(Dont you ever pay any fuckin attention? {child noises and people talking} fuckin concentrait, organize, you cluster-fuck,{laphing} you didnt try so fuck
We hit the ace, ace and we love giving chase wicked clown got more than some pie for your face with a drip, drip, drip it's blood on the strip three disassembled
There comes a time, every so often, when the Dark Carnival begins to swell with the countless souls awaiting judgement. And the thriving mob begins to
I'm dizzy walkin outta larry's army wear used with some black leather shoes and desert BDU's many boxes of ammo, i got the camo face paint barricaded
me under bitch we tryna rule the tunnels the tempest raining lighting bolts and fire rain ICP with mike e. clark again i wanna run with this hatchet wicked clown
i'm a little bit better (oh yeah?) some folks call me the neck shredder cuz i cuts a lot too, so why don't you scoot down (what's your name?) shaggy the clown
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
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
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
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
Homies yeah thats my dog Homies cause were down by law Homies everything that we are Homies yeah thats my dog Remix! Let me ask you this about this life
Bloody naked bodies in the streets stuck with knives beaten battered wives strangled, popped out they eyes terror levels on the rise, drugs friends are
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
If i was a king all bitchs would blow me Big bag piles of jewels for my homies We would go to war and take everybodys land No clothes alound for female
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
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
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
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