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I lived my life in the gutter! and this gutter is who I am!
Take me back home to my gutter, and that's where I won't ever leave
Again!

Hey! I'm comin' home, home to the criminals and crooks,
Home to the gangbangers shootin' dirty looks.
Home to the killer cops beatin' down my ass,
Home to my `72 vallary prayin' it will last.
Past all the rich bitches try'na play me out.
Doggin' on my neighborhood, don't know what it's about.
So now I'm clockin' nuggets, never hangin' with the rich.
I'd rather hang out with the crookeds at the party store, bitch!
Gimme coney, dawg, with a little smog,
Cuz it tastes better than the poisonous fog.
Seen it from the sewers in my slummy neighborhood.
But the ghetto got love and the love is all good
So I don't give a fuck about your mansion by the lake.
You can suck my dingaling until your neck breaks.
Cuz all I wanna do is hang with the zombies in the zone.
Break out with the faygo. I'm comin' home. ... Читать дальше »
Категория: Тексты Insane Clown Posse | Просмотров: 369 | Добавил: twiztid | Дата: 08.04.2009 | Комментарии (0)

Na na na na na na na na na na na na na (4x)
Aaahhhh!

It's friday night, dark, scary,
Lonely walkin' through the park cemetery.
And it's foggy, cold and smoggy.
I hear a dog, a howlin' doggie.
I'm scared, shoulda brought a shotgun
Would've, should've, but I ain't got one.
But I'll watch my back, and what's that? 
The caretaker, a dirty old hunchback.
Better run, hide, quick, fast,
He's comin' for my ass wit a- shovel.
Nowhere to run or to hide but a gravepit,
So I dove in, I did the dumb shit.
Took a fall, even at 6 foot.
Down the stairs hit a floor,
And through a door.
Into a whole new world of stiffs,
Bodies, heads, and sexy little dead chicks.
Club lights, sounds, bass.
Dj's spinnin' with maggots on their face.
But what I saw next that really took me.
Uhh! they did the headless boogie!

(chorus):
Hey, yo! I heard that ya died. (la la)
Fuck that! it's time to get live! (la la)
Dead bodies let's all ta ... Читать дальше »
Категория: Тексты Insane Clown Posse | Просмотров: 381 | Добавил: twiztid | Дата: 08.04.2009 | Комментарии (0)

Tonight, tonight, we gather the dead!
Tonight, tonight!
Tonight, tonight, off with your head! ya! hahahahahaha!

Ya know I cuts pigs up. (repeat 7x)
I know I can handle them mugs!

She was ugly, long hair, short, nice figure though.
So at the funeral it made me cry out why'd you die? 
I cannot, i-i couldn't sleep with not a wink.
I only think about my lady, I miss my baby!
I need her by my side to hold me, to squeeze me,
I still have pictures, but all they do is tease me.
I see my therapist, she only tells me I'm in trouble.
I want my baby back, so now I pack a shovel!
And while I'm thinking it's awfully dark and kinda funny.
Don't think to fast though, just dig, things could get bloody.
I watch my baby, I hit the top of baby's coffin.
I'm thinkin' well she's better off inside if she died.
Nah, she needs me. I can tell my baby wants me.
'cuz every night at 2:15, my baby haunts me.
I pry it open, the odor hits me. there she ... Читать дальше »
Категория: Тексты Insane Clown Posse | Просмотров: 394 | Добавил: twiztid | Дата: 08.04.2009 | Комментарии (0)

Awake..... awaake.....awaaaake.... aaah...revenge is mine. twelve people will
Die tonight....
(guilty....guilty....guilty...guilty...)

Now I've woken, been reborn
Though I have just until dawn
I remember every face
Spirits show me every place
First one sleeps inside his bed
Place my fingers on his head
To each temple, push and smother
Till my fingers tough each other

Next one makes love to his wife
Only wish to take his life
For his family's done no wrong
Place his children on the lawn
Tell the mrs. leave the room
Less she wish to witness doom
Grab the squirmy, filthy goat
And shove the dresser down his throat

I must quickly use my gift
Next to work the midnight shift
Drinking coffee in the back
I will listen to them chat
Hear them speaking of my death
Hear the laughter in their breath
But the laughter quickly died
When their heads collide

You're gonna die (x16)

Now my anger's growin ... Читать дальше »
Категория: Тексты Insane Clown Posse | Просмотров: 302 | Добавил: twiztid | Дата: 08.04.2009 | Комментарии (0)

Um, mr. jackson, what are you talking about? well, I've heard about
Those parties, they're immoral. mr.
Jackson i
Thought you were a respectable gentleman...
Now, don't give me that respectable gentleman bullshit you little
Bitch.
Mr. jackson!
Now stop playing dumb you ditsy cunt!

(chorus):
Hey, baby I heard you like to freak. (well, I guess so.)
Then come out to play with me. (heheh.)
Baby I heard you like to freak. (well, I guess so.)
Then come out to play with me.
(end chorus)

Hey what's up I'm new in town. I work for the circus,
Shaggy the clown. anyway, yo girl I've seen you around.
I guess I'm tryin' say that I wanna be down, hey!
We had ice cream, sat in the park.
I walked her all the way home when it got dark.
She took me inside and when the door shut,
Next thing you know, I had my nuts in her butt, uh.
I wanna bitch that's down to fuck right away.
And even does my homies if it's ok.
A little bitch tha ... Читать дальше »
Категория: Тексты Insane Clown Posse | Просмотров: 344 | Добавил: twiztid | Дата: 08.04.2009 | Комментарии (0)

~winding sound~
Oohh, I like... this... toy! hmm, watch it go...
~gunshots~
Ay! ah! ay! uh!

~rrrrrinnnng... rrrrrinnnng~
~beep beep beep!~
We're sorry, the person you are calling is dead.

I was like 6, I used to get dissed by the chicks.
And everyone would chase me and hit me with bricks,
And rocks and sticks and callin' me names.
And fill my lunchbox with frog brains. ugh!
When I left school it was much iller.
My daddy was a serial killer, and how about that,
He always made me sit in the back,
With all his dead bodies in my lap. move!
When I got home, enough of the static,
Hammer and tools and up to the attic.
Never knew any other girls or boys.
Only my toys, toys, toys.
Bang, clang, hammer and twist,
Nobody knows I exist, and I'm pissed.
But I won't be mentally scarred,
Instead I make toys, toys of the graveyard.
Monday, ring of the bell.
It's all about show and tell. might as well
Show all of these ba ... Читать дальше »
Категория: Тексты Insane Clown Posse | Просмотров: 345 | Добавил: twiztid | Дата: 08.04.2009 | Комментарии (0)

Ladies and gentlemen
I present to you, the terror wheel
The most horrifying, terrifying
Mystifying ride available to the dead
Gather round my dead friends
And witness the bizarre, horrid dictales
As told to you by your favorite
Serial killer clown slaughterers
The icp! (yay!!!)
So who will be brave enough to step into this ride? 
Just follow the trail of blood into the red tent
(oooh!)
There, your host willa b. rags, will strap you in
And you shal experience, the wheel!
So gather and watch, look and learn
The ways of the terror wheel
Oh, look, there goes one now
He's walking in, good luck fella
There he goes, they're locking him into the case

Greetings, I'm willa b. rags
Prepare for your first stop, the dead body man!
Ahahahahaha!!!

Dead bodies, dead bodies all over the street
Fifty-five, sixty-five bodies at least
I hang with the stiffs till the break of dawn
I'm always finding bodies when I'm mowing th ... Читать дальше »
Категория: Тексты Insane Clown Posse | Просмотров: 331 | Добавил: twiztid | Дата: 08.04.2009 | Комментарии (0)

~rrrinnnggg~
Hello? 
You have a collect call from 'cukoo'. please answer the following
Question 'yes' or 'no'.
Will you pay for the call? 

Is this on? 
Gather round my wealthy friends,
And endure the horrifying sights
Only your worst nightmares could produce.
Actual human beings of a deformed nature.
Come at once, and come and endulge yourself
In our own twisted amusement of another's misfortune.
Yes, ladies and gentlemen.
Enter our 3 ring show of freaks!

Ring one, a-dung-a-dung-dung.
My name's violent j and I staple my tongue
To the desk in school, then I run down the hall.
Scarin the shit outta all of y'all bitches!
Which is why you don't invite mine to your party
Just cuz I don't look like everybody.
I guess you're just a bunch of rich boys.
Bitch boys. scary. blblbblah!
And what's the big deal about my neck.
Just because now and then I like to let it stretch up
A couple feet to get a better sight.
Is ... Читать дальше »
Категория: Тексты Insane Clown Posse | Просмотров: 352 | Добавил: twiztid | Дата: 08.04.2009 | Комментарии (0)

Awwwwwwwwww, shit! yo, check it out, man, icp back in the haugh man!
Violent-j, man, 2 dope, man, wicked clownz, man. ha ha ha!

Hey, quick, hurry up, bang.
Open your mouth cause here comes my wang.
I'm violent-j, the southwest skitzo.
Born in a big top magical-majisto
Dead-body disco. rappin' to the hoochies.
Dirty old fat hoe's come up with a smoochie.
Hoochie-coochie, la la la la la.
I might pull your tongue out your mouth and try to hang ya.
It's a full moon and the riddles are calling.
Three more cards and the skies will be falling.
But don't take it from me, I'm just a clown.
Wicked clown, wicked town,
Juggalugagaluga lick it down, man up till my nuts start singing, dancing, hopping,
I'm a keep bringing riddles and tricks and dead body chicks
With the swing of my magical wand,
The show must go on.

Well, it all began when I was very young. my feelings were so excited about the carnival rides. everyone was jolly and jitte ... Читать дальше »
Категория: Тексты Insane Clown Posse | Просмотров: 396 | Добавил: twiztid | Дата: 08.04.2009 | Комментарии (0)

Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to your death! now let's see where you're
Headed, turn the crank!
And experience what's in store for you, deep within the mighty riddle box!(w/echo)

(chorus):
He hehe he he he he he hehe heh-heh-heh! da joke's on you! (hehe riddle box!)
He hehe he he he he he hehe heh-heh-heh! da joke's on you! (hehe riddle box!)

Wicked, wicked, wicked, wicked clownz... hey,
I'm violent j. and I'm here, well I'm here to kick yo' ass.
We, the wicked juggalos, we juggle those who live like hoes and chose...
The express route, one way. straight down the spiral twist to the riddle box.

(chorus)
(chorus)

Hey, what's up motherfucker!
This is shaggs 2 dope congratulatin' you...
For openin' the box. the riddle box.
It looks like you received your prize. the cost? 
Well the cost was your life! bitch-boy!
Ah ha-ha ha-ha ha-ha-ha ha ha ha

(chorus)

Tell me sir, what can you do? it looks like the joke's on ... Читать дальше »
Категория: Тексты Insane Clown Posse | Просмотров: 361 | Добавил: twiztid | Дата: 08.04.2009 | Комментарии (0)

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