Insane Clown Posse - Forgotten Freshness 4 (2005)

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RELEASE DATE:	2005-11-15
DURATION:	115:42
# OF TRACKS:	30
ALBUM TYPE:	정규, studio
GENRE/STYLE:	랩/힙합
ALSO KNOWN AS:	-
INDEX:	49

TRACKS

Disc 1

Intro

Insane Clown Posse

1:15

It was a soft gentle night
In the little town of, of, well, your town
The gentle breeze swept the streets
Creating that pleasant howl that these kind town folks
Have enjoyed for so many, many years
The wind chimes sent their peaceful melodies
Into the ears of the sleepy residents
But the unusual was approaching in the distance
Something evil was heading towards this small town
While the residents slept, something crept
Slithered and crawled its way through the quiet streets
Guided by the moon light
These frightening strangers set up tents and rides
Shows and games, there were savage jesters
And wicked ringmasters
There were horrid freak shows
And sights only the impending doom will witness
They brung with them the carnage
That they had lived with for eternity
The morning is a new day
The people of this town will unwillingly witness
The show of their lives, only rumored to exist
You will be the next to die helplessly
At the Carnival of Carnage

The People

Insane Clown Posse

3:52

This one is for my people all the very people This one is for my people
We got trees growin out the dirt for us to climb on beats attackin your ears for us to ryme on
Our time with a bag of purp 3 5 dimes puttin shags to work
We on both sides of the river all around the ocean spinnin like a carousel stuck in fast motion
Like that champ out on his back flat on the map i been doin that
We runnin bare foot on broken glass i cant belive it but the shit is out there and were here to receive it
Catch me on the waterfalls with sexy ass mermaids washin my balls
Were throwin rocks in the sky puttin craters on the moon chillin with the creature from the black lagoon
Communication through your stereo for every body listenin here we go

This ones for my people
The people
The very people
Listenin here
And it dont matter where (Out there)
This ones for my people
The people
The very people
Listenin here
And it dont matter where (Out there)

We flyin with the red wall needles gettin shot at floatin on a iceberg wonderin were the pot at
Grease paint with a bottle of go fetch me a lette and im outta the doo
We take you higher then lex luger always stay true to scrubs universally on wanted juggalletes and thugs
I got a robotic arm and dont nobody know it i can rip your whole head and throw it
We are a never ending story that only gets better as we make our way through this life we live together
Hooptie ridin with my headphones on vision im in a bentley on hologram chrome
The wicked shit will never die put some hatchet in your ear holes real underground baby punchin through your stereos
Somthin wicked for the chosin few so for everybody listenin this goes to you

This ones for my people
The people
The very people
Listenin here
And it dont matter where (Out there)
This ones for my people
The people
The very people
Listenin here
And it dont matter where (Out there)

For my people livin downtown (it dont matter where)
For my people livin in the forrest (out there)
For my people livin in the dry desert and where the rain pours(out there)
For my people in the jungle for my people in the beatbox (out there)
For my people in the island for my people in the crops (out there)
For my people in the snowstroms for my people in the heatwaves (out there)
For my people bein born and all my people in the graves (out there)
For my people in the swamp lands for my people of the tundra (out there)
For my people in the penthouses and the others livin under (out there)
For my people in oriente for my people of the seas (out there)
For my people in the out back and my people from the trees (out there)
For my people of the mountains for my people on the road (out there)
For my people everywhere that call themselves juggalos (out there)

This ones for my people 
The people 
The very people 
Listenin here 
And it dont matter where (Out there)
This ones for my people 
The people 
The very people 
Listenin here 
And it dont matter where (Out there)

We flyin with the red wall needles gettin shot at floatin on a iceberg wonderin were the pot at
Grease paint with a bottle of go fetch me a lette and im outta the doo
We take you higher then lex luger always stay true to scrubs universally on wanted juggalletes and thugs
I got a robotic arm and dont nobody know it i can rip your whole head and throw it
We are a never ending story that only gets better as we make our way through this life we live together
Hooptie ridin with my headphones on vision im in a bentley on hologram chrome
The wicked shit will never die put some hatchet in your ear holes real underground baby punchin through your stereos
Somthin wicked for the chosin few so for everybody listenin this goes to you

For my people livin downtown (it dont matter where)
For my people livin in the forrest (out there)
For my people livin in the dry desert and where the rain pours(out there)
For my people in the jungle for my people in the beatbox (out there)
For my people in the island for my people in the crops (out there)
For my people in the snowstroms for my people in the heatwaves (out there)
For my people bein born and all my people in the graves (out there)
For my people in the swamp lands for my people of the tundra (out there)
For my people in the penthouses and the others livin under (out there)
For my people in oriente for my people of the seas (out there)
For my people in the out back and my people from the trees (out there)
For my people of the mountains for my people on the road (out there)
For my people everywhere that call themselves juggalos (out there)

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Clown Walk

Insane Clown Posse

2:14

I Clown Walk jump back with the beat
Breathin with a step and a slap on the cheek
Foot work hear me squat when i walk by
With your hawk eye you get a chalk line
I dance up and down steps when i gotta
Clown walkin on my hands i gotcha
Big love if you love that to
Walkin right past those foos doin the statue

When you do the Clown Walk
Thats how you set it off
When you do the Clown Walk
Thats how you set it off
When you do the Clown Walk
Thats how you set it off
Step forth backwords shotgun let it off

They call me showcase showoff
Sky whisky walks walk like a hawk
Freestyles for the chosin few
For me and my crew only pay per view
Caterpillar or electric boogie
They call me walkwalla crunk when i wookie
So crazy with the ill behavior
Fresh flavor step with the majors

When you do the Clown Walk
Thats how you set it off
When you do the Clown Walk
Thats how you set it off
When you do the Clown Walk
Thats how you set it off
Step forth backwords shotgun let it off
Put your right foot up! Stomp to the ground! Stomp! 180! turn it around!
Put your left foot up! Stomp to the ground! Stomp! 180! turn it around!

Everything im big time super duper
Iv met my homie remy let me introduce ya
Walkin late for squares in fact its deadly
Shed blood on the dance floor i aint frendly
Boom boom clap let the rhythm proceed
Boom boom clap from the iron in my sleve
4:00 am roll around i had enough
But the tricks still flocked just to brush my shoes off

When you do the Clown Walk
Thats how you set it off
When you do the Clown Walk
Thats how you set it off
When you do the Clown Walk
Thats how you set it off
Step forth backwords shotgun let it off
Put your right foot up! Stomp to the ground! Stomp! 180! turn it around!
Put your left foot up! Stomp to the ground! Stomp! 180! turn it around!
When you do the Clown Walk
Thats how you set it off
When you do the Clown Walk
Thats how you set it off
When you do the Clown Walk
Thats how you set it off
Step forth backwords shotgun let it off
Put your right foot up! Stomp to the ground! Stomp! 180! turn it around!
Put your left foot up! Stomp to the ground! Stomp! 180! turn it around!

When you do the Clown Walk 
Thats how you set it off
When you do the Clown Walk 
Thats how you set it off
When you do the Clown Walk 
Thats how you set it off
Step forth backwords shotgun let it off

They call me showcase showoff
Sky whisky walks walk like a hawk
Freestyles for the chosin few
For me and my crew only pay per view
Caterpillar or electric boogie
They call me walkwalla crunk when i wookie
So crazy with the ill behavior 
Fresh flavor step with the majors

Everything im big time super duper
Iv met my homie remy let me introduce ya
Walkin late for squares in fact its deadly
Shed blood on the dance floor i aint frendly
Boom boom clap let the rhythm proceed
Boom boom clap from the iron in my sleve
4:00 am roll around i had enough
But the tricks still flocked just to brush my shoes off

When you do the Clown Walk 
Thats how you set it off
When you do the Clown Walk 
Thats how you set it off
When you do the Clown Walk 
Thats how you set it off
Step forth backwords shotgun let it off
Put your right foot up! Stomp to the ground! Stomp! 180! turn it around!
Put your left foot up! Stomp to the ground! Stomp! 180! turn it around!
When you do the Clown Walk 
Thats how you set it off
When you do the Clown Walk 
Thats how you set it off
When you do the Clown Walk 
Thats how you set it off
Step forth backwords shotgun let it off
Put your right foot up! Stomp to the ground! Stomp! 180! turn it around!
Put your left foot up! Stomp to the ground! Stomp! 180! turn it around!

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3:12

5:12

Smack that bitch right across the lips
Cause she aint nothin but a filthy bitch
Beat the freak in the head with a cinder block
Blackin her eyes your lunatic tock
Cause i really dont gives a fuck
Except when im tryin to put her in the book
Shit i aint sayin nothin
Sombody left there load in her bellybutton
How you gonna say you love that
When her breathe be smellin like somonebodys nutsack
I outta smack you in your fucking head
Should of shot that bitch in the bag with nut stains
But you nothin but a pogo tryin to fall in love but you cant love a yoyo
She will run and fuck then come right back then i greet her at the door with a smack
Cause im psycho swingin till you hit her singin

I think yous a dumbass bitch
In a minute he aint even gonna want the shit
You needa shut your stuck up mouth
Cause your pussy aint worth the walk to your house
Im tired of the dooky lies you know your dream about his ugly ass face between your thighs
Because you think it feels nice all he wants to do is smack your ass once or twice
And make your buttcrack jiggle and stick his little ding a ling in the middle
I suppose you can wait for a weddin but aint nothin wrong with givin up a little neden
But if you really wanna hold on to the couchy atleast let him stick his nuts in your booty
Or ill wear somthin else out like maybe let him chill with his nuts in your mouth
But if not well thats alright because he will just fuck some other bitch tonight

2 Dope is the mother fuckin shit
You know what im sayin?
Bitches be linein up to get a glense of his nuts
And stick em in there butts
But only the nastyest uglyest southwest sewer skanks be gettin doin the nasty with the mother fuckin shaggy

Roll up on your chocolate tie and smoke that shit until you die
Biggity puffin on the sess takin off her dress
Slap her titties up and down do they bounce? (yes)
Good get some redbull and pour it in her bootie hole
Did she yell what the fuck? (yes) you did it right
So turn the bitch over and punch her in the eye
Some bitches like this but i dont know why
But some will hit you back you must watch out for that
Cause if you with a gangsta bitch you aint gettin jack (aww)
How to keep your nut shh i have a secret
But if imma tell you youve got to promise to keep it
Get you some Faygo and pour it in a bowl
And let your nuts soak in it (what?) just kiddin (ohh)
That is all your lession for today
If you cant get it right yous a punk ass bitch!
Wicked klowns mutha fucker Violent J 2 Dope
Know what im sayin? check it mutha fucker
Nathan mack laylow...

I think yous a dumbass bitch
In a minute he aint even gonna want the shit
You needa shut your stuck up mouth
Cause your pussy aint worth the walk to your house
Im tired of the dooky lies you know your dream about his ugly ass face between your thighs
Because you think it feels nice all he wants to do is smack your ass once or twice
And make your buttcrack jiggle and stick his little ding a ling in the middle
I suppose you can wait for a weddin but aint nothin wrong with givin up a little neden
But if you really wanna hold on to the couchy atleast let him stick his nuts in your booty
Or ill wear somthin else out like maybe let him chill with his nuts in your mouth
But if not well thats alright because he will just fuck some other bitch tonight

2 Dope is the mother fuckin shit
You know what im sayin?
Bitches be linein up to get a glense of his nuts
And stick em in there butts
But only the nastyest uglyest southwest sewer skanks be gettin doin the nasty with the mother fuckin shaggy

Roll up on your chocolate tie and smoke that shit until you die
Biggity puffin on the sess takin off her dress
Slap her titties up and down do they bounce? (yes)
Good get some redbull and pour it in her bootie hole
Did she yell what the fuck? (yes) you did it right
So turn the bitch over and punch her in the eye
Some bitches like this but i dont know why
But some will hit you back you must watch out for that
Cause if you with a gangsta bitch you aint gettin jack (aww)
How to keep your nut shh i have a secret
But if imma tell you youve got to promise to keep it
Get you some Faygo and pour it in a bowl
And let your nuts soak in it (what?) just kiddin (ohh)
That is all your lession for today
If you cant get it right yous a punk ass bitch!
Wicked klowns mutha fucker Violent J 2 Dope
Know what im sayin? check it mutha fucker
Nathan mack laylow...

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Mad House [w/Tech N9ne,]

Insane Clown Posse

4:23

Welcome... to the Madhouse...
Here ghost wail and moan
Skeletons rattle trying to escape there prisoning coffins (Wicked Shit)
Grimlins and skulls gasp a death (ICP Tech N9ne)
You have enterd the Mad House

Sombody open the fuckin door and let me in!
The worlds are about to get me again
Shit aint pretend im safer in the madhouse
Clinging to the selene like a spider
Im out of your mind like frozen fire
Razorblade fingers scratchin my neck
Lost in the maze i found a dragon barbeque in the back
A arm came out of the toilet and squaws my balls
That shirt hurt got me head but holes in the walls
I wanna see you!
I hear you!
I catch spirits and ghosts by there invisible throats and then tear through (tear through)
Never scary boo bitch im a kamikaze
Swimmin through the living room watching joni and chachi
And then i realize im potsy trapped in the tv
Sombody changed the channel and got the better of me

Your aint never gettin in and we aint never gettin out
Cause I hold the key to unlock this madhouse!
It dont matter where you run to scream or shout
Cause I hold the key to unlock this madhouse!
Your aint never gettin in and we aint never gettin out
Cause I hold the key to unlock this madhouse!
It dont matter where you run to scream or shout
Cause I hold the key to unlock this madhouse!

So many dimensions and lines except for these levels of dips and devil
Aint been alright sense the ghetto better wait for my temper settle
Cause my mind is a madhouse the n9ne fittin spaz out
Player haters dont throw stones if you grind in a glass house
Sometimes when i lash out i pass out how sick and insanse and vain can this be
Wanna fly your little head like a frisbee six six triple eight forty six ninede nine thrisde
This strange and psychopathic homie this is not disney
The madhouse continues to pin you send you psycho bitches to the back of the venue
Then you slitther when like when im here in you or off in you
Then my homies 2 dope and Jay do you up somthin real ???
Level of madness extasy shrooms and acid
Beats release but you cant find me in lake placid
Finnaly in missouri dissily struttin with a bad bitch
Her last kid was disastres ICP on some Mad Shit!

Your aint never gettin in and we aint never gettin out
Cause I hold the key to unlock this madhouse!
It dont matter where you run to scream or shout
Cause I hold the key to unlock this madhouse!
Mad...House... Mad House
It dont matter where you run to scream or shout
Cause I hold the key to unlock this madhouse!

Peekaboo anybody home? where you at?
Tryin to be sneaky creeping behind me mutha facka i saw that rail
Maybe its a mirror or a diffrent person he was grabbin his nuts and spittin and curseing at me fag!
There somethings in this life that i fail to understand even as even as a grown man i dont comprehend
Like how in the fuck did i walk up the stairs and some fucking how i ended up down here
Well laughing and giggleing like a little school girl with my homies Jay and Tech aint even there Hmmm
What the fuck not a damn single bitch in this place but some ones figgin my nuts
I got it done well sittin with my pants around my ankles dry humpin my hand
Alot of mother fucker claim the insanity plead but not me
Its this house thats gone mad im insane as can be!

Your aint never gettin in and we aint never gettin out
Cause I hold the key to unlock this madhouse!
It dont matter where you run to scream or shout
Cause I hold the key to unlock this madhouse!
Mad...House... Mad House
It dont matter where you run to scream or shout
Cause I hold the key to unlock this madhouse! (Let me out the Madhouse)
Let me out the Madhouse
Let me out the Madhouse
Let me out the Madhouse
Let me out the Madhouse
Let me out the Madhouse
Let me out the Madhouse

Sombody open the fuckin door and let me in!
The worlds are about to get me again
Shit aint pretend im safer in the madhouse
Clinging to the selene like a spider
Im out of your mind like frozen fire
Razorblade fingers scratchin my neck
Lost in the maze i found a dragon barbeque in the back
A arm came out of the toilet and squaws my balls
That shirt hurt got me head but holes in the walls
I wanna see you!
I hear you!
I catch spirits and ghosts by there invisible throats and then tear through (tear through)
Never scary boo bitch im a kamikaze
Swimmin through the living room watching joni and chachi
And then i realize im potsy trapped in the tv 
Sombody changed the channel and got the better of me

Your aint never gettin in and we aint never gettin out
Cause I hold the key to unlock this madhouse!
It dont matter where you run to scream or shout
Cause I hold the key to unlock this madhouse!
Your aint never gettin in and we aint never gettin out
Cause I hold the key to unlock this madhouse!
It dont matter where you run to scream or shout
Cause I hold the key to unlock this madhouse!

So many dimensions and lines except for these levels of dips and devil
Aint been alright sense the ghetto better wait for my temper settle
Cause my mind is a madhouse the n9ne fittin spaz out
Player haters dont throw stones if you grind in a glass house
Sometimes when i lash out i pass out how sick and insanse and vain can this be
Wanna fly your little head like a frisbee six six triple eight forty six ninede nine thrisde
This strange and psychopathic homie this is not disney
The madhouse continues to pin you send you psycho bitches to the back of the venue
Then you slitther when like when im here in you or off in you
Then my homies 2 dope and Jay do you up somthin real ???
Level of madness extasy shrooms and acid
Beats release but you cant find me in lake placid
Finnaly in missouri dissily struttin with a bad bitch 
Her last kid was disastres ICP on some Mad Shit!

Peekaboo anybody home? where you at?
Tryin to be sneaky creeping behind me mutha facka i saw that rail
Maybe its a mirror or a diffrent person he was grabbin his nuts and spittin and curseing at me fag!
There somethings in this life that i fail to understand even as even as a grown man i dont comprehend
Like how in the fuck did i walk up the stairs and some fucking how i ended up down here
Well laughing and giggleing like a little school girl with my homies Jay and Tech aint even there Hmmm
What the fuck not a damn single bitch in this place but some ones figgin my nuts
I got it done well sittin with my pants around my ankles dry humpin my hand
Alot of mother fucker claim the insanity plead but not me 
Its this house thats gone mad im insane as can be!

Your aint never gettin in and we aint never gettin out
Cause I hold the key to unlock this madhouse!
It dont matter where you run to scream or shout
Cause I hold the key to unlock this madhouse!
Mad...House... Mad House
It dont matter where you run to scream or shout
Cause I hold the key to unlock this madhouse! (Let me out the Madhouse)
Let me out the Madhouse
Let me out the Madhouse
Let me out the Madhouse
Let me out the Madhouse
Let me out the Madhouse
Let me out the Madhouse

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Feels So Right

Insane Clown Posse

3:39

Purged up like a gargoyle waiting up in a tree
Dropped down apon a victim falls so silently
Clown paint with a hoodie my face glows at night
Lurking through shadows all feels so right
Bloodshed on my arms warm as the feeling
Fresh killings never cold but felt so appealin
Death in ones eyes illuminates in moon lights
I stand here a monster and it all feels so right!

And it all feels so right!
And it all feels so right!

Round goes the marrys
Scary am i watching her jogging moon in the sky
Like a spider i wait for my sacrifice
I hate what im doing but it all feels so right!
I sleep with the bats and they tell me storys
We both feed on death and much hated forrests
Sometimes i resist but the urge is to tight
Murders committed and it all feels so right!

And it all feels so right!
And it all feels so right!

One stab to the hungry one
Stab for the we
One stab for the forgotten
One stab for the free
One stab for the laughter
One stab for the strife
Bullets rippin through my body
And it all feels so right!!!

And it all feels so right!!!
And it all feels so right!!!
And it all feels so right!!!
And it all feels so right!!!
And it all feels so right!!!

Homies W/ Twiztid (Mike E. Clark Mix)

Insane Clown Posse

3:45

Staaaaaaaaale!!!

Insane Clown Posse

3:31

You were fuckin penny pencha id never give a incha
Short arms and deep pockets be sure to lock it real special
You wont go drivein through our neighborhood your fuckin
STAAAAAAAAALE!!!
Your women wait on you to sleep then sneak out on a creep and come back home and kiss you
Leave some nut on your cheek because that bitch a freek but you just fake like you asleep your fuckin
STAAAAAAAAALE!!!
This mother fucker got a chicken neck fool aint never earned a check
We took a watch off a deadman after a car wreck and scam and live your life as weak as you can your fuckin
STAAAAAAAAALE!!!
Bitch you got a big fuckin ass titties flashin like strobe lights
You bitches know we gotta go but you aint fuckin tonight you aint right i think i know whats wrong with you boo your fuckin
STAAAAAAAAALE!!!

Jump back off me
Get your stale ass off me
Jump back off me
Back your stale ass off me
Im fresh im fresh
So fresh so fresh
So fresh because i wont have stress
No stress
Jump back off me
Get your stale ass off me
Jump back off me
Back your stale ass off me
Im fresh im fresh
So fresh so fresh
And i dont need that staleness bitch ass!

We swing both ways and still swear thats your pimp hand
Plus your thirty somthin or other supported by your motha
Fuckin chickies without a rubber your fuckin
STAAAAAAAAALE!!!
These rappers spittin wicked shit with panties on under there jeans
Actin like there topgun but run when i pop one
You get a bullet in your smile disrespectin our style your fuckin
STAAAAAAAAALE!!!
Tou can use this as if you legit but to me your just ass talkin poop and shit
You know you should quit before we boot you lip your fuckin
STAAAAAAAAALE!!!
You say you seen bigfoot in your backyard you need to get smacked hard
Your stalkin a fat lard your windows and doors bared
You covered up the tattoo head of a jokers card you fuckin
STAAAAAAAAALE!!!

Jump back off me
Get your stale ass off me
Jump back off me
Back your stale ass off me
Im fresh im fresh
So fresh so fresh
So fresh because i wont have stress
No stress
Jump back off me
Get your stale ass off me
Jump back off me
Back your stale ass off me
Im fresh im fresh
So fresh so fresh
And i dont need that staleness bitch ass!

Jump back off me 
Get your stale ass off me
Jump back off me 
Back your stale ass off me
Im fresh im fresh
So fresh so fresh
So fresh because i wont have stress
No stress
Jump back off me 
Get your stale ass off me
Jump back off me 
Back your stale ass off me
Im fresh im fresh
So fresh so fresh
And i dont need that staleness bitch ass!

We swing both ways and still swear thats your pimp hand
Plus your thirty somthin or other supported by your motha
Fuckin chickies without a rubber your fuckin
STAAAAAAAAALE!!!
These rappers spittin wicked shit with panties on under there jeans
Actin like there topgun but run when i pop one
You get a bullet in your smile disrespectin our style your fuckin
STAAAAAAAAALE!!!
Tou can use this as if you legit but to me your just ass talkin poop and shit
You know you should quit before we boot you lip your fuckin
STAAAAAAAAALE!!!
You say you seen bigfoot in your backyard you need to get smacked hard
Your stalkin a fat lard your windows and doors bared
You covered up the tattoo head of a jokers card you fuckin
STAAAAAAAAALE!!!

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10.

Bodies Fly

Insane Clown Posse

2:15

Bodies flyin to the sky and explode
People flyin to the sky and explode
Bodies flyin to the sky and explode
And then the blood rains all over the road

I aint never seen anything like my first day in the pit
I seen this lady tryin to hang on to some kid but no give
Hes loose straight up into the sky and completely exploited
And then the fuckin blood shower unloaded holy fuck!
Im trippin out i felt like i was gonna threw up
And then another ninja threw up and blew up im like fuck!
I tryed to call my mom i grabbed the bloody pay phone
But the phone bit my ear off and left a hole in my dome

Bodies flyin to the sky and explode
People flyin to the sky and explode
Bodies flyin to the sky and explode
And then the blood rains all over the road

I seen a fella sittin on the curb payin nobody no mind
He was cryin like everyone else then he started flyin
I knew what was comin next so i ran and tryed to duck
But half his face landed by me bloody fried as fuck
People shootin up like bottle rockets nothin can stop them
Your starin at the floor catchin all them peices droppin
And its bloody bloody bloody it aint funny when it rains on
Everybody body body body and your bodys fucked

Bodies flyin to the sky and explode
People flyin to the sky and explode
Bodies flyin to the sky and explode
And then the blood rains all over the road
Put your hands in the air like you dont care
That its fuckin rainin blood everywhere
Everybody put your hands in the air like you dont care
That its fuckin rainin blood everywhere
Everybody put your hands in the air like you dont care
That its fuckin rainin blood everywhere
Everybody put your hands in the air like you dont care
That its fuckin rainin blood everywhere
Everybody put your hands in the air like you dont care
That its fuckin rainin blood everywhere
Everybody put your hands in the air like you dont care
That its fuckin rainin blood everywhere
Everybody put your hands in the air like you dont care
That its fuckin rainin blood everywhere

Bodies flyin to the sky and explode
People flyin to the sky and explode
Bodies flyin to the sky and explode
And then the blood rains all over the road

I aint never seen anything like my first day in the pit
I seen this lady tryin to hang on to some kid but no give
Hes loose straight up into the sky and completely exploited
And then the fuckin blood shower unloaded holy fuck!
Im trippin out i felt like i was gonna threw up
And then another ninja threw up and blew up im like fuck!
I tryed to call my mom i grabbed the bloody pay phone
But the phone bit my ear off and left a hole in my dome

Bodies flyin to the sky and explode
People flyin to the sky and explode
Bodies flyin to the sky and explode
And then the blood rains all over the road

I seen a fella sittin on the curb payin nobody no mind
He was cryin like everyone else then he started flyin
I knew what was comin next so i ran and tryed to duck
But half his face landed by me bloody fried as fuck
People shootin up like bottle rockets nothin can stop them
Your starin at the floor catchin all them peices droppin
And its bloody bloody bloody it aint funny when it rains on
Everybody body body body and your bodys fucked

Bodies flyin to the sky and explode
People flyin to the sky and explode
Bodies flyin to the sky and explode
And then the blood rains all over the road
Put your hands in the air like you dont care
That its fuckin rainin blood everywhere
Everybody put your hands in the air like you dont care
That its fuckin rainin blood everywhere
Everybody put your hands in the air like you dont care
That its fuckin rainin blood everywhere
Everybody put your hands in the air like you dont care
That its fuckin rainin blood everywhere
Everybody put your hands in the air like you dont care
That its fuckin rainin blood everywhere
Everybody put your hands in the air like you dont care
That its fuckin rainin blood everywhere
Everybody put your hands in the air like you dont care
That its fuckin rainin blood everywhere

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11.

Wicked Rappers Delight [w/ Esham,]

Insane Clown Posse

4:46

ICP and Esham......Wicked Rappers Delight.....2015

[Violent J]
Fiends of the wicked shit it's time to get high
Bump your fucking shit up put some wicked shit by
Detroit legendary demon loop of terror
Staring at you right back with your eyes in the mirror
Blowin' out your brain spontaneous combustion
Lyrics like a mural in each ear and I'm bustin'
Fire breathing wicked shit and meltin' microphones
Blowin' speakers into flames setting fire to your home

[Esham]
How many times you gonna say I need help
Who gives a fuck if I murder myself
I'm thinkin' suicidal thoughts I shot a gay preacher
I didn't do my homework, so I shot my teacher
I dropped out the next day, fuck a GED
Then I went and clowned the industry with ICP
Threw up the 313, to let you know it's me
Esham's dope ho, I'm the king of the D

[Shaggy 2 Dope]
I stole a fuckin' firetruck and drove it through a Wendy's
All that happened to me was a bullet in the kidneys
I almost died death will look at me I'm right again
What's really happening reality is pretend
You can blow my fuckin' head off I'll just grow another
My brain and myself, we don't even know each other
Someone's in the darkness crawling out of my closet door
That's what the nines in the mattress for

[Violent J]
Warlocks and witches come and learn from the master
The walls in my home feature bodies in the plaster
They're dead but stickin out like Han Solo when he froze
With my favourite weapons hangin off they fingers and toes
Wicked pimpin' scary bitches living or dead
All with vampire fangs and they givin' me head
Like cemetery girls bat dance boogie woogie betty
Her neden's big and blew out like a plate of spaghetti

[Esham]
I'm out cold all my teeth gold plus I don't brush em
Quarter back sneakin' plus mo key if you rush em
Bust 'em down, bust 'em up steady fuckin' 'em up
But wait why do I have all this blood on my hands
Blood on my clothes blood on my shoes I'm on the ten o'clock news
For steady, murderin' crews and they point of views
Like, purple chronic mixed with acid demonics
And a stomach full of Jagermeister ready to vomit

[Shaggy 2 Dope]
Mirror mirror on the wall tell us who the wicked are
Shaggy, E and J we in the game and gettin' ours
Hittin' stars in they mouth and boltin' off wicked ready
With necklaces wicked reckless, nobody expects this
Bumpin' this wicked shit homeboy you're braindead
I can fly a motherfuckin neg on your head, breakin'
And tie your fuckin' feet up to your neck
And shoot you in the back watch and kick you down the steps

[Violent J]
I blow a crator in the side of your head
Do the same to your missus while y'all sleeping in bed
Double murder robbery, just another job to me
Rollin' in a stolen Buick hookers slobbin' me
Known through the farmlands as a do gooder wicked
Always shootin the biggots, and kicking the chickens
Askin' me the wrong question also triggers my disease
They'll find your body in Compton and head in Hollis Queens

[Esham]
The phone broke and on the other side was the president
I can't talk right now I'm on the toilet taking a shit
Hung up the phone I think my cover's blown I'm deep cover
Your wife ordered a pizza from me she got the meatlovers
I'm Johnny Bravo the other black rio get at me ho
I make these ho's happy tho, cause I'm they pappy oh
It's too soon for you to be on my team
But give R. Kelly a call, I think he like 'em thirteen

[Shaggy 2 Dope]
I once met a hooker and she did it for free
On the west verner bus number seventy three
All the way in the back she was humping on me
Until I strangled the bitch and stuffed her under my seat
I got off at my stop without so much as a drop of blood
But then I realized I forgot to wear gloves
Now I'm chasing the bus my fingerprints are on her neck
STOP! AND GIVE ME MY DEAD BITCH BACK

[Violent J]
Fucking dead bitches on a ouiji board all night
Busting off shots in the club we all fight
Hanging motherfuckers by they neck off of streetlights
With they legs cut off trying to read me rights, shiit
I'll whip my cd at you stick it in your face
Halfway sticking out but look it still plays
I stomp when I rap and I shake the whole block
Stick my dick in your ear so you can see what I got

[Esham]
I was one of those monsters from the video "Thriller"
Known to the world as the pop star killer
And from another park from the ground I arose
I'm the crusty ass booger hanging out of your nose
I'm the stink on your toes, I'm the weed to your rose
Not one of your friends but I'm one of your foes
And spitting the wicked shit is the life I chose
Do a spin grab my nuts and then b-boy pose

[Shaggy 2 Dope]
Can you walk for some tic tac bloody message on the board
On your chest and take turns shootin the rest
I win everytime need to be like good with every bomb
And off with your head if you're in the way of getting mine
This is Esham and the wicked clowns from the vault
We come flying out the dark with the triple gold salt
I threw a snowball so hard it replaced your eye
It melted and left a fucking hole when it dried

Wicked Rappers Delight
Esham & ICP we wicked rappers delight

ICP and Esham......Wicked Rappers Delight.....2015

[Violent J]
Fiends of the wicked shit it's time to get high
Bump your fucking shit up put some wicked shit by
Detroit legendary demon loop of terror
Staring at you right back with your eyes in the mirror
Blowin' out your brain spontaneous combustion
Lyrics like a mural in each ear and I'm bustin'
Fire breathing wicked shit and meltin' microphones
Blowin' speakers into flames setting fire to your home

[Esham]
How many times you gonna say I need help
Who gives a fuck if I murder myself
I'm thinkin' suicidal thoughts I shot a gay preacher
I didn't do my homework, so I shot my teacher
I dropped out the next day, fuck a GED
Then I went and clowned the industry with ICP
Threw up the 313, to let you know it's me
Esham's dope ho, I'm the king of the D

[Shaggy 2 Dope]
I stole a fuckin' firetruck and drove it through a Wendy's
All that happened to me was a bullet in the kidneys
I almost died death will look at me I'm right again
What's really happening reality is pretend
You can blow my fuckin' head off I'll just grow another
My brain and myself, we don't even know each other
Someone's in the darkness crawling out of my closet door
That's what the nines in the mattress for

[Violent J]
Warlocks and witches come and learn from the master
The walls in my home feature bodies in the plaster
They're dead but stickin out like Han Solo when he froze
With my favourite weapons hangin off they fingers and toes
Wicked pimpin' scary bitches living or dead
All with vampire fangs and they givin' me head
Like cemetery girls bat dance boogie woogie betty
Her neden's big and blew out like a plate of spaghetti

[Esham]
I'm out cold all my teeth gold plus I don't brush em
Quarter back sneakin' plus mo key if you rush em
Bust 'em down, bust 'em up steady fuckin' 'em up
But wait why do I have all this blood on my hands
Blood on my clothes blood on my shoes I'm on the ten o'clock news
For steady, murderin' crews and they point of views
Like, purple chronic mixed with acid demonics
And a stomach full of Jagermeister ready to vomit

[Shaggy 2 Dope]
Mirror mirror on the wall tell us who the wicked are
Shaggy, E and J we in the game and gettin' ours
Hittin' stars in they mouth and boltin' off wicked ready
With necklaces wicked reckless, nobody expects this
Bumpin' this wicked shit homeboy you're braindead
I can fly a motherfuckin neg on your head, breakin'
And tie your fuckin' feet up to your neck
And shoot you in the back watch and kick you down the steps

[Violent J]
I blow a crator in the side of your head
Do the same to your missus while y'all sleeping in bed
Double murder robbery, just another job to me
Rollin' in a stolen Buick hookers slobbin' me
Known through the farmlands as a do gooder wicked
Always shootin the biggots, and kicking the chickens
Askin' me the wrong question also triggers my disease
They'll find your body in Compton and head in Hollis Queens

[Esham]
The phone broke and on the other side was the president
I can't talk right now I'm on the toilet taking a shit
Hung up the phone I think my cover's blown I'm deep cover
Your wife ordered a pizza from me she got the meatlovers
I'm Johnny Bravo the other black rio get at me ho
I make these ho's happy tho, cause I'm they pappy oh
It's too soon for you to be on my team
But give R. Kelly a call, I think he like 'em thirteen

[Shaggy 2 Dope]
I once met a hooker and she did it for free
On the west verner bus number seventy three
All the way in the back she was humping on me
Until I strangled the bitch and stuffed her under my seat
I got off at my stop without so much as a drop of blood
But then I realized I forgot to wear gloves
Now I'm chasing the bus my fingerprints are on her neck
STOP! AND GIVE ME MY DEAD BITCH BACK

[Violent J]
Fucking dead bitches on a ouiji board all night
Busting off shots in the club we all fight
Hanging motherfuckers by they neck off of streetlights
With they legs cut off trying to read me rights, shiit
I'll whip my cd at you stick it in your face
Halfway sticking out but look it still plays
I stomp when I rap and I shake the whole block
Stick my dick in your ear so you can see what I got

[Esham]
I was one of those monsters from the video "Thriller"
Known to the world as the pop star killer
And from another park from the ground I arose
I'm the crusty ass booger hanging out of your nose
I'm the stink on your toes, I'm the weed to your rose
Not one of your friends but I'm one of your foes
And spitting the wicked shit is the life I chose
Do a spin grab my nuts and then b-boy pose

[Shaggy 2 Dope]
Can you walk for some tic tac bloody message on the board
On your chest and take turns shootin the rest
I win everytime need to be like good with every bomb
And off with your head if you're in the way of getting mine
This is Esham and the wicked clowns from the vault
We come flying out the dark with the triple gold salt
I threw a snowball so hard it replaced your eye
It melted and left a fucking hole when it dried

Wicked Rappers Delight
Esham & ICP we wicked rappers delight

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12.

Panties

Insane Clown Posse

3:15

Pull your panties to the side
Pull your panties to the side
Pull your panties pull your panties
Pull your panties to the side

We in the limo drunk
In the back so let me hit from the back
We in the limo drunk
In the back so let me hit from the back

Pull your panties to the side
Pull your panties to the side
Pull your panties pull your panties
Pull your panties to the side

We in the limo drunk
In the back so let me hit from the back
We in the limo drunk
In the back so let me hit from the back

Pull them to the left!
Pull them to the right!
Put that leg over there!
And this one over here!

Pull your panties to the side
Pull your panties to the side
Pull your panties pull your panties
Pull your panties to the side
In the girls bathroom and fucking hoes
In the girls bathroom and fucking hoes

Pull your panties to the side
Pull your panties to the side
Pull your panties pull your panties
Pull your panties to the side
In the girls bathroom and fucking hoes
In the girls bathroom and fucking hoes

Pull them to the left!
Pull them to the right!
Put that leg over there!
And this one over here!

We in your daddys basment bitch shut the fuck up shut the fuck up
I say shut the fuck up shut the fuck up i say shut the fuck up shut the fuck up
We in your daddys basment bitch shut the fuck up shut the fuck up
I say shut the fuck up shut the fuck up i say shut the fuck up shut the fuck up

Pull them to the left!
Pull them to the right!
Put that leg over there!
And this one over here!

Ay yo shaggy man you to fresh man for these hoes dog
Ay yo shaggy man you to fresh man for these hoes dog

Pull them to the left!
Pull them to the right!
Put that leg over there!
And this one over here!

13.

If You Can't Beat 'Em Join Em

Insane Clown Posse

4:34

Come here man check it out
You know there laughing at you man
Fuck them man you know what im sayin come down here man
And join the carnival man

Gangsters bangin nuts straight hangin
Freakazoids baseheads spareing changes
Homelss hobos pushing dead bodies in a cart
Listen to the good part
Poke around doors roamin the land
Chewing on somebodys head i dont understand
Its to much for my nugget to process
So i stop the car to get undressed
Then climb the trees and kick it with the owls
You dont like that you can suck my balls
Its just me and my homeboy large you see
No they cant nobody can see them but me
Lunatics zombies and goons roaming underneath
The 17 moons of delray hellray suicide person
It cant be the fuckin i might as well join him

Hey bitch boy were the fuck are you going
Dont you know they dont like richies were you goin
You dont belong here i think you best leave
Before i grab your chicken neck and squeeze
I tighten up the sewer caps and dive in
I pray for dead chicken boys for my little friend
To snack on his name is willaberags thanks you know your not a bad guys shaggs
It rains only twice a year around here
The streets are dry because of the sky
Its filled with smog and fog and fuck
I finally had it im gonna jump! (is he dead?)
No i bounced my shits made out of rubber
A toxic waste freak show mutha fucker
And im part of the circus show
If you cant beat em join em like i did yo

Nobody wants you got no were to go
Come down and join up with the carnival show
Your a addicted to crack and you dont have a back
Here at the freakshow we dont care about that
You might have 2 heads and you might have 10
You might have a finger growing out of your chin
Here at the carival you cant go wrong
It donsent it matter if your neck bone is 3 feet long

If you cant beat em join em
If you cant beat em join em
If you cant beat em join em
Just join them muther fucker
If you cant beat em join em
If you cant beat em join em
If you cant beat em join em
So just join them bitch boy
If you cant beat em join em
If you cant beat em join em
If you cant beat em join em
Just join them muther fucker
If you cant beat em join em
If you cant beat em join em
If you cant beat em join em
So just join them bitch boy
Just join them
Cause you cant cant beat em
So just join them mutha fuckers
Cant beat em just join em
Cant beat em just join em bitchboy

Come here man check it out
You know there laughing at you man
Fuck them man you know what im sayin come down here man
And join the carnival man

Gangsters bangin nuts straight hangin
Freakazoids baseheads spareing changes
Homelss hobos pushing dead bodies in a cart
Listen to the good part
Poke around doors roamin the land
Chewing on somebodys head i dont understand
Its to much for my nugget to process
So i stop the car to get undressed
Then climb the trees and kick it with the owls
You dont like that you can suck my balls
Its just me and my homeboy large you see
No they cant nobody can see them but me
Lunatics zombies and goons roaming underneath
The 17 moons of delray hellray suicide person
It cant be the fuckin i might as well join him

Hey bitch boy were the fuck are you going
Dont you know they dont like richies were you goin
You dont belong here i think you best leave
Before i grab your chicken neck and squeeze
I tighten up the sewer caps and dive in
I pray for dead chicken boys for my little friend
To snack on his name is willaberags thanks you know your not a bad guys shaggs
It rains only twice a year around here
The streets are dry because of the sky
Its filled with smog and fog and fuck
I finally had it im gonna jump! (is he dead?)
No i bounced my shits made out of rubber
A toxic waste freak show mutha fucker
And im part of the circus show
If you cant beat em join em like i did yo

Nobody wants you got no were to go
Come down and join up with the carnival show
Your a addicted to crack and you dont have a back
Here at the freakshow we dont care about that
You might have 2 heads and you might have 10
You might have a finger growing out of your chin
Here at the carival you cant go wrong
It donsent it matter if your neck bone is 3 feet long

If you cant beat em join em
If you cant beat em join em
If you cant beat em join em
Just join them muther fucker
If you cant beat em join em
If you cant beat em join em
If you cant beat em join em
So just join them bitch boy
If you cant beat em join em
If you cant beat em join em
If you cant beat em join em
Just join them muther fucker
If you cant beat em join em
If you cant beat em join em
If you cant beat em join em
So just join them bitch boy
Just join them
Cause you cant cant beat em
So just join them mutha fuckers
Cant beat em just join em
Cant beat em just join em bitchboy

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14.

Nobody Move [w/ Mack 10,]

Insane Clown Posse

3:57

Nobody move Nobody get Hurt
I be waiting at the light
I be waiting at the light i got 8 seconds or less
To decide if imma walk or ride
I slide up and put the barrel to her neck and scoot bitch
Im driveing and were in pursuit of your loot bitch
Im dirty wicked for the bank roles and bad hoes
See me lurkin in the shadows the had hoes
Got some nickleplatted heavy and loaded
Leave a hole in your face but the back of your dome exploded
Nobody move nobody gets cut the fuck up
And chopped down we poppin off rounds
Fuck you we aint pullin over in a stolen ovea
With a nock nock whos there its some bullets comin over
Mack one o shaggy 2 dope and violent j with hearts full of wickedtry
Bitch fuck what you sayin im pluggin one in your cranium
Put two in my pockets like the rhythm of my world do shit cant stop it

Nobody move Nobody get Hurt
Nobody move Nobody get Hurt
Nobody move Nobody get Hurt
Nobody move Nobody get Hurt
Nobody move Nobody get Hurt
Nobody move Nobody get Hurt
Nobody move Nobody get Hurt
Nobody move Nobody get Hurt

It aint shit for me to keep it gangster on minds
The pile of coke got me froze but i can use another line
This is a jack move a noted imma take what i find
And this revolver close range will sure to blow your mind
I got some homies from the deep claimin ICP
But im the chicken hawk how they gonna chicken hunt without me
Peep game did i show you how to put it down proper
First chicken in the door and wave the forlock bigpapa
Take the old place for the stash spot
And tell em one false move they get there ass shot
And if some dude move you gotta spit rounds and hit it
You drench the place with Faygo let them know the clowns did it
Nobody tell cause we shut a snitch up if its a brod
Get some juggalettes to roll the bitch up
So make no mistakes this is the two one one
Jay Shaggs and Mack 10 will make your crew run run

Nobody move Nobody get Hurt
Nobody move Nobody get Hurt
Nobody move Nobody get Hurt
Nobody move Nobody get Hurt
Nobody move Nobody get Hurt
Nobody move Nobody get Hurt
Nobody move Nobody get Hurt
Nobody move Nobody get Hurt

Blast mutha fucker blast blast blast blast
Slugs in your bitch ass my aim sucks
So i bust point blank robbery in progress first national bank
Im fuckin shoot first shoot second shoot third
Then i drop whoevers left spreadin through secruitys vests
Nobody move in the club when we walk in
They all just freeze terrified of my crew just hawking us
But you all can just relax line up like some bitches drop your money in the sack
Partys over hoes get they jelly blown out like titties
And i blast these stupid hero idiots movin on me thinkin they will save the day
With joni seals there graves away so put your mutha fuckin face in the floor
And if you move but dont then its your head and my bullets with a all out war

Nobody move Nobody get Hurt
Nobody move Nobody get Hurt
Nobody move Nobody get Hurt
Nobody move Nobody get Hurt
Nobody move Nobody get Hurt
Nobody move Nobody get Hurt
Nobody move Nobody get Hurt
Nobody move Nobody get Hurt
Nobody move Nobody get Hurt

Nobody move Nobody get Hurt
Nobody move Nobody get Hurt
Nobody move Nobody get Hurt
Nobody move Nobody get Hurt
Nobody move Nobody get Hurt
Nobody move Nobody get Hurt
Nobody move Nobody get Hurt
Nobody move Nobody get Hurt

It aint shit for me to keep it gangster on minds
The pile of coke got me froze but i can use another line
This is a jack move a noted imma take what i find
And this revolver close range will sure to blow your mind
I got some homies from the deep claimin ICP
But im the chicken hawk how they gonna chicken hunt without me
Peep game did i show you how to put it down proper
First chicken in the door and wave the forlock bigpapa
Take the old place for the stash spot
And tell em one false move they get there ass shot
And if some dude move you gotta spit rounds and hit it
You drench the place with Faygo let them know the clowns did it
Nobody tell cause we shut a snitch up if its a brod
Get some juggalettes to roll the bitch up
So make no mistakes this is the two one one
Jay Shaggs and Mack 10 will make your crew run run

Blast mutha fucker blast blast blast blast
Slugs in your bitch ass my aim sucks
So i bust point blank robbery in progress first national bank
Im fuckin shoot first shoot second shoot third
Then i drop whoevers left spreadin through secruitys vests
Nobody move in the club when we walk in
They all just freeze terrified of my crew just hawking us
But you all can just relax line up like some bitches drop your money in the sack
Partys over hoes get they jelly blown out like titties
And i blast these stupid hero idiots movin on me thinkin they will save the day
With joni seals there graves away so put your mutha fuckin face in the floor
And if you move but dont then its your head and my bullets with a all out war

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15.

Yours Begins Tonight

Insane Clown Posse

2:53

I really aint got no wins
Thats all right
I never had nothin to spin playa
Thats still all right
I aint got to many friends
Thats all right
I dont know when a story begins either
Your the man tonight

Be sure you wanna do this
Cause once your down your down
Bitch you can make it through this
Ladies and gentlemen gather around
See a oddity a ramity a human fear
Stragin juggalagin and yet so real

I really aint got no wins
Thats all right
I never had nothin to spin playa
Thats still all right
I aint got to many friends
Thats all right
I dont know when a story begins either
Your the man tonight

Im walking though a battlefield
But I know my shit is tight
Looking for the bullet holes
Each one is beaming light
You gotta be real with it
Get drill with it dont let it disappear
You aint feelin it you cant deal with it
You feel tricked? well

I really aint got no wins
Thats all right
I never had nothin to spin playa
Thats still all right
I aint got to many friends
Thats all right
I dont know when a story begins either
Your the man tonight

Funny thing is some people think we give a fuck
I wouldent give a fuck if a dump truck full of pump bucks
Nope I wouldent give none
Tvidea media and radio
Only reason while I carry a gun
Were here to let you know there is a better place to go

I really aint got no wins
Thats all right
I never had nothin to spin playa
Thats still all right
I aint got to many friends
Thats all right
I dont know when a story begins either
Your the man tonight
I really aint got no wins
Thats all right
I never had nothin to spin playa
Thats still all right
I aint got to many friends
Thats all right
I dont know when a story begins either
Your the man tonight

16.

C.p.k.s (Mike E. Clark Mix)

Insane Clown Posse

3:42

17.

Swallow This Nut [w/ Fresh Kid Ice, Fish ' Grits , MC Breed and Vanilla Ice,]

Insane Clown Posse

3:11

Aloha hoes its big joe on the intro
My dick in your mouth its that simple
Im violent j with a gang of dick
For you and them rabbits you hangin with
My clown paint glows in the dark dont be scared
If somthin starts ticklin your ass its my beard
Im freaky you need to be slobbing me down and swalloing me up
China man follow me up

Rippin hoes from state to state
Dick in her mouth nuts on her face
Daddy long stroke tryed to kill her tonsils
Cause i love the way she choked on my johnson
Suck this dick like you do a slurpee and the sounds you make make me more horny
So swallow this nut cause you love the taste and if you dont it will be on your face

Shes sexy (sexy)
Dont spit it out
She cought it (cought it)
Keep it in your mouth
All in her face
Make a real juggalo wanna say his grace
Shes sexy (sexy)
Dont spit it out
She cought it (cought it)
Keep it in your mouth
All in her face
Make a real juggalo wanna say his grace

we all sweaty if you love to suck dick
Take it in the face bitch let me bust this
To many bitches act like they dont suck
Then become a rider when they taste that nut
Dont get it twisted tho in order to hit it and get it you gotta be a gifted ho
Some head is worth paying for aint me you gotta love to do and do it for free for real

Heres a story about juggalo randy
He met a chick licked the dick like candy
Now hes hooked and hes buying her gold
She whipped his ass like pussy control
When you lick the dicks your done for good
Fuckin triflin hoes straight outta the hood
Now you stuck with a 7 day itch screamin bitches aint shit but hoes and tricks

Shes sexy (sexy)
Dont spit it out
She cought it (cought it)
Keep it in your mouth
All in her face
Make a real juggalo wanna say his grace
Shes sexy (sexy)
Dont spit it out
She cought it (cought it)
Keep it in your mouth
All in her face
Make a real juggalo wanna say his grace

What you gonna do when the dick is on raw
You gonna suck it or fuck or leave it alone
Im a raw ass dude with a gang of blades
Hope your mouth dont have a condition of razeblades
Or imma fuckin leave ya bitch dont see ya
Cause bitch i dont need ya
Please i dont wanna say all the drama
How you swallowed my dick like Jeffry Dahmer

Hey ladys! fuck off and lick nuts
Shaggy 2 fresh got some meat for these sluts
I see you likein that thong all up in your ass crack
Makein me think you want some dick were thats at
I shoot hoops with my two balls your nedens the basket (Slam Dunk!)
Hoes just call me fantastic
Dick stretchin your lips like elastic
Now swallow that shit like a freaky fast bastard

Shes sexy (sexy)
Dont spit it out
She cought it (cought it)
Keep it in your mouth
All in her face
Make a real juggalo wanna say his grace
Shes sexy (sexy)
Dont spit it out
She cought it (cought it)
Keep it in your mouth
All in her face
Make a real juggalo wanna say his grace

Rippin hoes from state to state
Dick in her mouth nuts on her face
Daddy long stroke tryed to kill her tonsils
Cause i love the way she choked on my johnson
Suck this dick like you do a slurpee and the sounds you make make me more horny
So swallow this nut cause you love the taste and if you dont it will be on your face

Shes sexy (sexy)
Dont spit it out
She cought it (cought it)
Keep it in your mouth
All in her face
Make a real juggalo wanna say his grace
Shes sexy (sexy)
Dont spit it out
She cought it (cought it)
Keep it in your mouth
All in her face
Make a real juggalo wanna say his grace

we all sweaty if you love to suck dick
Take it in the face bitch let me bust this
To many bitches act like they dont suck
Then become a rider when they taste that nut
Dont get it twisted tho in order to hit it and get it you gotta be a gifted ho
Some head is worth paying for aint me you gotta love to do and do it for free for real

Heres a story about juggalo randy
He met a chick licked the dick like candy
Now hes hooked and hes buying her gold
She whipped his ass like pussy control
When you lick the dicks your done for good
Fuckin triflin hoes straight outta the hood
Now you stuck with a 7 day itch screamin bitches aint shit but hoes and tricks

What you gonna do when the dick is on raw
You gonna suck it or fuck or leave it alone
Im a raw ass dude with a gang of blades
Hope your mouth dont have a condition of razeblades
Or imma fuckin leave ya bitch dont see ya
Cause bitch i dont need ya
Please i dont wanna say all the drama
How you swallowed my dick like Jeffry Dahmer

Hey ladys! fuck off and lick nuts
Shaggy 2 fresh got some meat for these sluts
I see you likein that thong all up in your ass crack
Makein me think you want some dick were thats at
I shoot hoops with my two balls your nedens the basket (Slam Dunk!)
Hoes just call me fantastic
Dick stretchin your lips like elastic
Now swallow that shit like a freaky fast bastard

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Disc 2

0:33

4:41

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.!

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.!

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Mr. Rotten Treats

Insane Clown Posse

5:39

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)

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)

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Holloween On Military Street

Insane Clown Posse

5:17

Mr. Johnson's Head (Remix)

Insane Clown Posse

6:07

Sitting in the class with my head on the desk
Teacher's trying to talk but I could give a fuck less
I'm staring at the freak that I know I'm in love with
But she don't even know my name it's always been the same
I just lay my head down and drown in my spit
Nobody even notices I'm here cuz I ain't shit
I hear voices but I don't know what they saying
Sweat is on my forehead cuz my brain's inside decaying
And this bitch that I love probably don't have no idea
She's talking to her friends I'm in the corner and I see her
Something's happening but it isn't very clear
Sounds like a bell, sounds like an electric chair
Next thing I know walking in the crowded hall
So many different faces that I throw up on the wall
Some are yelling "sick" and the others stop and stare
But I don't care, I'm in a hurry going nowhere
See, my head is spinning cuz I'm lonely and I'm twisted
But I have a secret everybody missed it
Just a nobody and I think it's a drag
But I got Mr. Johnson's head in my bookbag

I couldn't stand the pressure, not another day
I didn't like the fucker Mr. Johnson anyway
I sat up in his class, he hung a rebel flag
I cut the bigots head off and I stuffed it in my bag

I wish somebody knew me cuz then they could say I'm wrong
But since nobody knows me I got it going on
I'm staring at the clock, I listen for the tock
I gotta couple food stamps folded in my sock
I guess I'm just a ghost cuz everybody walks through me
If I died in class they would probably say they knew me
Or they wouldn't care, they wouldn't even move
A dead body rotting in the back of the room
For weeks and months, stinking up the class
Until somebody noticed then they throw me in the trash
I can hear the teacher man talking about Columbus
He nothing but an old dead fuck with a compass
Ran up on a beach and threw everybody off
And then he claimed discovery and now we all applaud
I don't give a fuck to learn your uncle went to hell
I'm trapped in mind and my brain is my cell
But I have a key, it's called insanity
I stick in my brain to unlock eternity
Just a nobody and I think it's a drag
But I got Mr. Johnson's head in my bookbag

I couldn't stand the pressure, not another day
I didn't like the fucker Mr. Johnson anyway
I sat up in his class, he hung a rebel flag
I cut the bigots head off and I stuffed it in my bag

"Okay, today we're gonna learn about A Great Freedom. If you'll turn
your textbooks to Chapter Four we'll get started. America's the
land of the free, we all live together in the same wealthy community
and we are alternate equals. Yes?"
"Man, Mr. Johnson already taught us this. Ain't he ever coming back?"
"Uh, uh, he's, uh, very ill right now."

No, they can sit and front about it all day
But I left his fucking body in the hallway
And in the morning they opened up the door
And seen his motherfucking carcass laying on the floor
But they would never suspect me I'm just a nerd
I try to speak my word, it always goes unheard
I could chop my arms off and run around the class
I doubt they'd even notice, but I'd be dying fast
Cuz they'd rather learn about redneck chicker
Who owned a couple slaves but I guess it doesn't matter
Fuck Washington, Benjamin, fuck em all ah
They can suck my nuts till they wood teeth fall out
And the class wanna know who could it be
But I'm like Dewey Boodie, you ain't never heard of me
I'm just a nobody and I think it's a drag
But I got his motherfucking melon chilling in my bookbag

I couldn't stand the pressure, not another day
I didn't like the fucker Mr. Johnson anyway
I sat up in his class, he hung a rebel flag
I cut the bigots head off and I stuffed it in my bag

I couldn't stand the pressure, not another day
I didn't like the fucker Mr. Johnson anyway
I sat up in his class, he hung a rebel flag
I cut the bigots head off and I stuffed it in my bag

I wish somebody knew me cuz then they could say I'm wrong
But since nobody knows me I got it going on
I'm staring at the clock, I listen for the tock
I gotta couple food stamps folded in my sock
I guess I'm just a ghost cuz everybody walks through me
If I died in class they would probably say they knew me
Or they wouldn't care, they wouldn't even move
A dead body rotting in the back of the room
For weeks and months, stinking up the class
Until somebody noticed then they throw me in the trash
I can hear the teacher man talking about Columbus
He nothing but an old dead fuck with a compass
Ran up on a beach and threw everybody off
And then he claimed discovery and now we all applaud
I don't give a fuck to learn your uncle went to hell
I'm trapped in mind and my brain is my cell
But I have a key, it's called insanity
I stick in my brain to unlock eternity
Just a nobody and I think it's a drag
But I got Mr. Johnson's head in my bookbag

I couldn't stand the pressure, not another day
I didn't like the fucker Mr. Johnson anyway
I sat up in his class, he hung a rebel flag
I cut the bigots head off and I stuffed it in my bag

"Okay, today we're gonna learn about A Great Freedom. If you'll turn
your textbooks to Chapter Four we'll get started. America's the
land of the free, we all live together in the same wealthy community
and we are alternate equals. Yes?"
"Man, Mr. Johnson already taught us this. Ain't he ever coming back?"
"Uh, uh, he's, uh, very ill right now."

No, they can sit and front about it all day
But I left his fucking body in the hallway
And in the morning they opened up the door
And seen his motherfucking carcass laying on the floor
But they would never suspect me I'm just a nerd
I try to speak my word, it always goes unheard
I could chop my arms off and run around the class
I doubt they'd even notice, but I'd be dying fast
Cuz they'd rather learn about redneck chicker
Who owned a couple slaves but I guess it doesn't matter
Fuck Washington, Benjamin, fuck em all ah
They can suck my nuts till they wood teeth fall out
And the class wanna know who could it be
But I'm like Dewey Boodie, you ain't never heard of me
I'm just a nobody and I think it's a drag
But I got his motherfucking melon chilling in my bookbag

I couldn't stand the pressure, not another day
I didn't like the fucker Mr. Johnson anyway
I sat up in his class, he hung a rebel flag
I cut the bigots head off and I stuffed it in my bag

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Pumpkin Carver

Insane Clown Posse

4:43

Hey money got a big-ass head,
Folded like a, like a stop sign,
Fuck dawg, hey,
We gotta go get that motherfuckin ball a brains,
You know what I'm sayin? Fuck that!

What? You wanna make a song about death?
Squeezin on a neck until it's all outta breath?
You wanna hear me rap about being the hardest?
Well fuck that!!

From now on I'm an artist,
I carve pumpkins, chop chewy,
Slice, swing twice, stab screwy, ooey,
Chewy, dewy, gooey, slop,
It all starts with a quick chop, drop,
Pumpkin rolls on the floor,
Almost out the front door (oh we can't have that!),
Cut along the hair line (bowl cut!),
Hold the pumpkin between your legs and lift up,
Boing! Brains! Snippity snip all the veins,
Snip, cut,

What? What the matter?
You don't wanna do it?
Well fuck it then screw it,
You'll never be a Pumpkin Carver

Pumpkin Carvers, That be the hobby,
So-Cal, Motown collectin bodies,
Twiztid, Clowns, and the Kottonmouth Kings,
Halloween, Halloween, Halloween, Halloween,

Pumpkin Carvers, That be the hobby,
So-Cal, Motown collectin bodies,
Twiztid, Clowns, and the Kottonmouth Kings,
Halloween, Halloween, Halloween, Halloween,

What? You don't like this rhyme?
I can't be on point all the time,
Fuck! It's Halloween,
I gotta make a living somehow,
I'm a professional pumpkin sculptor ,
Alright motherfucka?!

Now!

First, hollow the container,
Scrape that bitch with a hanger,
Whatever, just get something,
Just get the motherfucker all hollowed out,
Like you could fill it up with lemonade,
And pour it out the mouth if ya wanted to,

Never leave the eyes in tact..

They'll turn all blue and puff out and shit,

Wack...

Always remove 'em but keep 'em handy,
Cause they taste like candy,

Hahahaha, Psyche!
I'm only playin,

Ok now get the scalpel,
Slowly cut around the mouth, Be careful!!
What the fuck?! We needed the lip!!

Here let me give you a little tip,
Slow The Fuck Down!!!

Pumpkin Carvers, That be the hobby,
So-Cal, Motown collectin bodies,
Twiztid, Clowns, and the Kottonmouth Kings,
Halloween, Halloween, Halloween, Halloween,

Pumpkin Carvers, That be the hobby,
So-Cal, Motown collectin bodies,
Twiztid, Clowns, and the Kottonmouth Kings,
Halloween, Halloween, Halloween, Halloween,

TWIZTID!!

Take a closer look, you scary motherfuckers,
Doesn't my Jack-O-Lantern look like your little brother?

Neck nuggets start to fling, terrors what we bring,
Twiztid, ICP, and the Kottonmouth Kings

Pumpkins are for bitches, I like my shit instead,
Cuz every devil's night we carvin somebody else's head,

When my meat cleaver chops,
Heads fall to the floor,
Fuck buying pumpkins at the grocery store!!

Yeah, Yeah, Alright,
You done flexed some skills on the mic,
This is my motherfuckin little song here right?

Right.

Let's get back to the subject,
Now hold steady, steady, steady, Ready?

Insert the blade along the outer eyelid,
Very slowly,

I don't wanna look!!!

Oh, You did,
Ok Gently count 25 spec meter outer diameters,

HUH?!

A Square!

I know it's hard,
You'd probably rather just stab and chop,
But you'll end up with a pile of slop,
I've done it before,
And them ain't, them ain't pumpkin seeds,
Those are fragments of skull!!

Oh..!

Crunchy!

Hey! Nevermind that! Get back to work!
Eating on the fuckin job you'll never be an expert!
What you wanna be a mailman, a plumber, or a barber!?
Or do you wanna be like your Uncle Violent J?
A Pumpkin Carver?!

Pumpkin Carvers, That be the hobby,
So-Cal, Motown collectin bodies,
Twiztid, Clowns, and the Kottonmouth Kings,
Halloween, Halloween, Halloween, Halloween,

Pumpkin Carvers, That be the hobby,
So-Cal, Motown collectin bodies,
Twiztid, Clowns, and the Kottonmouth Kings,
Halloween, Halloween, Halloween, Halloween,

Make this Motherfuckers sing fool!

Kick 'em in the spleen!
Happy Halloween,
I be burnin Cali,
Southern voters I always bring,

Pletto from the Ghetto,
Dumping Bodies in the Meadow,
When it comes to carvin bitch,
I'm shaper than Gipetto,
I'm lovin that Stiletto,

Ask your trick or fuckin treaters, More than Thirty,
Why I beat and greet the homies with the Chiba,

Ariba!

Ariba I was born in this October,
Now come press rewind Motherfuckin flows OVER!!

Hey money got a big-ass head,
Folded like a, like a stop sign,
Fuck dawg, hey,
We gotta go get that motherfuckin ball a brains,
You know what I'm sayin? Fuck that!

What? You wanna make a song about death?
Squeezin on a neck until it's all outta breath?
You wanna hear me rap about being the hardest?
Well fuck that!!

From now on I'm an artist,
I carve pumpkins, chop chewy,
Slice, swing twice, stab screwy, ooey,
Chewy, dewy, gooey, slop,
It all starts with a quick chop, drop,
Pumpkin rolls on the floor,
Almost out the front door (oh we can't have that!),
Cut along the hair line (bowl cut!),
Hold the pumpkin between your legs and lift up,
Boing! Brains! Snippity snip all the veins,
Snip, cut,

What? What the matter?
You don't wanna do it?
Well fuck it then screw it,
You'll never be a Pumpkin Carver

Pumpkin Carvers, That be the hobby,
So-Cal, Motown collectin bodies,
Twiztid, Clowns, and the Kottonmouth Kings,
Halloween, Halloween, Halloween, Halloween,

What? You don't like this rhyme?
I can't be on point all the time,
Fuck! It's Halloween,
I gotta make a living somehow,
I'm a professional pumpkin sculptor ,
Alright motherfucka?!

Now!

First, hollow the container,
Scrape that bitch with a hanger,
Whatever, just get something,
Just get the motherfucker all hollowed out,
Like you could fill it up with lemonade,
And pour it out the mouth if ya wanted to,

Never leave the eyes in tact..

They'll turn all blue and puff out and shit,

Wack...

Always remove 'em but keep 'em handy,
Cause they taste like candy,

Hahahaha, Psyche!
I'm only playin,

Ok now get the scalpel,
Slowly cut around the mouth, Be careful!!
What the fuck?! We needed the lip!!

Here let me give you a little tip,
Slow The Fuck Down!!!

Pumpkin Carvers, That be the hobby,
So-Cal, Motown collectin bodies,
Twiztid, Clowns, and the Kottonmouth Kings,
Halloween, Halloween, Halloween, Halloween,

TWIZTID!!

Take a closer look, you scary motherfuckers,
Doesn't my Jack-O-Lantern look like your little brother?

Neck nuggets start to fling, terrors what we bring,
Twiztid, ICP, and the Kottonmouth Kings

Pumpkins are for bitches, I like my shit instead,
Cuz every devil's night we carvin somebody else's head,

When my meat cleaver chops,
Heads fall to the floor,
Fuck buying pumpkins at the grocery store!!

Yeah, Yeah, Alright,
You done flexed some skills on the mic,
This is my motherfuckin little song here right?

Right.

Let's get back to the subject,
Now hold steady, steady, steady, Ready?

Insert the blade along the outer eyelid,
Very slowly,

I don't wanna look!!!

Oh, You did,
Ok Gently count 25 spec meter outer diameters,

HUH?!

A Square!

I know it's hard,
You'd probably rather just stab and chop,
But you'll end up with a pile of slop,
I've done it before,
And them ain't, them ain't pumpkin seeds,
Those are fragments of skull!!

Oh..!

Crunchy!

Hey! Nevermind that! Get back to work!
Eating on the fuckin job you'll never be an expert!
What you wanna be a mailman, a plumber, or a barber!?
Or do you wanna be like your Uncle Violent J?
A Pumpkin Carver?!

Pumpkin Carvers, That be the hobby,
So-Cal, Motown collectin bodies,
Twiztid, Clowns, and the Kottonmouth Kings,
Halloween, Halloween, Halloween, Halloween,

Make this Motherfuckers sing fool!

Kick 'em in the spleen!
Happy Halloween,
I be burnin Cali,
Southern voters I always bring,

Pletto from the Ghetto,
Dumping Bodies in the Meadow,
When it comes to carvin bitch,
I'm shaper than Gipetto,
I'm lovin that Stiletto,

Ask your trick or fuckin treaters, More than Thirty,
Why I beat and greet the homies with the Chiba,

Ariba!

Ariba I was born in this October,
Now come press rewind Motherfuckin flows OVER!!

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4:51

4:22

This is a tale of misplaced love
A tale of a man searching for that misplaced love in all the
wrong places and how he gets his heart ripped out of his chest and
stuck in his face so he can watch it slowly stop beating let's
listen on and hear how my gumpy friend violent jay goes about
getting his feelings crushed once again

After 3 years in a mental asylum
I'm finally out and I'm fine now no doubt
Rolling home I see a bitch on a payphone.
She was fat and round and had it going on.
She had a name tag on Roxy Carol
Stepped up to her like hello
We was kicking it
I said I got this dick sup on lickin it
She said I'm down for the tactics
Then my dick stood up like a Tucson cactus
I threw her in the back of my jaloppe
She was wet and sloppy
But nothing could stop me
I was like jesus
Her neden was yellow and smelled like cheese pizza
I paid it no mind
I stuck my dick in raw and comenced to grind.

Toxic love
I'm so lonely, lonely i'm so lonely
Toxic love
Did she burn you?
Yes
Did it hurt you?
Yes
Toxic love
I'm so lonely, lonely lonely lonely
Toxic love
Did she burn you?
Yes
Did it hurt you?
Yes

The whole car smelled like pickles
I stuck my toe in her ass
And tweaked her titty nipples
We fucked for about an hour
I dropped her off where I found her and went for the shower
I got home and I kicked back
Thought about the shower haha fuck that
When I woke up the very next morning
I was awake but my dick was snoring
It was whistling and shooting out smoke
The head was spinning like a dayton hundred spoke
I started shaking and sweating
I had a fever
My dick was swelled up like a faygo 2 liter
It was greenish with purple bungions
And dripping blue skeet and flaking like onions
She gave me skiffilufigus no doubt
I'ma find that bitch and knock her the fuck out

Toxic love
I'm so lonely, lonely i'm so lonely
Toxic love
Did she burn you?
Yes
Did it hurt you?
Yes
Toxic love
I'm so lonely, lonely lonely lonely

I'm on a mission I search and roam
Cuz my dick hole is spurting up pink foam
And I'm dragging my balls behind me
They're as big as a mailbox bumpy and slimy
Thank god I ain't dead yet
My dick is crispy but my drawers are wet somehow
There she is on the same payphone
Near Zug Island in the industrial waste zone
Wait a minute y'all hold up
Is that the same bitch I was with she looks toe-up
Holy fuck nothings in place that ain't a girl at all
It's a barrel of toxic waste!
Oh lord what have I done?
Roxy Carol is a toxic waste barrel
Me and my green dick headed back to the looney bin
I'm here to turn myself back in

Toxic love
I'm so lonely, lonely i'm so lonely
Toxic love
Did she burn you?
Yes
Did it hurt you?
Yes
Toxic love
I'm so lonely, lonely lonely lonely
Toxic love
Did she burn you?
Yes
Did it hurt you?
Yes

I still like you
When I inject my penis inside of you
My balls light up like light bulbs
You're green...You're green and you're so warm

After 3 years in a mental asylum 
I'm finally out and I'm fine now no doubt 
Rolling home I see a bitch on a payphone. 
She was fat and round and had it going on. 
She had a name tag on Roxy Carol 
Stepped up to her like hello 
We was kicking it
I said I got this dick sup on lickin it 
She said I'm down for the tactics 
Then my dick stood up like a Tucson cactus 
I threw her in the back of my jaloppe 
She was wet and sloppy 
But nothing could stop me 
I was like jesus 
Her neden was yellow and smelled like cheese pizza 
I paid it no mind
I stuck my dick in raw and comenced to grind.

Toxic love 
I'm so lonely, lonely i'm so lonely
Toxic love 
Did she burn you?
Yes 
Did it hurt you? 
Yes 
Toxic love 
I'm so lonely, lonely lonely lonely
Toxic love 
Did she burn you? 
Yes 
Did it hurt you? 
Yes

The whole car smelled like pickles 
I stuck my toe in her ass 
And tweaked her titty nipples 
We fucked for about an hour 
I dropped her off where I found her and went for the shower 
I got home and I kicked back 
Thought about the shower haha fuck that 
When I woke up the very next morning 
I was awake but my dick was snoring 
It was whistling and shooting out smoke 
The head was spinning like a dayton hundred spoke
I started shaking and sweating 
I had a fever 
My dick was swelled up like a faygo 2 liter 
It was greenish with purple bungions 
And dripping blue skeet and flaking like onions 
She gave me skiffilufigus no doubt
I'ma find that bitch and knock her the fuck out

Toxic love 
I'm so lonely, lonely i'm so lonely
Toxic love 
Did she burn you?
Yes 
Did it hurt you? 
Yes 
Toxic love 
I'm so lonely, lonely lonely lonely

I'm on a mission I search and roam 
Cuz my dick hole is spurting up pink foam 
And I'm dragging my balls behind me 
They're as big as a mailbox bumpy and slimy 
Thank god I ain't dead yet 
My dick is crispy but my drawers are wet somehow 
There she is on the same payphone 
Near Zug Island in the industrial waste zone 
Wait a minute y'all hold up 
Is that the same bitch I was with she looks toe-up 
Holy fuck nothings in place that ain't a girl at all 
It's a barrel of toxic waste! 
Oh lord what have I done? 
Roxy Carol is a toxic waste barrel 
Me and my green dick headed back to the looney bin 
I'm here to turn myself back in

Toxic love 
I'm so lonely, lonely i'm so lonely
Toxic love 
Did she burn you?
Yes 
Did it hurt you? 
Yes 
Toxic love 
I'm so lonely, lonely lonely lonely 
Toxic love 
Did she burn you? 
Yes 
Did it hurt you?
Yes

I still like you 
When I inject my penis inside of you 
My balls light up like light bulbs 
You're green...You're green and you're so warm

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Every Holloween

Insane Clown Posse

3:30

10.

Silence of The Hams

Insane Clown Posse

3:43

Silence of the hams squeal pigs
Split they wigs
Mr. bigs
This is gonna flip they lids
Screw you f**king bitch

Now me tell you something about my side of town
Pork chops get sauteed so they don't f**k around
You have the right to remain silent
I plead the 4 5th flip the script on the bitch and get violent

And we high on Mary Jane enphadamies
Cutting they ears off ten year sergeant veterans
I'm like a young pig skinna from the H.O.K.
Ain't no way we ain't gonna spray away
4 Killas and a Lapro? Ham
We staying ice out like the abdominal snowman
Ain't no man no ham no goddamn coppa gonna drop me
I'll pop em with the heart stopper

Silence of the hams is what I burst
But first
Let me tell you what's worst
October 31st
Bloody Halloweens
Screams and police sirens
Rapid firing my auto mattic pistol
I pop Chris
And I pop crystals
Shootin' off my missiles at police cars
Right out side your local tittie bars
These wicked stars

It's the silence of the hams and you lookin' hammy (uh-oh)
Sawed off pistol grip and I glock click bammy (pow)
Oooooh ride with me and drop a coppa (bacon bits) (oh ya)
Brake out with the trumpet service something proper proper

So silence of the hams
Clint East I smell your cut
Lets talk about it over a watermelon blunt
Hannibal cannibal ate a cop for lunch
And chewed on his badge like some captain crunch
APB out on the juggalo
ICP and 3 insane search through the 313
You can't protect or serve me
Matter of fact ,you work for me

You fired faggot, F**K THAT!

Me and D and T and E and Shaggy 2 Dope
Rear rear f**k that buck pat dun dun dun dun
Psychopathic hatchets swinging catching a flinging bloody bacon
Body dropping bitches singing preacher preaching f**kin faking
Booty heavy bitches waiting back at my house
I be anticipatin' putting dick in they mouth
Ain't no f**kin cop about to raid on my parade
When I been dreaming about killing a cop from 2nd grade

P-o-l-i-c-e me,
homi-c-i-d-e
You don't wanna see me
Red and blue lights talking on the CB
Luitenant and a rookie
Damn I gotta cookie
All through my shit they wanna take a extra lookie
Probably wanna book me
Off to jail they took me
I know I'm looking at alot of time without some nookie
ehehehehehh

It's the silence of the hams and you lookin' hammy (uh-oh)
Sawed off pistol grip and I glock click bammy (pow)
Oooooh ride with me and drop a coppa (bacon bits) (oh ya)
Brake out with the trumpet service something proper proper

Boom boom boom (Switch)
Boom "Who the f**k is that?" It's E & J, Bitch
I don't give a f**k if you rap you gets no love
You can wrap your lips around my dick and suck faggot, what?
We getting wicked hallowicked when we kick it
Bring the pickit sign
Wicked rhyme d-time
It's raining diamonds
The sixth joker's card is in your front yard
Bitch don't be sccccured

It's the silence of the hams and you lookin' hammy (Cop killaz, police killaz)
Sawed off pistol grip and I glock click bammy (pow) (muthaf**ka don't test me)
Oooooh ride with me and drop a coppa (bacon bits) (oh ya)
Brake out with the trumpet service something proper proper (Insane Clown Posse and Esham)

Me and J SV what? ICP
OGin' ICP and. You know it

Silence of the hams squeal pigs
Split they wigs
Mr. bigs
This is gonna flip they lids
Screw you f**king bitch

Now me tell you something about my side of town
Pork chops get sauteed so they don't f**k around
You have the right to remain silent
I plead the 4 5th flip the script on the bitch and get violent

And we high on Mary Jane enphadamies
Cutting they ears off ten year sergeant veterans
I'm like a young pig skinna from the H.O.K.
Ain't no way we ain't gonna spray away
4 Killas and a Lapro? Ham
We staying ice out like the abdominal snowman
Ain't no man no ham no goddamn coppa gonna drop me
I'll pop em with the heart stopper

Silence of the hams is what I burst
But first
Let me tell you what's worst
October 31st
Bloody Halloweens
Screams and police sirens
Rapid firing my auto mattic pistol
I pop Chris
And I pop crystals
Shootin' off my missiles at police cars
Right out side your local tittie bars
These wicked stars

It's the silence of the hams and you lookin' hammy (uh-oh)
Sawed off pistol grip and I glock click bammy (pow)
Oooooh ride with me and drop a coppa (bacon bits) (oh ya)
Brake out with the trumpet service something proper proper

So silence of the hams
Clint East I smell your cut
Lets talk about it over a watermelon blunt
Hannibal cannibal ate a cop for lunch
And chewed on his badge like some captain crunch
APB out on the juggalo
ICP and 3 insane search through the 313
You can't protect or serve me
Matter of fact ,you work for me

You fired faggot, F**K THAT!

Me and D and T and E and Shaggy 2 Dope
Rear rear f**k that buck pat dun dun dun dun
Psychopathic hatchets swinging catching a flinging bloody bacon
Body dropping bitches singing preacher preaching f**kin faking
Booty heavy bitches waiting back at my house
I be anticipatin' putting dick in they mouth
Ain't no f**kin cop about to raid on my parade
When I been dreaming about killing a cop from 2nd grade

P-o-l-i-c-e me,
homi-c-i-d-e
You don't wanna see me
Red and blue lights talking on the CB
Luitenant and a rookie
Damn I gotta cookie
All through my shit they wanna take a extra lookie
Probably wanna book me
Off to jail they took me
I know I'm looking at alot of time without some nookie
ehehehehehh

Boom boom boom (Switch)
Boom "Who the f**k is that?" It's E & J, Bitch
I don't give a f**k if you rap you gets no love
You can wrap your lips around my dick and suck faggot, what?
We getting wicked hallowicked when we kick it
Bring the pickit sign
Wicked rhyme d-time
It's raining diamonds
The sixth joker's card is in your front yard
Bitch don't be sccccured

It's the silence of the hams and you lookin' hammy (Cop killaz, police killaz)
Sawed off pistol grip and I glock click bammy (pow) (muthaf**ka don't test me)
Oooooh ride with me and drop a coppa (bacon bits) (oh ya)
Brake out with the trumpet service something proper proper (Insane Clown Posse and Esham)

Me and J SV what? ICP
OGin' ICP and. You know it

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11.

Thug Pit

Insane Clown Posse

4:41

""Layzie Bone""
Wicked Wonka, baby
""Violent J""
Halloween! Hallowicked Wonka....just 18 months
""Violent J""
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
""Layzie Bone""
In...coming, 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
""Violent J""
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
""Layzie Bone""
Don't run dawg, we gun clappers
Bitch nigga slappers and hoe 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
""Bridge: Judge D, Shaggy 2 Dope""
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)
""D-Loc""
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 2 Dope""
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 hoe, tell 'em D-Loc (Spit!)
""D-Loc""
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
""Shaggy 2 Dope""
Hallows Eve, Halloween, Hallowicked all the same
Fuck a trick or treat, I treat a trick with some game
Every year we lace the stage, with the wickedness
It's the wicked-wicky wonka, baby try an get with us
""Tech N9ne""
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
""Daddy-X""
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
""Tech N9ne""
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
""Jonny Richter""
Bud 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
""Hook: Layzie Bone & Violent J""
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)
""Krayzie Bone""
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 niggaz start to ill
It's hard to chill
Motherfuckers end up in the graveyard for real (Whoa!)
""Daddy-X""
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
""Esham""
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 imma pull his file
Chop his head off, and bury his body across 8 mile
""Daddy-X""
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
""Hook #2: Layzie Bone & Judge D""
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')
""Hook # 1: Layzie Bone & Violent J""
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)
""Violent J""
Hallowicked Wonka 2003, from us to you
""Layzie Bone""
We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit
We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit

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12.

Murdo Cloak

Insane Clown Posse

4:48

13.

Wicked Helloween

Insane Clown Posse

3:11

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:: 2005-11-15 :: RED Distribution (756504405529)

[Disc 1]
1. Intro / 2. The People / 3. Clown Walk / 4. If I Was King / 5. Dear Icp / 6. Mad House [w/Tech N9ne,] / 7. Feels So Right / 8. Homies W/ Twiztid (Mike E. Clark Mix) / 9. Staaaaaaaaale!!! / 10. Bodies Fly / 11. Wicked Rappers Delight [w/ Esham,] / 12. Panties / 13. If You Can't Beat 'Em Join Em / 14. Nobody Move [w/ Mack 10,] / 15. Yours Begins Tonight / 16. C.p.k.s (Mike E. Clark Mix) / 17. Swallow This Nut [w/ Fresh Kid Ice, Fish ' Grits , MC Breed and Vanilla Ice,]
[Disc 2]
1. Intro / 2. Dead Pumpkins / 3. Mr. Rotten Treats / 4. Holloween On Military Street / 5. Mr. Johnson's Head (Remix) / 6. Pumpkin Carver / 7. Sleep Walkers / 8. Toxic Love / 9. Every Holloween / 10. Silence of The Hams / 11. Thug Pit / 12. Murdo Cloak / 13. Wicked Helloween

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