We don't care about critics, right there on the charts

It's the spot that we bear, it's declarin' us marred

Everywhere that you go, don't be starin' your mart

They say juggalos hard, and you know that they are

And they know every Card from the second it start

They dissect every secret, they checkin' the arc

You can see my mug in the CDs that you might purchase or pluck right there coat

Or within your [?] was there from the start

Blarin' our music and wearin' our art

Tearin' through duckets and hearin' our heart

We there for a part

Caring the hardest is sharing them Cards

Woo! I might go love pussy like I'm on a hike

I'm lost in the pussy looking for the light

I beat up the pussy like a prison fight

I don't like fat pussy, but I do tonight

I'm fucking your butt if the pussy ain't tight

I burn through pussy like coke in a pipe

Fuckin' your girl's pussy's like rockin' the mic

Shit's pussy, simple as riding a bike

I master cuss words that you ain't even heard of yet (Woo! I'm the nature boy!)

I'm psycho psychotic, I know how a murder get (Bitch!)

I slaughtered a lot of hoes, but never heard of 'lettes (Woo! I'm the nature boy!)

I'm funky and dirty and sick and sleep [?] (Bitch!)

Cuss words, let 'em roll

Mother fuck shit God damn asshole

Cuss Words let 'em rip

Mother fuck you, damn shit head bitch (Bitch!)

Cuss words, let 'em roll

Mother fuck shit God damn asshole

Cuss Words let 'em rip

Mother fuck you, damn shit head bitch (Bitch!)

Fearless Fred Fury don't fucking forgive

Your feelings ain't foolish, you're lucky to live

You need a machine for the heartbeat to give

You'd shit yourself cryin' and droolin' a bib

Fred is no friend of foes

I'm stompin' in your nose

Set fire to your clothes

How come I fuck all your hoes?

Lets oot a couple o's

Knock off some liquor stores

Drink gasoline and smoke

SQUEEZE your neck 'til it's broke

SQUEEZE your neck 'til you croak

Hump her neden until it smoke

'Til her daddy have a stroke

Classic as a Devon hundred spoke (Bitch!)

Own a slab in Roanoke

Plus my pad in Okemos

Got one in Cuba and Aruba and Compton (West Side Loc)

Never let them tell you nope

Know your roll, don't ever hope

Gotta love yourself

If you won't let you love yourself, then just elope

Your career's a stale-ass joke

Cosby won't cuss, but loved to grope

Piss my pants, let my nuts soak

Out my zipper, my dick poke (Yup!)

In London, I'm known as bloke

Clean my bitch booty with soap

Violent J, my fucking loc

Got me a lap dance with the pope (Bitch!)

Cuss words, let 'em roll

Mother fuck shit God damn asshole

Cuss Words let 'em rip

Mother fuck you, damn shit head bitch (Bitch!)

Cuss words, let 'em roll

Mother fuck shit God damn asshole

Cuss Words let 'em rip

Mother fuck you- (Hey! Ha ha! Sing!)

Cuss words, let 'em roll

Mother fuck shit God damn asshole

Cuss Words let 'em rip

Mother fuck you, damn shit head bitch (Bitch!)

Cuss words, let 'em roll

Mother fuck shit God damn asshole

Cuss Words let 'em rip

Mother fuck you, damn shit head bitch (Bitch!)

Bitch!

Yeah yeah yeah yeah!

Woo! Woo! Woo!

Yeah yeah yeah yeah!

Woo! Woo! Woo!

Yeah yeah yeah yeah!

Bitch!

Bitch!

Dead End lyrics - Insane Clown Posse (feat. Ice T)

The underworld watches in horror

As this marks the day that

3 of America's most notorious outlaws

Will be executed for their crimes

Together the states of Michigan and California

Will conduct the executions behind prison walls

The 3 prisoners are set to be executed by 3 separate methods

Electric chair, hanging, and firing squad

Midnight tonight will mark the first execution

Death waits in my cell I can smell him

Somebody tell him that I still breathe, leave

I'm alive I'll never see 25

Yet still I can feel, I'm real

When it all happened I was in the lime light

News, camera, gaven killer stamina

Another year I'm here but forgotten

Skin is rotting feeling old, cold

Motherfucker in a robe gonna sentence me to die in a metal chair

Fizzle my nut hair

Bad enough I'll be dead

Yet I'm tryin to figure out a way

To keep my eyes from poppin out my head

Oh they'll remember my ass

Twitchin, with my eyes drippin down the glass

Shaggy I think they're tryin to start a riot

And then it's Ice T but he don't seem fazed by it

I know the devil's waitin on me

But does God like him playin his role in killin me though

Lock me up until I die maybe

But you can never tell

We might sharing a cell in hell

Cause, my last request was

Let my homies smoke my ashes and catch a Violent J buzz

One more thing before you hit that switch

Please tell my momma that I'm sorry, I never

Dead end no escape from it

Should've thought about that shit before you done it

Why? I, never wanna die

Don't nobody cry for me, it's only murder

Dead end no escape from it

Should've thought about that shit before you done it

Why? I, never wanna die

Don't nobody cry for me, it's only murder

The lights dimmed in my cell block

Cause all the power they got surged into one spot

J's chair hear him screamin, fully loaded

It was funny at first till his head exploded

It's something else for me

Another kill just as wicked

But cheaper on the light bill

It all starts with a thick rope

Make a noose and I'm gone

Stretch out my neck bone

Minutes left I think about my brother

When we was young...

Wait I don't have a brother

What the fuck?

My minds in a tangle

I wish somebody was here that I could strangle

I keep waking up on the floor

Cause I strangle myself but what the fuck for?

Haha starin at the cracks on the walls

Whistlin necks, fidgetin my balls

Kill me it'll still all be the same

Wicked clown Juggalo phantom of the night train

What if I drop, but don't die

Tie weights to my legs

And give it another try

Still coming think of something, I speak

I'm not feelin so hot let's go for it next week

Didn't work, I pulled down my collar

At least they won't be hearin me holla

My neck shut

Dead end no escape from it

Should've thought about that shit before you done it

Why? I, never wanna die

Don't nobody cry for me, it's only murder

Dead end no escape from it

Should've thought about that shit before you done it

Why? I, never wanna die

Don't nobody cry for me, it's only murder

A bit past 1: 30 a.m. now

And the 3rd prisoner slowly makes his way

To the disignated spot on prison grounds

Where he will be executed by way of firing squad

I got seven bitches aiming at me

My backs against the wall

If I only had my strap then I could plug 'em all

Watch 'em fall

But they got my ass tied up behind this wall

So the homies can't ride up

Known killer in fact I killed the most

At random though some of them I planned 'em

Fuck it, I kicked your bucket for you, floor you

Got more guns if there's more of ya

War with the cops no prob

They shouldn't took the job

Blow holes throught they heads like donuts

Grown-ups, kids and girls

Gather round and get gunned down

I do it for the fun of it, adrenaline rush

Coked up quick to bust

Plus I love my dust

Gun son, watch the blood run son

I'm on one, muthafuckas

But check it this time I'll be the one dissected

I can't wait to feel the heat when lead and flesh meets

Bitter sweet baby, I been waiting for this

Go straight to hell kick it with the rest of my clique

Fuck a blindfold I wanna look 'em deep in they eyes

So they can see the fool's face of a dog as he dies

Plus I wanna see the muthafuckas squeeze

I got a hot date with my soul mate

Bust I can't wait

Dead end no escape from it

Should've thought about that shit before you done it

Why? I, never wanna die

Don't nobody cry for me, it's only murder

Dead end no escape from it

Should've thought about that shit before you done it

Why? I, never wanna die

Don't nobody cry for me, it's only murder

Dead end no escape from it

Should've thought about that shit before you done it

Why? I, never wanna die

Don't nobody cry for me, it's only murder

Dead end no escape from it

Should've thought about that shit before you done it

Why? I, never wanna die

Don't nobody cry for me, it's only murder

Devil In Leather lyrics - Insane Clown Posse

Long legs with a short temper

From her wrath there's no escape

Angel's face but a born rebel

Doin' her wrong was my mistake

Strawberry blonde was her hair color

Looks to me like the flames in Hell

She has a twang that she calls Southern

It's Transylvanian as I can tell

I grew attached, but she cut and scratched my soul into pieces

She's a Devil in leather! Punish me!

It gets no better! I don't wanna be free!

She's a Devil in leather! Punish me!

It gets no better! I don't wanna be free!

Claws sturdied with nail polish

She likes stabbin' 'em in my spine

Great head though she failed college

She can lecture me any time

She gots nipples that shoot bullets

'Cause they murder me every night

When downtown she pulls my mullet

And barks at the moon in sheer delight

I grew attached, but she cut and scratched my soul into pieces

She's a Devil in leather! Punish me!

It gets no better! I don't wanna be free!

She's a Devil in leather! Punish me!

It gets no better! I don't wanna be free!

If she's the Devil, I don't wanna go to Heaven! (No, no)

If she's the Devil, then my soul is for sale! (Yeah, yeah)

If she's the Devil, I don't need any confession! (Oh, no)

If she's the Devil, then I wanna burn forever in Hell!

She's a Devil in leather! Punish me!

It gets no better! I don't wanna be free!

She's a Devil in leather! Punish me!

It gets no better! I don't wanna be free!

She's a Devil in leather! Punish me! Punish me, mama!

It gets no better! I don't wanna be free!

She's a Devil in leather! Come and punish me!

It gets no better! I don't wanna be free!

Dirty & Stinkin' (Rock Remix) lyrics - Insane Clown Posse

Ya'll know how I get down...Ya know what I'm sayin'?

Yeah!

Dirty. Detroit! What! Brooklyn Zoo! Yeah! What!

Insane Clown Posse and O.D.B!

Dirty and stinking

Platinum baby, what! Yeah!

Dirty

Yeah, There's a quarter and it's Dirty and Stinkin'

Funkier than Peppy Le'Pue so I was thinkin'

About (What) droppin' this single on the charts (Yeah)

Let'n you know hey the kid has heart

I never deny myself, it's when you dope

But in my last jam, slept on my notes

You thought that I was weak, Huh let me speak

My rhymes come funkier than your grandfather's feet

(Dirty) So listen hear mister don't you ever forget

The rhym'n Dirty, you couldn't even clean if you commit

Or even boring, some try ajax, only mess with the best, 48 tracks (Yo)

I get down with the ason sounds

Lyrics that be flowin' from miles! around

So let the music shut yo' ass up

And throw the upper cut that will make you fall onto yo butt

I wanna get Dirty and I (Dirty) wanna get Stinky

And I (Stinky) ain't goin nowhere till I get

(Till I) get Dirty and Stinkin'

(It's Dirty and It's Stinkin')

I got O.D.B. and I got I.C.P

And I ain't goin' nowhere until I'm Dirty and Stinkin'

(It's Dirty and It's Stinkin')

(Dirty) Let me continue, verse number 2

Style is wild dirty stinky like doo doo

(Get Dirty) If you hangin' around

Hen change yo' mind, It is a bad influence, Yo it's my rhyme

I sit down and I say to myself

Self, Yo are you rated top joe

I drop a single for ya to get a dose of

As I lay back like a pillow on the sofa

You get paid (Yeah right) Bully, Fly

Askin B.G. wha wha wha wha you know me (What!)

(Dirty) Sweet as a hunny bee, taste like a 40

Tick you like oohhwee

Want to drink old english so I speak old english

Ya gotta be dirty and stinkin'

And if it's not, well I guess I'm not

The ASON in my butt , It's Dirty and It's Stinkin'

I wanna get Dirty and I wanna get Stinky

And I ain't goin nowhere till I

(Nowhere, Nowhere) get Dirty and Stinkin'

(It's Dirty and It's Stinkin')

I got O.D.B. and I got I.C.P and I

(What) ain't goin' nowhere until I'm (Yeah! Yeah!) (What)

Dirty and Stinkin'

O Deezy Beezy (Yeah) and I.C.Peezy (Yeah)

Together on this track forever

Sell me, I know my funk be kickin'

Turnin' heads like an eight-foot tropical mud chicken

They fear these juggalo flows

I'm (Dirty) dirty like Osama Bin Laden's toes

I got hatchet love, it decayed in the barn

Chicken chain saw hard

I'm making neighbors uncomfortable

(I wanna get Dirty and) and Take me home and it's late

Don't worry bout the ring in ya tub

It's the clown paint

I.C.P. and O.Dizzle wilin'

Workin' like a fat chicks feet at Kings Island

A whole Source 9 mics, I don't care

I'm a 10 year vet 5 plaque rat millionaire (Yeah)

I wanna get Dirty and I wanna get Stinky Yeah!

And I ain't goin nowhere till I Yeah!

Get Dirty and Stinkin' Yeah!

(It's Dirty and It's Stinkin')

I got O.D.B. and I What? got I.C.P and I

(What) ain't goin' nowhere until I'm (What)

Dirty and Stinkin'

O Deezy Beezy and I.C.Peezy

It's dirty and it's stinkin'

Yeah! Platinum baby, What! What!

ICP and O' Dizzle, whilin'

Dirty

It's dirty and it's stinkin'

Dirty

And stinky

Dirty

Dirty

Dirty and stinky

Evil Is Afraid lyrics - Insane Clown Posse

So you really must think you're something scary

With all that talking in my skull shit

Walking through my wall shit

I slither through the darkness, poking out heartless

Stepping my foot right on the face of death's carcass

I'm shaking up terrors, punching through the mirrors

Snatch a fucking spirit trying to dash up the stairs

Witching necromancer, headless boogie dancer

Haunting evil spirits out and knowing every answer

Not afraid of evil, slap it like mosquitoes

Blowing right up out the dark like a torpedo

Not afraid of any mummies or zombie fucking dummies

Or any fucking Frankensteins trying to run up on me

Vampire in my window, I recognized him though

He turned into a bat, I swat his ass and stomped him on the floor

I'm fucking from the other side, you fuckers run and hide

I don't care you all got polio and you the one that died, bitch

Don't come haunting me, taunting from my tree

'Cause Imma clown that ass and show you how horrid you can be

Go bump in the night

Evil is afraid

Howl in the moonlight

Evil is afraid

I'm Digging up your coffin

Evil is afraid

Rip, gut, claw, bloody

Evil is afraid

A Hallowicked Halloween

Evil is afraid

Witch hunt, Bloody Mary

Evil is afraid

A Hallowicked Halloween

Evil is afraid

Howl in the moonlight

Evil is afraid

So you really must think you're something scary

With all that talking in my skull shit, walking through my wall shit

I caught a ghost in a jar, it's still in my car

You should've seen my homies faces when I showed them at the bar

I'm crawling through my walls, the same place it does

But the light's pitch black, come on bring it bitch! What?

I stare it in its soul, melt it in a bowl

Feed it to my seven cats and neighbor's pitbulls

If it chokes me when I sleep thinking it's unique

It's gonna see some real terror from this horrifying freak

One was in my blender, I lost a couple fingers

In the end it wasn't really there, that's all I can remember

Yes I live alone, begging "Bring it on"

If you fucking think you scaring me, then we won't get along

Go bump in the night

Evil is afraid

Howl in the moonlight

Evil is afraid

I'm Digging up your coffin

Evil is afraid

Rip, gut, claw, bloody

Evil is afraid

A Hallowicked Halloween

Evil is afraid

Witch hunt, Bloody Mary

Evil is afraid

A Hallowicked Halloween

Evil is afraid

Howl in the moonlight

Evil is afraid

I'm not afraid of your bloody body

I don't care that you headless bloody

Fuck a ghost Devil death everybody

Crawling out your grave, they're still muddy

Go bump in the night

Evil is afraid

Howl in the moonlight

Evil is afraid

I'm Digging up your coffin

Evil is afraid

Rip, gut, claw, bloody

Evil is afraid

A Hallowicked Halloween

Evil is afraid

Witch hunt, Bloody Mary

Evil is afraid

A Hallowicked Halloween

Evil is afraid

Howl in the moonlight

Evil is afraid

I'm not afraid of your bloody body

I don't care that you headless bloody

Fuck a ghost Devil death everybody

Crawling out your grave, they're still muddy

Halloween Head lyrics - Insane Clown Posse

Every halloween he emerges

To reek havoc upon the streets of Detroit

Nobody knows what he looks like

Some believes he wears a paper bag on his head

Some believe it's a pumpkin mask

The one thing that they know for sure

Is the blood on his knife is real

He is... Halloween Head

I wait in my cellar as the months pass slowly

So many days and weeks, holy-moly

Sometimes I hear children playing outdoors

Sunlight creeps through the cracky boards

I just wait as the such time thinks perfectly

In a moments it follow up to October thirtally

And then I free the flee of three manic

Into the landscapes, spreadin' my wings and make the land shake

Jump into the black sky and explode

Rain bloody acid, brand new above the all

My body landed, west 35K east

Halloween had a certified beast

Had nothing to our neighbourhood, houses on the [?]

Jump into a swimmingpool to turn the water black

And the move on along, and he treat or tricks

A Halloween Head beat you with a sheet full of bricks

He's crazed death, black as night

He comes around when the shit ain't right

Halloween Head x4

Halloween, ahahahahaha!

As red as blood, a ghostly white

He ate the kids and he know he bites

Halloween Head x4

Halloween, ahahahahaha!

Stop the car! Tokio drift kid

Snatch him up and beat his head off, full gifted

Fuel the car across the finish line first

The kid came in much later, hearse

I stomped on the street, ninjas poop they pants

The poop advance when they scoop a glance

Of Halloween Head, gritty, I ain't nothin' pretty

Peep me, your butt gets shitty, Aha!

I snatch innocent bitches, and then I shake em

And shake em, until they stop moving, I break em

Fuck em, I choke em, I splat them on the wall, splatter!

Bitches don't matter to a Halloween Head

I buried ten men up to their chin

And kick every last one of they face in

Cause it's fun, it's free, it's halloween mean

And I'm a halloween crack fiend

He's crazed death, black as night

He comes around when the shit ain't right

Halloween Head x4

Halloween, ahahahahaha!

As red as blood, a ghostly white

He ate the kids and he know he bites

Halloween Head x4

Halloween, ahahahahaha!

I'm taller than his face on

Better beat on the titty you hoes

Run out of your clothes, kick your dicks in

And serve another fix in

Cut and scratch you hicks, murder mixin'

I impale heads on the sticks, stop starin'

Quick to burn if he forget to turn

I'm on time, brush with line and rat cheese

Please, praise me to my knees and every year it's

Boom motherfucker! Come halloween night

Beat you till the cops come (pop! pop!) pop some

And next stop em dead in their tracks

Call the ambulance, with the dead we dance

There's a witch on a broom with a full moon behind her

Look into the sky, a quick reminder

To wake the dead, let your wings spread

I fall out and fly behind the mighty halloween head

He's crazed death, black as night

He comes around when the shit ain't right

Halloween Head x4

Halloween, ahahahahaha!

As red as blood, a ghostly white

He ate the kids and he know he bites

Halloween Head x4

Halloween, ahahahahaha!

If you're out trick or treatin' this halloween

Don't stay out too late and whatever you do

Don't ask the men with a paperbag on his head for candy

Stay away from everybody wearin' a pumpkin mask

As a matter of fact, stay from anybody who in any way

Resembles the halloween head, by the way

The legend is not just in Detroit

Some believe there's a Halloween Head in every city

Who thinks the goblins and ghouls who haunt the streets

On halloween, give him a license to terrorize and kill

Stay away as far away as you can from Halloween Head

Hangin' Nuts lyrics - Insane Clown Posse

Oh-ee-oh-ee-oh

Oh-ee-oh-ee-oh

When I walk in the room, everybody gets live

Hotties ass, get this anywhere that we can go and hide

They beg to see my balls stretch high and stretch low

Lick your lips on my dick so trick yo yo

Hangin' nuts (Check 'em out, ho)

Hangin' nuts (Yeah, without a doubt, ho)

Hangin' nuts (All in your mouth, ho)

I put the bounce in 'em, check it, check it

Oh-ee-oh-ee-oh

Oh-ee-oh-ee-oh

Let 'em sneak a peak out the bottom leg of my pants

Shit's tricky, gotta watch where I step when I dance

Padded pouches in my jeans sewn down the inner leg

Sack sacks, for your slacks, today (Tuck 'em safely away)

Hangin' nuts (Peep the swang in 'em)

Hangin' nuts (Yeah, slap your face with 'em)

Hangin' nuts (I smack the bitch that bit 'em)

All tangled up and shit (Ah! Ah!)

Hangin' nuts ([?])

Hangin' nuts (No! My toilet water dippin')

Hangin' nuts (Your daughter want the tip in)

I put the bounce in 'em, check it, check it

Oh-ee-oh-ee-oh

Oh-ee-oh-ee-oh

If you like your balls high and tight, get the fuck out my face

'Cause you'll fall up on his anus, how you think them shits taste?

People ask about my nuts, how I stretch 'em so long

I ask 'em how they [?]

With these stretch nuts it lets us double store the best fucks

Sure your neden gets stuffed while my scrotum gets sucked

I fetch sluts with such nuts, scorin' whores, catchin' butts

From Ecuadorian and Dutch to China's finest porn sluts

Hangin' nuts (The crowd bobbin' hoes)

Hangin' nuts (Yeah, a little sloppin' hoes)

Hangin' nuts ([?] hoes)

Snuffaluffagus, Snuffa-what?

Hangin' nuts (Stretch 'em across the street)

Hangin' nuts ([?])

Hangin' nuts (I slowly take a seat)

I put the bounce in 'em, check it, check it

Oh-ee-oh-ee-oh (Yeah, check it, check it, check it, check it)

Oh-ee-oh-ee-oh (Yeah, check it, Snuffaluffagus, Snuffa-what?)

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)

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Murder you! (You) Murder