me on my crew or our shit or i will feed you to them same fuckin' pigs i see you playin' with. Come and get some, you really wanna get your front piece
tell no other, i'm always fucking hookers, call me when your feeling wicked, and wicked chill out in the gutters get dirty and kick it, Cause i'm your
fuck you, fucker We comin', motherfucker We coming to get ya Coming to get ya How ya see me is what ya get How ya see me is what ya get Carnival
see you standin' on the grass And it fuckin' stuck to your mustache In yo face! (Shaggy 2 Dope) Bang to the pow, wang to the mouth Bogo the wicked clown
Joke ya mind... Wicked clown is in the house Wake up in my golden bed Wicked thoughts inside my head Step outside and glide away Nothing's wicked here
tag on they forehead Stick your little 'kay by my taggin' You can fit twenty clowns in a Volkswagon And we coming straight to your brick house I'm a huff, and puff, and blow your
s that your holding? Turn full circle, face to face with the Omen When I split you open I go for your heart And spit on your soul and slash that weak
'd be like "man this is bull shit" If I was your tires on your car I'd be like... If I was the bumper on your car I'd be like ahh fuck If I was a balloon
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
And live your life in the low Mexico city (city) A place where you can hide And everything will be tight They want me on a murder rap which violates
much easier to die then to get by and to get by and to get by and to get by and to get.... If im gonna die Im taking you with me get you and get me
fire up, does this mean you wasted your life what you think, on thy kitchen sink holf your hatchet high, 'cause were gonna need'em when there's, your
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
Haul assing Heads I'm smashing and crashing Cause deaths my passion Til I'm ashing Wicked shit never gets spun That's why we get clever, get guns
"The wicked clowns and Bushwick Bill are lost in space" (Violent J) The car broke down and she was like "Honey, get the flash light" Still one in
Ahhh! They get it! Woo! We got some fresh fills for your fat chicken-ass tosnack on,bitch!So here, start wit' a slice of this fresh piggy pie, mother
Fuck the world, yeah yeah Uhh, Bink Fuck the World, yup Ladies and gentlemen This is Insane Clown Posse Fuck the World It's your turn to judge Phat or
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