This Halloween Is Crazy lyrics - Insane Clown Posse

Spooky, spooky - shock wave!

Insane Clowns here to rock your grave

It's Halloween in the city and it's raining pumpkins

Smashing on cars, splatting, thumping

What the hell is going on? Everybody run!

A pumpkin hit me in the melon but I'm having fun

I made a dummy for the front porch, sat him in the chair

Turned around and it was gone like it booked up outta here

(Trick or treat) I gave a little kid a little Heath

He locked onto my arm with red eyes and fang ass teeth

I kicked him off me, he laughed and flew away

But it's Halloween nothing's gonna ruin my day

Every year, ghosts come through the mirror but

This Halloween is crazy!

Something wicked's in the air, more than any other year

Every year there's scary howls from wolves and owls but

This Halloween is crazy!

Something wicked's in the air, more than any other year, I feel it!

Spooky, spooky - I'm scared and wired

A bat flew into my living room and turned into a vampire

Ugh, we smoked a bowl of that fire

On Halloween, a night we all admire!

Everybody's being spooky and shit so I hid

Figured I'd jump out and scare a little kid

I did it, I tried the mean ass gag

But she was strapped with a stun gun and fried my bean bag

Every year, ghosts come through the mirror but

This Halloween is crazy!

Something wicked's in the air, more than any other year

Every year there's scary howls from wolves and owls but

This Halloween is crazy!

Something wicked's in the air, more than any other year, I feel it!

From high in the night sky pumpkins fall

And don't nobody seem to give a fuck at all

They get blasted, get back up and keep trick-or-treating

Pumpkin rain is brutal, these kids could take a beating

Zombies crawling up out of the mud

Three headed thugs, fists covered in blood

I seen a witch fly by on a broom

Pointing and laughing at me, smacked into a tree (boom!)

I'm almost out of candy, the doorbell rang

But nobody was there, then it happened again

I went out and up the back and watched from the roof

It was the dummy I made (what?!) and now I have proof

He's alive, I suicide dive on his ass

And now they duking it out, rolling round on the grass

Everybody gathered around us, under the moonlight

And all chanted these words as they watched the fight

They said...

Spooky, spooky, let's all get stupid

This Halloween is crazy!

(This Halloween is crazy!)

Thug Pit lyrics - Insane Clown Posse (feat. KmK, Esham, Bone Thugs-N-Harmony, Tech N9ne)

Wicked Wonka, baby

Halloween! Hallowicked Wonka!

It's time, just did eighteen months

I brought a bat to a mosh-pit (Well what you do then?)

I split some craniums in half and caved a few in

Before long I'm standing there alone, I shut the party down

For Bone Thugs, Tech N9ne, Kottonmouth and Esham

Incoming, I'm running and dropping them bombs

Still gunning, I'm willing and ready for war

Get down with the clowns from ICP, B-O-N-E and the Kottonmouth Kings

Bring it how we bring it doe for the wicked wonka, Halloween

Smoking hay, hey I'm Violent J hey, we screaming may-day

'Cause Bone and ICP a fucking pay-day, we give away hey

But we already millionare rapper hater slappers

Wicked shit believe it though, we tight like alligator snappers

Don't run dawg, we gun clappers, bitch nigga slappers and ho mackers

City street slicked rappers but better known as wig crackers

Lead packers, ask my nigga Tech N9ne

Cock it back for Esham and let it loose to they spine

An we mashing, we stomping, we wicked wicked wonkin'

It's wicked when you walking within the thug pit

Yeah we mashing, we stomping, we wicked wicked wonkin'

At this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split

Who the motherfucker in the pit talking shit? (Shit!)

Who the motherfucker that want the wig split? (Split!)

Who the motherfucker that's down for the krown? (Krown!)

Who the motherfucker in here right now?

Shaggy jumps in the pit with these hatchets and swingin' them

Strictly for the purpose of splitting some craniums

Shit, we be illuminati at this thug pit though

Treating fake thugs like a ho, tell 'em D-Loc (Spit!)

Now what the fuck you thinking, you can stop my shine?

Put your money where your mouth is, I'll take every dime

Then run down the line, damn right I'm getting mine

With a fine ass bitch, getting head, sipping wine

Hallows Eve, Halloween, Hallowicked all the same

Fuck a trick or treat, I treat a trick with some game (Trick)

Every year we lace the stage with the wickedness

It's the wicked-wicky wonka, baby try an get with us

It's that nigga that be on blood shit

Tech Nina off in a thug pit

Fuck with the KMK

ICP, Bone and you'll get drug bitch

Celebrating for Samhein (Witch Killaz)

If you don't wanna come

With the wickedness, a nigga wanna slam Strange

I don't wanna hear a damn thang

Mashing off from city to city, we sparking fifties and fifties

Crashing after parties, fucking and sucking on titties

Ducking and dodging the coppers, ain't no one out there that can stop us

Dropping that shit that be popping, making it hotter and hotter

We man handle them, fucking and crushing on man's camera

Busting bright red bandanas, bitch where was your antennas?

When I was trying to stick it, wanna show a nigga how she lick it?

Motherfucker this is how we kick it, thug whiling on Hallowicked

And it's so fine fine, toking all kinds with Tech N9ne

Getting more love, sipping on hen, with Bone Thugs

Kicking Faygo, and smoking more weed with ICP

It's motherfucking Richter from the Kottonmouth Kings

It ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit (Kottonmouth Kings!)

It's wicked wicked wonkin within the thug pit

We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit

In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split

It ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit

It's wicked wicked wonkin within the thug pit

We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit

In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split

It's mista sawed off leatherface

I bring the pain, and bang a nigga brain

When I step on the plate

Guard your grill, cause when my niggas start to ill

It's hard to chill

Motherfuckers end up in the graveyard for real (Skwo)

I ain't got a million dollars bitch I'm fucking broke

Spending all my change on that endo smoke

All the bitches on the road, scheming for my loot

They get nothing but dick, and a steel-toed boot

Fuck Proof, every Halloween, I dress like a bag lady

Then I ride around with my .380 looking for Shady

If I catch him at the shelter I'ma pull his file

Chop his head off, and bury his body across 8 Mile

We drinking drank (Drank), we smoking dank (Dank)

Mobbing through these streets like a fleet of armored tanks (Tank)

We dropping bombs, underground bombs

Fuck the whole industry bitch, bring them on

It ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit

An we mashing, we stomping We wicked wicked wonkin'

We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit

Yeah we mashing, we stomping We wicked wicked wonkin'

It ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit

It's wicked wicked wonkin' within the thug pit

We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit

In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split

Hallowicked Wonka 2003, from us to you

We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit

We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit

Truth Dare lyrics - Insane Clown Posse (feat. Bryan Abrams)

Truth Dare, Double Dare, Promise or Repeat

Truth Dare, Double Dare, Promise or Repeat

Truth Dare, Double Dare, Promise or Repeat

Truth Dare, Double Dare, Promise or Repeat

Who wants to play a wicked game over this sinful beat?

Tell the truth, do you ever dream about murder

Do you wish you had it in you to be a blood squirter

Tell the truth, do you ever lust over sex

Would you fuck your homie momma if she was playin' with your nuts?

Tell the truth, have you ever told a lie

Right through your fuckin' teeth like a snake's tongue flies

Truth Dare, Double Dare, Promise or Repeat

Who wants to play a wicked game over this sinful beat?

I dare you, stab someone and come back with they wallet

Beelzebub's name three times, I dare you to call it

I dare you handstand on the ledge of a tower

I dare you to snort a few balls of hot gun powder, I dare you

I dare you to play this game with me

It's called truth dare, double dare, promise or repeat

Oh the curtains close them up tight

Let the candles burn tonite

Games that are over I can feel in the air

Bloody Mary spinnin' the bottle, your turn, truth or dare

Truth Dare, Double Dare, Promise or Repeat

Who wants to play a wicked game over this sinful beat?

I double dare you dance in the red moon glow

Play some Russian roulette with a loaded crossbow

I double dare you swallow every pill in the bottle

I double dare you tongue kiss a toilet seat at McDonald's

I double dare you, dig up a body and take it home

Give it a sponge bath and do what you want with it

Truth Dare, Double Dare, Promise or Repeat

Who wants to play a wicked game over this sinful beat?

Promise me you won't get shitty when me and your girl fuck

Promise me you won't look, you'll just shoot what's in my trunk

Promise me you'll never be a bitch you're sure that you're brave

Promise me we will have a seance on top of a mud grave

Promise me that you'll play this little game with me

It's called truth dare, double dare, promise or repeat

Oh the curtains close them up tight

Let the candles burn tonite

Games that are over I can feel in the air

Bloody Mary spinnin' the bottle, your turn, truth or dare

Repeat after me: the wicked shit'll never cease, I put my life on it

"The wicked shit'll never cease I put my life on it"

ICP got wicked candy shit and you fuckin' want it

"ICP got wicked candy shit and I fuckin' want it"

When I say I (I) know (Know) I won't lie (I won't lie)

It's wicked shit till the day I die (Day I die)

Say I (I) know (Know) I won't quit (I won't quit)

Swinging my hatchet to this wicked shit

Truth Dare Double Dare Promise or Repeat

Truth Dare Double Dare Promise or Repeat

Truth Dare Double Dare Promise or Repeat

Truth Dare Double Dare Promise or Repeat

Have you ever had a secret you swore you'd never tell

And well I've got a question has life served you well

Don't answer with a lie or you better beware

Bloody mary, spinnin' the bottle your turn truth or dare

I dare you

ICP got wicked candy shit and I fuckin want it

Dare

I dare you

ICP got wicked candy shit and I fuckin want it

Underground Hot Street Banger lyrics - Insane Clown Posse (feat. Tone Tone)

Mike E. Clark, what up dog

ICP and 2 Tone

This how we do

Murder, Mix, motherfucker

Danger danger, the worlds in danger

We comin' with this Underground Hot Street Banger

We pyro, we sizzle, we so damn hot

We so sultry they salty a lot, we on top

Pop radio is pussy, this way too hard

Fifteens behind the backseat stacked in quads

Beatin' though the streets

Sounding like the stalking of a strangler

An Underground Hot Street Banger

Danger

Turn it up peepin' this alone will drive you mad

This ain't a fad, you'll be hooked on the best you ever had

We make your bitches ass shake like a washing machine

Haters get the guillotine, we killin' em on the scene

With the homie Tone Tone and the track full blown

To get your soul blown, and that's your own bone

Cause this is on fire, this that good kinda anger

Thump this Underground Hot Street Banger

From us to where ever you are, we out there

Rocking this shit together, Underground Hot Street Banger

Every time this beat hit my ear I don't know where but we there

It just gets better Underground Hot Street Banger

From us to where ever you are, we out there

Rocking this shit together, Underground Hot Street Banger

Every time this beat hit my ear I don't know where but we there

It just gets better

Every time we bust a rap they have a panic attack

Four or five hundred hoes crammed in the back

Between us and the bus bitches love how we cuss

And make a big fuss fighting for dick from one of us

And the shows outrageous, bitches all on the stages

Mad hoes in the back, sucking our dick

How can I explain this, I'm famous

I'm the guy who drops Underground Hot Street Bangers

Every block with my music ice cream man

I drop flavors with mad hotties screaming in the stands

Stars are in the sky at night when I'm on the strip

On the phone with my wife two hoes blowing my dick

You got a million Facebook pals but not one sale

The only mic you really rock is drive through at Taco Bell

We dangerous everybody hook like a hanger

And knocking this Underground Hot Street Banger

From us to where ever you are, we out there

Rocking this shit together, Underground Hot Street Banger

Every time this beat hit my ear I don't know where but we there

It just gets better Underground Hot Street Banger

From us to where ever you are, we out there

Rocking this shit together, Underground Hot Street Banger

Every time this beat hit my ear I don't know where but we there

It just gets better

I don't know where you from

But in the D we get ours motherfucker

Find us on top every time we drop

Another Underground Hot Street Banger

Where I'm from we all same, what up dog

If you ain't tokin money then we ain't give a fuck ho

My hood is cutthroat so you better tuck yo

Chained when you come 'round

Hit ya with the drumround

It's like we 6 feet deep we so underground

But your whole treat is global when we come around

It's Tone Tone the icepick willy bitch

Yeah we run the town

This the Underground Banger I'm just tryna warn you now

We get the streets locked from block to block, hood to hood

Haters that's just the way we do it, haters say we do it good

I hit the club, make it rain... a storm

... when I'm horny

These others rappers' corny, so I just laugh at 'em

And your hate approach me then I just blast at 'em

When girls meet me they be like "he gangsta"

This the Underground Hot Street Banger

From us to where ever you are, we out there

Rocking this shit together, Underground Hot Street Banger

Every time this beat hit my ear I don't know where but we there

It just gets better Underground Hot Street Banger

From us to where ever you are, we out there

Rocking this shit together, Underground Hot Street Banger

Every time this beat hit my ear I don't know where but we there

It just gets better Underground Hot Street Banger

Yeah yeah Street Banger motherfucker

Tone Tone, Insane Clown Posse

What up, dbl, yeah Detroit, what up, what up dog

From us to where ever you are, we out there

Rocking this shit together, Underground Hot Street Banger

Every time this beat hit my ear I don't know where but we there

It just gets better Underground Hot Street Banger

From us to where ever you are, we out there

Rocking this shit together, Underground Hot Street Banger

Every time this beat hit my ear I don't know where but we there

It just gets better

When I'm Clownin' (Music Video Version) lyrics - Insane Clown Posse (feat. Danny Brown)

[Clown noises]

[Violent J:]

(When I'm clownin')

I get silly

Like something lace my Philly

Been known to pop a pilly

And cop a check with billy

(When I'm clownin')

My heart beat poundin'

I sweat so much I'm drownin'

Because my shows astoundin'

And Faygo grape I'm downin'

(When I'm clownin')

Aabrakadabra alakazam what have ya

Quick slight of hand I stab ya

Demons crawl out and grab ya

(When I'm clownin')

There's plenty laughing

Blood on the walls what happened?

A massive murder stabbin

Cause wicked shit I'm blabbin

(When I'm clownin')

Shit come alive

And don't no one survive

Off the light rig I dive

And this shit ain't no jive

[Shaggy 2 Dope:]

(When I'm clownin')

I'm Psycoilly

Snatch out your icy grilly

I owes the mob a milli

Bout to knock off a Chili's

(When I'm clownin')

Mad hoes I'm springin

They want my dingalingin

(Ooh let's fuck)

They singin

I keep my hatchet swingin'

(When I'm clownin')

I I I'm super sick

Bones o bobber shoot you quick

Why you cuz youz a dick

(Is he dead?)

Poke him use a stick

(When I'm clownin')

I'm heavy high powered

Mad energy devoured

The whole milky way sour

Let my acid rain shower

(When I'm clownin')

Everything's a joke

That angel's wings are broke

So hot your speakers smoke

I freak this 'til I croak

[Clown noises]

[Boondox:]

Fresh off the red muds of Covington, Georgia

Running with the hatchet

Is Boondox with two wicked whoops for you

Danny Brown, show the underground

How you get down with the clown

[Danny Brown:]

(When I'm clownin')

Take a whole eighth to the face

Anything on my mind right now been erased

And I taste that taste

Of a nice thin waist

Wanna pick that up

Put the pussy on my face

(When I'm clownin')

Ate a whole hand full of shrooms

Huffin' on balloons got me in a spinnin' room

All these pills I consume

Got me hollerin' at the moon

Like, what's that, kaboom

While IC fill the room

(When I'm clownin')

You don't really want it with me

You know it's Danny Brown with ICP

Grub her down low, bring her back for a G

But before you do that, lemme see ID

(When I'm clownin')

Bout to drop a deuce in my Faygo

Sippin like the west got me moving up in slow-mo

Oh no, let's go

Pass the blunt around

Them hoes gettin' pounded when I be clownin'

[Clown noises]

Clownin'!

Wi-wi-wicked clowns!

Clownin'!

Who U Know? lyrics - Insane Clown Posse

Scary, super scary

Bitch boy, neden hole, it's Halloween

Tell me who you know that'll chew a dead body in half

While sitting cross leg in a blood bath and laugh

Stretch and pull on the intestines, 'round his fingers they loop

And fall asleep and dream of baby poop while layin' in the goop

Who you know that be freaky enough that he plucks his own

Eyeballs out his dome, then cuts a slice in his balls

And replaces 'em all, so he can see the bitches in his man hose

Swing his fuckin' hose and nuts out his nose

Who you know that paints his face like a clown and ties up colorful

Balloons into a puppy pup, then stab them wounds, a yuppy fuck

Up in a vacant building, far from that richie's home

And takes to wielding a hammer, splatters his cuts and splits his dome

Who you know that show his penis to policemen on patrol

That cop is shock, he take a slingslot, plant a rock in his skull

In full control, he doused a [?] in petrol, then call Metro for the show

A burning bigot hanging from a fucking telephone pole

Who you know that's like me?

'Cause I don't know a soul, I don't know (A single soul)

I'm the only one I know, I don't know me, I don't know much

But I know what they know, I don't know me, on Halloween?

That much I know

Tell me who you know that's from the city of flames on Angel's Night

Grabs ahold of some [?] throats, and strangles 'em tight

If everything goes right, and I strain with all my might

The eyeballs go deranged, then explode and blow they sight

Who you know whose judo will throw you to Pluto

So brutal, I was mean, killed at 13, but grew, though

I screw holes in your toes 'til you told me all that you know

You explode, let your bluff blow, [?] and chew my noodles

Who you know seeps out the sewer drains, right up into your veins

This venom I speak, sneak right into your brains

This Halloween, I deem, followin' my dream

All hail the mightiest presenting of 17

Who you know that hold you back within a potato

To snatch, snap off a finger or slice off a slab of your back

In fact, I'm lovin' the thought of shovin' my fuckin' glove

And randomly rippin' off somethin' for the oven and grubbin'

Who you know that's like me?

'Cause I don't know a soul, I don't know (A single soul)

I'm the only one I know, I don't know me, I don't know much

But I know what they know, I don't know me, on Halloween?

That much I know

Who you know that rides a unicycle down Vernor Ave

Completely naked, covered in blood, chewing on a human slab

That ain't the half, it's Halloween tonight, and my sack is full

Of something heavy and bloody and wet, I'm draggin' it slow

Leaving a long-ass red trail, swervin' in the street

Must be some kind of meat, the smell is sweet, I'm yellin' "Trick or treat"

It's fuckin' four in the mornin', I'm tootin' my horns

Plug in my yellow clown wig, ravens above me soarin'

Who you know that do like I do, jumpin' roof

Of buildings, chuggin' gasoline, and don't care to proof

Because the truth of the matter, is that if I fall, I splatter

Release the bottle to the darkness and wait for the shatter

Uh! A lethal height, I couldn't gladder

Fall backwards to begin my descent, like "Fuck the latter"

Halloween, I got bad dream, you wonder how my day went?

Asked that who they said, then next morning, they'll scrape me off the pavement

Who you know that's like me?

'Cause I don't know a soul, I don't know (A single soul)

I'm the only one I know, I don't know me, I don't know much

But I know what they know, I don't know me, on Halloween?

That much I know. Who you know that's like me?

'Cause I don't know a soul, I don't know (A single soul)

I'm the only one I know, I don't know me, I don't know much

But I know what they know, I don't know me, on Halloween?

That much I know

Wicked Helloween lyrics - Insane Clown Posse

"To die is a fate that must come to us all, but how horrible to be buried alive. Imagine the hell of lying trapped in your own coffin, your heart beating wildly, every gasping breath using up the valuable oxygen."

My hand popped up out of the dirt

Crawling out with broken wrists that don't even hurt

My blood won't squirt its rusty, dry

A millipede made its home in my eye

I'll get by till the wicked Halloween

I'm howling, stray dogs following

I'm coming home, dead man walking

My feet flop Clown Walkin' might make the beat drop

Spend twenty-five years I'm chewing on gum

Wait, I got none I'm chewing on my tongue [*mouth noises*]

My leg snapped off at the knee

I beat a kid in the head with it and stoled his candy

Draged myself all the way to my old block

There go my old house, I go "knock"

Trick or treat, some chick opened it up

I stabbed her in the gut and started choking the slut

What happened to the wicked? (Bring that shit back)

Give me a wicked Hellaween (Bring that shit back)

Yeah, and it's time to get bloody!

And we get blood everywhere!

Yeah, and it's time to get bloody!

And we get blood everywhere! (Hellaween)

What happened to the wicked? (Bring that shit back)

Give me a wicked Hellaween (Bring that shit back)

Yeah, and it's time to get bloody!

And we get blood everywhere!

Yeah, and it's time to get bloody!

And we get blood everywhere!

Extremely often, I'm laying in my coffin

But this Halloween, the lid's comin' off, son

A dead ninja got work to put in

And quite a few assholes to put a foot in

It's been twenty years, I wonder where my bitch at

My dick's still intact, I wanna hit that

Ain't shit funny, and this ain't a costume

I only live under the light of the Moooon!

Lookin' for the bitch in the phonebook

But my only one good eye, it won't work

Finally found the address, I'm goin' there

Lookin like a big Yoda, but I don't care (Mmm)

Rang the doorbell with a dead-ass rose

Long-ass worm hangin' outta my nose

My bitch got older, look like Mick Foley

I killed her, 'cause I refuse to die lonely!

Come on, bitch!

What happened to the wicked? (Bring that shit back)

Give me a wicked Hellaween (Bring that shit back)

Yeah, and it's time to get bloody!

And we get blood everywhere!

Yeah, and it's time to get bloody!

And we get blood everywhere! (Hellaween)

What happened to the wicked? (Bring that shit back)

Give me a wicked Hellaween (Bring that shit back)

Yeah, and it's time to get bloody!

And we get blood everywhere!

Yeah, and it's time to get bloody!

And we get blood everywhere!

Hellaween (Bring that shit back)

A wicked (Bring that shit back)

A wicked Hellaween (Bring, bring bring, bring that shit back)

A wicked (Bring that shit back)

A wicked Hellaween (Bring)

What happened to the wicked? (Bring that shit back)

Give me a wicked Hellaween (Bring that shit back)

It's time to get bloody!

And we get blood everywhere!

It's time to get bloody!

And we get blood everywhere! (Hellaween)

What happened to the wicked? (Bring that shit back)

Give me a wicked Hellaween (Bring that shit back)

Yeah, and it's time to get bloody!

And we get blood everywhere!

Yeah, and it's time to get bloody!

And we get blood everywhere!

Hellaween

A wicked Hellaween

A wicked Hellaween

Whoop! lyrics - Insane Clown Posse (with DJ Clay & AMB)

[Chorus X2]
WHOOP I cant get
WHOOP this wicked shit
WHOOP out my system
WHOOP and it ain't never quittin'

JUGGALO JUGGALO I don't wash my pants, I'm a SCRUBBALO
Bitch, this the wicked shit
Just bumpin' this'll get you a fat lip
Another card is comin'
Gettin' your guard or somethin'
Start runnin'
I break off into 6 mini ninjas
Cut through your neck across many inches
The bass rattle my balls I cant help it
Spit so hard on the mic I melt it
I'm legendary scary
Make the tooth fairy pussy hairy
Shoot you in the head
I'm Michigan military
Stick my boot up your dingleberry and marry
Bust you in the head with a hammer like tom and jerry
AMB and Clay with the 3 claw attack
Big J in the back
With the fully auto mac like

[Chorus X2]

I love the haters, they hate us cuz the shit we do is so fresh,
Underground, love n rep beneath the surface,
Runnin and keep it wicked with JUGGALO'S and 'LETTES,
Because we keepin it family till the fuckin death,
Blow the blow the roof off this bitch
If we WHOOP one more time then someones wig splits,
WHOOP like its easy WHOOP with AMBeezy,
WHOOP with ICP and DJ CLeezy
WHOOP its young wicked in the hatchet crew,
If my boys ain't down with a rapper I'ma clap 'em too,
Who the fuck could it be? OT
Hoes in the beat
Dead fallin' from the mic to my feet,
Ill beat yo head into the street
With no mask on the surveillance tape,
The cops got a good look at my face,
Holdin the sign with the mixtape release date

[Chorus X2]

Bone stub I spit that wicked blood
Flowin out my mouth as I do my thing and kick it
My steel I keeps it hella real
Head up I cut myself everytime I make the kill
Let the truth be told your girly loves it
Send her over, cuz I be like fuck it, I let her know
Chokin and stabbin her face like its nothin
Muthafucker I ain't frontin its murder lovin like
WHOOP
Throw your hands up if you aint JUGGALO
Burn a hole in the carpet when you hit the flo'
We WHOOP we roll, no need to ask questions
Turn on your local news top story at eleven
Make the world stop, dead on its axis
Hatchet swingin so fast make it spin backwards
Body count risin faster than your eye blink
We got the [?] and blood, you just added the ink

[Chorus X4]