Insane Clown Posse - Forgotten Freshness Vol.1&2 (2005) by Insane Clown Posse (보컬) on maniadb.com

If your nuts hang
And you bang in a gang
Then tell me are you down with the clowns?
Hey bitch boy
Whatchu doin around here you little bitch?
Don't you know your a clown now bitch boy?
Forks up, forks down we all got clown love bitch face
Hey what's your name? "Richie".. Bitchy?
You down with the clown bitchy?
You better run your little bitch ass home you little punk ass bitch
Smell the air that makes you sick
Psycho sick, psycho sick
In your town and gets inside your brain
Psycho sick insane Who's to blame for what they've done?
Aint the one, paint the gun I'm the Juggalagalocoroni
Best believe me lonely Some will say
I'm in a gang Gun to bang, nuts to hang
Like the wicked jokers down river
Quick to cut your liver
Sometimes bangers and they doom boom, boom, boom, shalock-lock, boom
I'm the other gang that's the offenda But you best rememba
It don't matter which you pick
Cuz they sick, psycho sick
Now I'll cut your richie ass, up, bitch Cuz they got
Much Clown Love
Hey Vato
Yo fuck, I guess you don't know, never come around here
Hey Vato
Damn bitch, its all about clown love (x2)
If your nuts hang And you bang in a gang
Then tell me Are you down with the clown?
(Hey) I like riding on your daughties Drinkin 40's at clown parties Then I go
back home to sewer drain Call me shit for brains
I'm the joker junkie hobo Fuck a bozo, pack a bobo Watch me balance a telephone wires Psycho set in fires
Caught me naked in a tree Wasn't me I C P
Yes I sing in a rock and roll band
"Hey dude, what's up man?"
B-B-B-B-Boo had to scare ya Rip and tear ya, cuz I dare ya
Cuz to body used to like to like to fuck
But now you dissed the buck Buck, Buck, Buck, Bang, Bang, Bang Gang, Gang,
Bang, ghetto slang Better ask someone about Violent J, hey I got
Much Clown Love
Hey Vato
Yo fuck, I guess you don't know, never come around here
Hey Vato
Damn bitch, its all about clown love (x2)
If your nuts hang And you bang in a gang
Then tell me Are you down with the clown?
Wicked town, wicked clown Lets go ride the murder go round
Lunatic, Lunatock Beat you with a cinder block
Bitchy hoe, bitchy bitch
Smack you cross your fuckin lips Jugglers say,
talk to much I'm a nail your mouth shut
Die and sick of what you said Swing my axe upside your head
Place the barrel in your mouth Blow your fuckin tonsils out
I'm a mime watch me go Stu or Franky bitch ass hoe
I drop lines, make quick bucks
And your daughter sucks my nuts Back to no, jokers wild Yeah
(I said it, Wicked Wild) And I'll cut your bitchy ass, up, bitch
A lot of
Much Clown Love
Hey Vato
Yo fuck, I guess you don't know, never come around here
Hey Vato
Damn bitch, its all about clown love (x2)
if your nuts hang and you bang in a gang
Then tell me are you down with the clown
hey
Hey Vato
Yo fuck, I guess you don't know, never come around here
Hey Vato
Damn bitch, its all about clown love (x4)
much clown love

J, do you have a Halloween story for the class?
Ye-ye-yeah, um there was this boy and he lived in his house and um,
he went to bed one day and then when he woke up um,
and when he woke up he was,
he was up to his head in the dirt and um,
he couldn't move and this man came walkin along
but instead of the man helping him out the man just started
kickin him and kickin him in his face over and over
and then he got the lawn mower and then he.....
Trick or Treat, bone apetit
All the little kiddies runnin down my street
Gathering candy treats door to door
But they walk pass mine, what for?
Probably cuz the pumpkins on my porch are real
Real human heads carved out with steel
Cut out the eyes man it takes but a minute
Rip out the b-b-b-b-brains and put a candle in it
Maybe they leave cuz I take 'em inside
Come and meet mother, 2 years ago she died
Little boys laugh cuz they think it's just a dummy
But then the smell hits 'em, mmm, smells yummy
Open your bag and I give you my treat
Crusty yellow toes off a dead woman's feet
Take me by the hand and I lead you down stairs
And that little Jimmy is were you'll spend the next 7 years
Staring and weakening chained to the wall
Starin at a roach hoping it will crawl
Into your mouth for a tasty cuisine
Yes my little friends, it's the
Dead Pumpkin Halloween
Ahhhhh yeah it's that special time of year boys and girls So come to the pumpkin
patch and bring your panty sacks So I can shit in 'em you bitch
Well I love all the children but I can't fuck around Don't come to my door
dressed as a clown
Cuz you never know I might take it the wrong way
Cuz I'm the real wicked Juggalocaro Violent J
All year round but I love my Halloween
You never get an apple or a purple jellybean
Droplets of chocolate a licorice snack
Instead you get a deep friend French poodle nutsack
Looking out my door I see no children in sight
Perhaps there all dead, yesterday was devils night
They burn down the city and they leave the crispy chard
light myself on fire and dance around my backyard
All the pretty girlies
I can see were your at Sitting on your window
I can turn into a bat Watchin you remove all your little clothesies for bed
I crashed through your window and land on your head
Drinking the blood that has gone through the bone
Now I must leave mothers calling me home
Up to the moonlight I'm gone from the scene
Peace to Detroit city, and have a Dead Pumpkin Halloween
Yeah I'll snatch your little candy bag Only I'm a tie it around your mutha
fuckin neck And choke you with it wicked clown style Ha ha fuck..Detroit's in
this bitch,check it out muthafucka..yeah..wicked clown's in this
muthafucka..Jump steady in this muthafucka..wicked clown in this
muthafucka..and you watch this muthafucka..Chucky muthafucky in this
shit..violent J in this muthafucka..rude boy in this muthafucka..
stupid in this muthafucka..mike mike in this muthafucka..
faygo this mothafucka..all this in this muthafucka..check it out..violent J in
this muthafucka..2dope in this muthafucka..wicked Joe in this
muthafucka.!

(woman's voice)
Why dont you go into the next room and start getting undressed? What's your pleasure? (x3)

Fat sweaty Betty
The bitch ain't nuttin' new
Her ma's used to babysat me back when we was two
We drove to the playground
And to the skatin' rink
Then we'd go under the bleachers
And she'd let me hit the "stank" wit'er
Then she moved across town
And never came back
Until the other day I seen her at the chicken shack
She said her name was Betty
I can't believe the shit
The sexy little girl is now a fat sweaty biiiiitch
She said hey J
Tell me how ya' been
She had a piece of chicken gizzard stuck to her chin
I told her hold still
Then I flicked it off her face
And said Betty, oh, Betty
W'don't you say we leave this place
I took her back to the crib and hit it all night
I let my fingers run across her rippled celulite
OOOOHH it was nasty
But I don't let it bother me
She rolled over'n fuckin' knocked the wind outta' me
I couldn't breathe
She wouldn't stop
I'm almost dead
I took the lamp
And busted it on her fuckin' head
We got dressed
I gave'er a little kiss g'bye
Fat sweaty Betty
My fat sweaty punkin' pie

(chorus)
Fat sweaty Betty
Tell me when you're ready
Fat sweaty Betty
Tell me when you're ready

Big fat flop of shit
What people called Betty
Flaps of fat on the back'er neck
Sweaty
Boogers runnin' out'er nose
All over her lips
Ya' can't tell the difference from her titties to her hips
But fuck all that
Cuz' I wanna' see the neden.
I had to see the cat
The cheesy cheetah chedden
I rode my bike to her house
Said "Yo, Betty let me in
I'm packin' some snack cakes
Bitch let me in"
(Thump, thump)
I can hear her comin' down the stairs
She opened up the door in her motha' fuckin' underwear
EEEWWWWW, Shit, Fuck that!
I'm turnin' back
But no, the door shut
And she's goin' for the cake snacks
I said "Relax, ho
I'm here on business
You can have the candy
first you gotta' wait a bit
I need a favor
C'mon Betty drop'em drawers"
AAAHHHH, I knew it
Betty had balls
Oh, no
Here comes that ass
From the top of the dresser
With the Yokazuna splash
I wish I never came
Oh boy, do I wish
She's fat sweaty Betty
The sweaty fat biiiiitch

(chorus)

O.K. class, um. Please settle down now.
I'd like to introduce our new student, uh.
Uh, Willy Bubba. Willy is from Kentucky.
And uh Willy. I'll be your teacher.
My name is Misses Felby.

Well, I droped outta school but I still hang in the hall.
And there I was, you'll never guess what I saw.
Maybe a chicken, I thought it was a duck.
But it was a redneck fuck, so I walked up.
Hey Willy Bubba, hubba bubba lubba.
My name's Violent J, but my homies call me chicken plucka.
I been down with the clowns since day one.
I'ts day two. I guess I got some pluckin to do.
In these parts, we tie you to he desk.
And all I never take blows to ya chest.
Fists to ya chin. Kicks to ya head.
Last year we killed a kid dead.
PAH!!! "Oh, my fault..."
Walked in the school, there's hay in the hallway.
Leadin to ya locker. Walk up and sock ya.
Then bounce ya head around the classroom and act nutty.
The teacher walks in and aksed everybody...
body... body...

Chorus-
Who kicked Willy Bubba's ass?
-I did!
Did you do it right here in the class?
Sho' did!
Did you puch him the face?
Did you slap in the mouth?
Did you kick him in the forehead?
Yup, yup...

Who kicked Willy Bubba's ass?
-I did!
Did you do it right here in the class?
Sho' did!
Did you puch him the face?
Did you slap in the mouth?
Did you kick him in the forehead?
Yup, yup...

(Nice to get back to the high school crowd where your alive.)

Willy Willy Bubba Hubba Lubba Dubba Dilly.
Tell me why ya talk so silly. Bitch!
Ya sound like ya come from the land of the biggots.
Jolly O' Dickens. The land of the chickens.
I guess you in season. I'm packin me a folk fo'.
Barrels to ya head and blow ya face out ya asshole.
Pow! Bitch. I'm Shaggy 2 Dope.
I'm comin for yo kin folk. Ya get ya chin broke.
And don't cry or run to the teach.
She can't understand your redneck-ass speech.
(Bin-er-eroin)
If she couls she wouldn't do a thing.
Cuz' she's my bitch and she loves to suck my wang.
You in trouble Bubba. Ya better run quick.
You too slow Willy. Cuz' yous a fat bitch.
I caught up in got my hands all bloody.
The teacher walks in the classroom and aksed everybody.
body... body... body... body...
(Farm sounds)

Chorus-
Who kicked Willy Bubba's ass?
-I did!
Did you do it right here in the class?
Sho' did!
Did you puch him the face?
Did you slap in the mouth?
Did you kick him in the forehead?
Yup, yup...

Who kicked Willy Bubba's ass?
-I did!
Did you do it right here in the class?
Sho' did!
Did you puch him the face?
Did you slap in the mouth?
Did you kick him in the forehead?
Yup, yup...

Hold On!!!! check it out...
Let's play Willy Bubba.
And kill the Willy Bubba.
Let's play Willy Bubba.
And kill the Willy bubba.
Let's play willy Bubba.
And kill the Willy Bubba.
Let's play Willy Bubba.
nn dang dang un dang un dang
Let's play Willy Bubba.
And kill the Willy Bubba.
Let's play Willy Bubba.
And kill the Willy Bubba.
Let's play Willy Bubba.
And kill the Willy Bubba.
Let's play Willy Bubba.
And kill the Willy Bubba.

Ahhh, make way for the lunatic
I wanna stop, I try but I can't quit
I want necks 2 or 3 maybe more
To squeeze again, and again, and squeeze some more
I came up, walkin down Boulavard
Then this girl, she makes my nutsack hard
I don't know, what about my mental state
They might find a bitch dead, theres nothin else that I hate less
Hey man jump in, toots, hungary? Well I got some, nuts
Oh shit, she's runnin on my wang
Then somethin goes, snap, bang
Eh bitch, ha ha, die
Her neck long, skinny like a french frie
So I twist, turn, tangle then I strangle
Cuz I'm the Southwest Strangla

I want necks, long, tall, skinny
Any ol' necks at all, if any Jenny, Linny, Sidney, Sue
I want, necks, so I go to the zoo
I choke a Pelican, I did it right
I choke an Ostrich, long ass neck
But I'd rather be killen at the prom
I pick up my date, I get to meet her mom
Hello Miss I hurry home quick
All I wanna do is choke her neck a bit
Worry not, I bring the corpse back
I just wanna hear a neck bone snap
Why me? Hey I'm sweatin Comosion, dillusion, confusion, psycho
All I wanna do is kiss you good-bye
Before I mangle ya
Cuz I'm the Southwest Strangla

I got the southside scared, cuz I'm weird
I was a freak in the 2nd grade I had a beard
I sit alone in the back of the art class
And draw necks with a big red dash
I never thought I'd be a lunatic
A descrase, a droped out mental case
I quit school, but I never left the hall
I grab kids and drag 'em in between a wall
Hear 'em scream, echo through the gym class
You hear me chokin bitches up in the wind shaft
They call me, The Ghost of the Bad Lands
But I'm really just a killa, with big hands
Allow me to squeeze your neck dear
Until your brains pop dead out your fucken ear
Burry them in my back yard With a twisted spine broken bones

...Cuz I'm the Strangla

Gangsters bangin, nuts straight hanging
Chillen in the allyway, signs straight beemin
Up in the air I hear they don't care
Get your mutha fucken melon busted for a stare
Luv pumpin through the heart, flowin through the veins
Pop a mutha fucka like it aint no thang
Blood shoot eyes from pufin on the bud
Let me see that rag, let me see that luv

Roamin through the hood top cut down
Car packed so full it's fucken on the ground
Max with the homies spitten on the hoes
Stop in the store for a cold 4-0

Grabbin on your balls, straight slanging stalls
Fuck the gang squad tryin to take me out my home
Check my neck and I got yours
Cuz roll with yourself and keep that clown luv

Throw your signs in the air
Whats that? I don't check, I don't care
Cuz I'm down with the clown everywere
Cuz much clown luv is in here [2x]

Hey homes what set your clame?
I'm in the rhymin game, wicked Clown Banging
I'm just a mutha fucka thats down for the cause
You can suck on my balls, unless you got clown luv
Put 'em up, throw 'em up
Let me see them mutha fuckas
Flip 'em up, flip 'em down, flip 'em around
Mutha fuckas mind all warped
From breathin all the smog
I'm all up in the shit, like if my name was frog

Damn I heard a shot, but I got luck
The mutha fuckas missed it's time to shoot 'em up
Here come the sirens I hear 'em gettin close
Here come the squad, it's time to get ghost

If you wanna stay you get beat by a pig
Fuck that shit cuz were I live
My boys got my neck and I got theirs
Cuz I'm true to myself, bitch
Clown Luv

Throw your signs in the air
Whats that? I don't check, I don't care
Cuz I'm down with the clown everywere
Cuz much clown luv is in here [2x]

Hey what the fuck you lookin at man
My rag, my flannel, or the club in my hand?
Well here go ahead, take a closer look
Thanx for the wallet bitch
Give me them duckets, mutha fucken child
To buys doing other things like hangin with my mob
Crew got my neck, well push come to shove
Never sell out yourself, and keep that Clown Luv

Throw your signs in the air
Whats that? I don't check, I don't care
Cuz I'm down with the clown everywere
Cuz much clown luv is in here [repeating]

Jiggle my mutha fucken balls bitch
Insane Clown Posse back in this mutha fucka
Hey yo Violent J, whats up?
It's Christmas, time for a sadah
Maybe your wife, maybe your daughter
It's midnight, I land my sleigh
Make way for jolly St. J
Climb down the chimney, for the murder
Dressed as the fat man everyone's heard of
Shimmy down, shimmy down, what the fuck?
Somebody help me, I'm stuck
Now what to do?
I feel whack I got stuck in a chimney stack
But I hack
And shimmer on down Santa Claus Clown
Can't fuck around, now Livingroom, shhh, I creep
Tiptoe's cuz they asleep
I pulled out the ax and slid down the hall
I got a gift for all of ya'll
What's that? I better hide quick
Oh fuck, it's the real St. Nick
And he musta been taken a shit
But regardless, I better move quick, now
So I jumped him, Santa's no joke
Fucked around got my damn neck broke
He strap, shot, he didn't miss (Gunshots and ho ho ho)

"I'm dreaming of a dead Christmas,
the kind you'll never have again,
cuz if you have a dead Christmas,
that means you're dead and that's the end"
Have a merry Christmas you fuckin chump,
Seasons greatings loser, Yo 2 Dope kick it!

Jack Frost nibbles, ha, but fuck that
I aint got a home so he nibbles on my nutsack
And my buttcrack, toes, and elbows
My nutz is froze
Fuck you hoes
So I made a friend like me, a snow man
He was down with the clown like a blow man
Had a hat and eyes outta charcoal
And a pipe, we fill it with endo
Me and him sang songs in the snowflakes
He ate snowballs, I ate cornflakes
And we both would freeze our ballz off
I was there every time his head fallz off
I put it back on for him with a smile
He was my boy, made from a snow pile
Then the storm came, a blizzard
Snow, wind, ice, a blizzard
We pulled through we hid in an alley
The next day it was like sunny valley
He was meltin I was just fine
He got pissed and pulled out a nine
"If I'm gonna die you should come with me Cuz we boyz" (gunshot) It hit me
Damn I'm dyin, I'm dead he got his wish
And all I got was another red Christmas

"Silent night, Violent fight
Now I'm dead
One to the head
Christmas this year seemed so whack"

Happy New Year bitch boy I got a new Years resolution
For your chicken ass mutha to kiss my mutha fucken ass, Woo! Jingle Bellz, Jingle Bellz jingle all the way
Pass your fucken mom up if the ICP don't play,
hey Wicked Clowns, Wicked Clowns
bitches drop your drawers
Don't talk back just suck my sack and fiddle with my ballz

Yeah, ICP, Southwest for life,
Christmas time know what I'm sayin,
Mr. Chris Cringle, you fat bitch, mutha fucka never came,
shit, I'm a slap your across your red ass face mutha fucka, ugh
Southwest down
On the 12th day of Christmas my true love gave to me
12 dead chicken boys
11 stinking bitches
10 bigot's dying
9 mothers bitching
8 crackhead babies
7 redneck hoes
6 rotting bodies
5 cases of FAYGO, hey!
4 neden holes
3 fat stanks
2 splatterd dogs And
1 dead Governor E

so there you are, your sittin' there just kinda chillin'
oh richie boy, you look a little bit like Dillan
the 90210 bitch with the funny hair
so I'm a change a few things around here and there
start with your eyes, I pluck 'em out your head
and pull your balls out your sack and stick 'em there instead
then I'll stamp all your toes and stick 'em in your noes
and pull the hair out your head until your skull shows
yeah i'm all syked we gotta fix you for the show tonight
but your lips man to me they just a little right
they could be a little fatter, even more
so fuckin' fat bitch your lip is draggin' on the floor
tie your tongue into a knot and stretch it out
and tack a sign on it tellin' what your all about
set you up cause now your ready so +open+ up the +door+
cause at the house of wonders you're the freak show

carnival thrills
carnival chills
carnival excites you
carnival kills
ah, ooh, ah, oh
another freak show from the juggaluggalo (2x)

so there you are
come on in chicky wow, aint you a pretty?
i think i'll start with the silicone that's in your titty
i'll pull it out, put it in your forehead and cheek
so now you look like the elephant bitch freak
don't try and run chicky poo, I'm just gettin started
i'll beat your head in with the brick untill you're half retarded
remember the ugly girl you laughed at, at the prom?
don't try to laugh now bitch you look like her mom
it came to tuesday but it's starin at
i stuff you full of chilli cheese dogs and make you +fat+
then I stretch your fuckin lips and stick 'em in your ear
so all the evil shit you talk, only you can hear
i shave you bald and glue your titty on the top
then I spin ya on your nipple until you drop
+hey+, almost ready jump steady? open the door
cause at the house of wonders you're the freak show

carnival thrills
carnival chills
carnival excites you
carnival kills
ah, ooh, ah, oh
another freak show from the juggaluggalo (3x)

so there you are [record scratch]
oh my god
so there you are [record scratch]
oh oh oh my god
so there you are [record scratch]
oh oh my god
so there you are [record scratch]
oh my god
so there you are

chorus to out

Um well J that was an interesting Halloween Story
Um anybody else have another Halloween story they'd like to share with the class?
I have another one
Well you have just told your story J
So what bitch, you sit here every day and tell stories
I'll tell a story in this mutha fucka J
See he doesn't want me to tell my story
Cuz he know my story, it's about Mr. Rotten Treats
All your parents know my story too
They don't tell you about him though
Long ago they all killed Mr.Rotten Treats
They're scared that you'll talk about 'em, they're scared that
He'll come back from the dead, they're all scared he'll cut your fucken ass
Welcome too, the other side
That's what they told me when I died
I was stabbed in the head
Look what ya done dead
All the blood bled, one juggalo dead I
t was a cold, dark, scary Halloween night
My neighbors and their people they didn't realy like me right
So they came and burn down my world
Just because I like to murder they boys and girls
It was the Halloween
I never ment to harm no one
I thought you were supposed to murder it was all in fun
I see the monsters and the goblins
I'm a killer too
But then they call me sick so what was I supposed to do?
I come back from the other side I come for the people that took away my life
Trick or treat bitch, my dead body speaks
You tricked me now it's only right that you try my rotten treats Trick or treat, trick or treat
Watch as the dead man walks the street (2x)
Mr. Rotten Treats got all the good shit over here boys and girls,
I got balls freshly picked form Detroit's biggest nutsacks,
I got Milky bar with the delicious razor blade filling
I got fudge freshly packed from the worlds rarest fudge packer
Must return to the other side
But not before I take these bitches on a murder ride
Murder go round, the dead body clown
Put the treats in your mouth, and swish it all around
Excuse me little boy, but is your daddy home?
Thank you sonny here's a little treat now run along
Hey buddy, you thought I was dead, man
You probably stuffed the fucken shank in my head
It was the Halloween I never ment to harm no one
I thought you were supposed to murder it was all in fun
I see the monsters and the goblins I'm a killer too
But then they call me sick so what was I supposed to do?
I see you to the other side
Your buddies and your neighbors can come along for the ride
Weak bitches, you thought that you had me beat
But this Halloween I'm commin back with my Rotten Treats
Trick or treat, trick or treat
Watch as the dead man walks the street (2x)
Mr. Rotten Treats runs this bitch, bitch,
I got Fried titty nipples, sweet acid drops,
sweet chocolate covered nipple nuggets with the fresh creamy shit filling,
ask about my bitch she loves my cookie dough nut dribbles
It was the Halloween I never ment to harm no one
I thought that you were supposed to murder it was all in fun
I seen the monsters and the goblins I'm a killer too
But then they call me sick so what was I supposed to do?
Welcome to the other side
(Trick or treat, trick or treat
Watch as the dead man walks the street)

COME AND GET IT! Woo! We got some fresh vittles for your fat chicken-ass
to snack on, bitch!
So here, start wit' a slice of this fresh piggy pie, mothafucka!

The first little piggy, his house is made of wood,
He lives in a chicken turkey piggy neighborhood.
He likes to fuck his sister, and drink his moonshine,
A typical redneck filthy fuckin' swine!
I rode into town with my ax in my holster,
Everybody knows about the wicked piggy roaster.
A farmer at the border, he tried to take me out,
I drew my ax with the quickness, and cut his chicken feathers out!
Walked in the village, and to the piggy's place,
He opened up his door, and popped me in the face.
It blew me off the porch, and cracked my head in half,
But I'm a Juggalo, so it only made me laugh. (Hehe!)
Forty in hand, I rose from the dead,
And threw with all my might, I made a ping noise off his head.
Since we out west, I had a little fun,
And pulled his fuckin' tongue out the back of his cranium!

(chors)

Three little piggies, to make a piggy pie.
There's nothing like the sound when you hear a piggy die.
I might use a gun, (No!)
I might use an ax, (yes!)
The carnival's in town, come and get your piggy snacks!

The second little piggy, his house is made of brick,
And this little piggy is a mutha fuckin' dick.
He sits on his bench and gets all the respect,
But if I get a chance, I'm goin' straight for the neck.
He walked in the room, and everybody rose,
Lopped off bucket chillin' underneath my clothes.
First they let the piggy, now you can finally sit,
But what this piggy don't know is he's about to get his neck wet!
Now I see the bailiff, I'm thinkin' what the fuck?
I can smoke this room before his hearing aid will pick it up.
Old-ass man, I let him get away,
That tired mutha fucka, probably die tomorrow anyway.
Here come the piggy, it's time for my case,
His eyes are blood red with a wicked lookin' face.
He saw my joker's smile, and sentenced me a dime,
So I racked on the bucket, made it fuckin' rain pork rhines!

(chors)

Three little piggies, to make a piggy pie.
There's nothing like the sound when you hear a piggy die.
I might use a knife, (No!)
I might use an ax, (yes!)
The carnival's in town, come and get your piggy snacks!(x2)

The last little piggy, his house is made of gold,
He lives in a mansion on his own private road,
I started walking down it, the guardy he told me wait,
I bounced off his head and did a Jackie Chan over the gate!
Cuz this little piggy, must definitely fry,
I'm a lop his nugget off and toss it in the sky.
And then I watch the moon take the form of the devil,
And pull it out the sky, and beat it with a shovel.
People in my city, they fight for they meals,
He sleeps on a mattress stuffed with hundred dollar bills.
A richie is the devil, he never really made it,
So I'm a take his money stack and stuff his face wit' it.
Opened up his door, he's sleeping in his bed,
I grabbed a brick of gold laid it upside his head.
He begged for his life, I told him it's too late,
It took away his dough and watched the devil suffocate, cuz I need

(chors)

Three little piggies, to make a piggy pie.
There's nothing like the sound when you hear a piggy die.
I might use a gun, (No!)
I might use an ax, (yes!)
The carnival's in town, come and get your piggy snacks! (X3)

Maggots can't fuck with the Shaggy
Cuz I got a crew Bitch, a crew like you aint never even known
Carnival freaks from the ghetto zone
All waiten for the day to put you in your place
I had the fat bearded lady sitten on your face
Bitch boy bitchy you might get hurt
Dead Carnival clown puttin in w-w-w-work
You think you the shit cuz you think you to the upper hand
But why don't you come and meet my boy the strong man
And he'll grab you by the head and squeeze until it pops
And shake your mutha fucken neck until your head flops
Cuz I'm runnin with the bianja mutha fucks
I'll make a voodoo doll out of ya, and flick your nuts
See I was born to cause a kid like Carny Ruckus
I came out the neden and started to choke ya mutha fuckas
I leave the school drop a stick in half way out your dome
The worst part about it is,
I'm Not Alone
Jokers and freaks deep in the night
Thought I was a nerd but ya picked the wrong fight
J-J-J-J-J-Jimmy cracked corn but they don't care
They bust ya in the mutha fucken mouth with a chair (2x)
I'm a nerd, and all the bitches call me a nerdy geek
And they would love to stick they thumbtacks on my seat
And they would throw they spit balls at the class freak
And everyone of them bitches died in there sleep
Cuz I fuck around with books and the severed barn
Crystal balls, black magic and jokers cards
And at night just when I'm feelin lonely
The clowns come to my bed and juggle for me
So don't fuck with the Shaggs cuz I cast spells
And don't come cryin to me when your tongue swells
I'm hangin with freak shows, like
Crab Boy, Snake Boy, Flipper and Scab Boy
And a man who can eat his own fucken face
And then shit it out and screw it back into place
If you don't think so you can suck my bone
Cuz I tried tellin ya man,
I'm Not Alone
Jokers and freaks deep in the night
Thought I was a nerd but ya picked the wrong fight
J-J-J-J-J-Jimmy cracked corn but they don't care
They bust ya in the mutha fucken mouth with a chair (2x)
Well I like to hang with Tall Jess and Jump Steady
Nate The Mack and Violent J and Uncle Fredy
Chunky Mutha Fucky and Scott they got my respect
But I really like to hang with ol' rubber neck
A freak show from the circus that you don't know
And I fucked the Lion Lady in the neden hole
And sometime she do an acrobatic flip on my nuts
And it feels so good
So tell your boys that the yellow beats are jump circuits
I walk around your neighborhood chokin mutha fuckas
I used to be a fool but then the jokers got juice
Shit changed when I started hanging out with Zeus
And if you take me out you know I'm comin back again
With my homeboys Jack and the Cannon Man
He come flyin out the barrel doin Mach 9
With his fist commin straight for your spine
Never fuck with the Shaggs cuz it's always ticken
I throw a curse and turn your ass into a chicken
So when you see me by my lonely in the ghetto zone
Mutha fucka better realize,
I'm Not Alone
Jokers and freaks deep in the night
Thought I was a nerd but ya picked the wrong fight
J-J-J-J-J-Jimmy cracked corn but they don't care
They bust ya in the mutha fucken mouth with a chair

We measure things by what we are.
To the maggots in the cheese
The chesse is the universe.
To the worms in the corpse
The corpse is the cosmos.
How than can we be so cocksure about our world
Just because of our telescopes, and microscopes,
And the splitting of the atoms, certainly not
Science is but a organized system of ignorance.
There are more thing on heaven and earth than on earth than on heaven than on earth
What do we know about the beyond?
Do we know what's behind the beyond?
I'm afraid some of us hardly know what's beyond the behind.

Fuck damnit, another Halloween
People on Military know what this means
Houses on fire, they're blowin' up cars
Creatures on the streets, and razor blades in candy bars

Went to trick or treat the first house on my block
Spit in my face and gave me a rock
I tried to give it back and said I'll take nothing instead
Turned around and walked away and felt the rock peg me in the head

Walked to the next house directly next door
And there I found an old lady dead on the floor
I said excuse me miss, but do you have a treat?
She lifted her leg and scraped flakes off her dead feet

I ran to the next house happy and giddy
There I seen a fat woman holding up her titty
I said "Trick or treat" she said "Treat or trick"
And squeezed on her titty until it fuckin' got too sick

The next house was set back in the woods
I was a little frightened but fuck I want the goods
I knocked on the door, I heard a knock back
And then I heard "Come in" and yo I'm like, Fuck That!

This house belongs to Mrs. Cherryspoon
She said "Drop your drawers your treat is coming soon"
I quickly grew a stiffy but kept my eye's shut
A hand came out the mail shoot and flicked me in the nuts

I wobbled to the next house ready for the worst
And chilling in the drive was a long black hearse
I rung the door-bell and said "Is anybody home?"
Of course little boy have a sugar coated kidney stone

I walked through the field and to the next crib
It's friendly Mrs. Witherbee in her cooking nib
I said "How bout some candy?"
She said "How bout instead,
A nice hot fresh home made loaf of yeast infection bread"

My bag's getting heavy so I rest on the curb
And riding on his bike, here comes little Larry Shurd
I snuck up behind him, and kicked 'im off his seat
I punched 'im in the neck and power bombed 'im in the street

Now my sack of candy has doubled in size
Up to the next house for my scarey prize
I'm like Trick or Treat, Trick, Treat, Tricky, Dick
He opened up the door slapped my lips and didn't give me shit

Rock through his window and ran across the street
To the big mansion I'm in for a treat
I dinged on the dong, and here comes the butler
A big gumpy, tall ass lurch looking mother fucker
I said "Hello Mister, is there somethin for my sack?"
He reached into his pocket but I think he hurt his back
It's taken him an hour, my bag is open ready
But then he finally dropped it in my sack, a fuckin' penny

The next house is abandoned so forget it
But wait a minute I think somebody's livin in it
I ran up to the porch Trick or Treat you can't hide
It was a crackhead he crawled in my bag and died

The next house was mine, the last on the block
My mothers sitting on the porch shining up her glock
I climbed on the roof with my brother Jump Steady. And we yelled,
HAPPY HALLOWEEN AND CLOWN LOVE TO THE WHOLE CITY!

Fuck dammit, another Halloween
People on Military know what this means
Houses on fire, they're blowin' up cars
Creatures on the streets, and razor blades in candy bars (4x)

Yeah what you need?
Yeah let me get a large order of fries and ugh
No fries
Excuse me?
No fries man
Oh, well bust be out then
All right then give me a large double slam and...
Nope
What?
Can't do it
Why not?
No meat?
No meat
Man, damn... all right then, I'll take a salad then
Better grow yourself one
What's that?
We aint got no damn salad man
Ah, well then what the hell do you have?
We got the Dogbeats
Oh yeah the Dogbeats huh?
Yup All right, then I'll take an order of that to go then

Inner City Posse's got the Dogbeats
ICP we got the Dogbeats
No you don't stop with the funk from the old days
Start on your head as the beat plays
Yo, the ICP has got the Dogbeats
Inner City Posse and were playin for keeps
And I know you likin' this funk
Cuz I can hear my voice commin out the trunk
Of your ride, don't take me for a sucker
You leavin untended I'm a take the mutha 2 to the D to the o-p-e
Hittin 03 with the ICP
I like bass, treble, and the temp stuff
Throw kick it in the back of a Seventies Bus
With that 40-O Or that Straw Bull
Shootin' craps in the back of the liquor store
And I'm hittin, and we'll keep it at that
You out Joe? No, I'm too dope for that
Rollin and I'm headin for the Clark Park
Just finished shootin 8 with the dark shark
Seen the freak with the bright white tank top
Keep rollin cuz I know I'll see my bank drop
Homeboy if you wanna keep your riches
Stay the hell away from them more money
From the truck to the bukers to the jeeps
The ICP has got the Dogbeats
Bow-wow-wow
Yipy-yo
Yipy-yeah
Bow-wow-wow
Yipy-yo
Yipy-Yeah (4x)
Street lights glearin off the windshield
Mear coke crackers on the general wheel
6 Pack in the back and I'm dosin
Keep the sounds up find skate 1 thousand
2 Dope gotta keep his own style
Home made kicken box 4 tendance
Posse P make the whole car hop
When we let the bass drop
Inner City Posse's got the bad rep
Like my man on the cruches took a big step
And I can't stand the neighborhood menace
So I swell his chin like Rocky Denise
Bass in the car somethin stacks
I now hear me roamin them Pontiacs
Everyone's brittle when the bass rocks
So I got a little somethin in the glovebox
Long black hair with the white rag
40 cent Faygo in a brown bag
Jump Steady, Rude Boy, and Nate The Mack
Chillen by my side cuz my Posse's stacked
I know I'm gettin famous just think for a minute
Stole the car radio and my tape was in it
Sounds bringin life to the streets
The ICP got the Dogbeats
Bow-wow-wow
Yipy-yo
Yipy-yeah
Bow-wow-wow
Yipy-yo
Yipy-Yeah (4x)
Inner City Posse got the Dogbeats (hit it)(3x)
Is in the house
Waitin at the light as my bass thumps
And I'm gettin jocked by these local chumps
They point, they wave, they stare, they look
I been jocked so hard I could write a book
Violent J down with the pimp daddy's (3x)
Smooth plush rides in the velvet caddie's
All the way live down Jefferson
Inner City Posse's got the best of them
When the tape and your system meet
ICP has got the Dogbeats
Bow-wow-wow
Yipy-yo
Yipy-yeah
Bow-wow-wow
Yipy-yo
Yipy-Yeah (4x)
Inner City Posse got the Dogbeats
ICP we got the
Dogbeats (4x)