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Insane Clown Posse lyrics

Album: The Great Milenko [1997]

 01  Intro
 02  Great Milenko
 03  Hokus Pokus
 04  Piggy Pie
 05  How Many Times?
 06  Southwest Voodoo
 07  Halls Of Illusions
 08  Under The Moon
 09  What Is A Juggalo?
 10  House Of Horrors
 11  Boogie Woogie Wu
 12  The Neden Game
 13  Hellalujah
 14  Down With The Clown
 15  Just Like That
 16  Pass Me By
all Insane Clown Posse lyrics

Welcome to the dark carnival.
The tunnel of love.
Allow your emotions to run wild.
Allow your passion to soar freely.
Welcome to the tunnel of love.

(play backwards and more messages can be heard)back to top
Great Milenko
Great milenko (ha ha-ha ha haaa)
Great milenko (hm-hm-hm-hm ha-ha-ha-ha)
Great milenko (ha ha-ha ha haaaé)
Great milenko (hm-hm-hm-hm ha-ha-ha-ha)
(end chorus)
Come one, come all, and witness magic! I introduce to you an occult
Sorcerer of the ancient craft of necromancy. a caster of mind-bending
Illusions, from the nethervoid of the shadow walkers, excel from shangra
La the great milenko.
Ladies and gentlemen, witness the keeper of arcane, wicked voodoo magic.
A beguiler of spells, hexes, and curses, with the help of potions,
Talismans, and ancient relics from the forbidden realms of the dark
Carnival. ladies and gentlemené
The greatmilenko!
(chorus w/milenko echo)
(chorus w/milenko echo)back to top
Hokus Pokus
Saughterin' strangulars, jugglin' jugulin' juggulas,
Fall-in, fat floppy titty freaks ic fuckin' p's in the haugh!(hoo hoo!)
Abracadabra, boom shaka day, I'm violent j, and I'm back like a
And I come with a hat full of tricks,
Trunk full of faygo, car full of fat chicks.
Ha ha-ha ha ha ha-ha-ha, fuck you.
Wicked clowns, we'd like to say what's up, to the cobras, x-men, and
And everybody with clown love, even sucks I never heard of.
Roll into town, and out with the big top,
Four cards down, and two more still to drop.
And when it does, I'd pack up and hit the road,
Cuz I don't wanna see your head explode!
Toss me an ax, and I'll toss you a dead chicken,
Add a buck, ya get a two liter wit' 'em.
And when the genie says on with the show,
It's hokus pokus joker's,
Great milenko.
(once again, it's the psychotic carnival creatures in the haugh)
Hokus pokus joker's ride,
Come take a spin on a carny-ride
(end chorus)
(southwest slivering snakes of darkness.)(w/milenko echo)
Shazaam, bam! shaka-laka lokey, shaggy the clown back like scoliosis,
Call me a psycho-skitzo-freak, and I'll call you by your name! (dick
Cuz I could give two shits and a fuck,
I bounce down frimmer in a popcorn-clown truck.
I'm a circus ninja southwest voodoo wizard, I grab ya gizzard!
Jump on the carpet, let's take a spin,
Everybody's waitin' for the show to begin.
Up to the top, by the neck, and let ya go, (wow!)
Try to land in a glass of faygo! (uh!)
You suck! ya missed the fuckin' glass,
Broke ya neck, and busted ya fuckin' ass,
But the genie says on with the show,
Hokus pokus jokers, great milenko!
(what awaits you after death? rub the lamp and explore!)
(enter milenko's funhouse! walk right through the wretched
Hall!)(w/milenko echo)
F-f-fuck off!
F-f-fuck off!
Clown dawg freak dawg
Joker dawg milenko dawg
(visions of joker cards flashing in your mother's face!)
(female chorus)
Rude boy and chucky, down wit' the clown,
First time we ever went to mexican town.
I remember, we couldn't pay the bill, they got hot,
And beat us down in the fucking parking lot! (fuck you!)
Toljest, jump steady, and nate the mack,
Tagged icp by the train tracks!
And it was on, the dawn of a new day,
Magical carpets creepin' down the freeway. (hoo hoo)
Walked in a gypsy's tent with a food stamp,
And walked out with a magical limp, yeah,
I met milenko, he gave me three wishes,
That night, I fucked three fat bitches!
Stank, get the fuck wit' it, forget it,
I'll rip ya face off, and wipe my ass wit' it!
When the genie says on with the show,
It's hokus pokus jokers, great milenko!
(primal order, magic train, come join us in song!)
(city to village, hamlet to town, the show must go on!)(w/milenko echo)
(giant ladies, bearded ladies, radiant ladies! ladies? )
(female chorus)
(clouds of darkness, and underneath them come the clown!)
Fuck that!back to top
Piggy Pie
The first little piggy, his house is made of wood,
He lives in a chicken turkey piggy neighborhood.
He likes to fuck his sister, and drink his moonshine,
A typical redneck filthy fuckin' swine!
I rode into town with my ax in my holster,
Everybody knows about the wicked piggy roaster.
The sheriff at the border, he tried to take me out,
I drew my ax with the quickness, and cut his adams apple out!
Walked in the village, and to the piggy's place,
He opened up his door, and shot me in the face.
It blew me off the porch, and blew my head in half,
But I'm a juggalo, so it only made me laugh. (hehe!)
Ax in hand, I rose like the dead,
And swung with all my might,
I made a thump noise in his head.
Since we out west, I grabbed the shot gun,
And blew his fuckin' tongue out the back of his cranium!

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

The second little piggy, his house is made of brick,
And this little piggy is a mutha fuckin' dick.
He lays down his rules and reads you your rights
In that funny lookin car with the little blinkin lights
I drive a volkswagon bug 17 deep
Packed full of juggalo's lights out and we creep
To the piggy station and lay on the horn
First piggy out we blow his lungs out his uniform
Now the air kazoo like starsky and hutch
But there's only 2 of them the rest are out to lunch
They call up dunkin doughnuts to gather up the rest
25 piggy's with they bullet proof vests
We lead 'em on a chase, they blowin off rounds
Now they all front cuz we at the carney grounds
And they gettin swallowed by they very own greed
Dark carnival and wicked clownz cuz we need

Three little piggies, to make a piggy pie
There's nothin like the sound when you hear a piggy cry
I might use a gun, (no!)
I might use an ax, (yes!)
The carnival's in town come and get your piggy snacks (2x)

The last little piggy, his house is made of gold,
He lives in a mansion on his own private road,
I started walking down it, the guard he told me wait,
I snapped his fucken neck in 2 and slammed his nuts in the gate! cuz this little piggy, must defiantly die,
I'm a lop his nugget off and toss it in the sky.
And then I watch the moon take the form of the devil,
And pull it out the sky, and beat it with a shovel.
People in my city, they fight for they meals,
He sleeps on a mattress stuffed with hundred dollar bills.
A ritchie is the devil, he never really made it,
So I'm a cut his hand off and slap his face wit' it.
Opened up his door, he's sleeping in his bed,
I grabbed a brick, and roller-laid it upside his head.
He begged for his life, I told him it's too late,
And tied his neck in a knot and watched him suffocate, cuz I need

Three little piggies, to make a piggy pie
There's nothin like the sound when you hear a piggy cry
I might use a gun, (no!)
I might use an ax, (yes!)
The carnival's in town come and get your piggy snacksback to top
How Many Times?

How many times will I ask myself why, how many times?
How many times will I ask myself why, how many times will I cry?
(end chorus)
How many times will you honk your horn and say fuck you?
Now what the fuck does that do?
Ya feel better now? I didn't let ya pass,
How 'bout I stop my car, and beat your fuckin' ass?
How many times will my neighbor beat his wife?
Somewhere in that house there's a butcher knife.
Fuckin' drunk, swingin' his fists about,
Why don't you wait till he sleeps, then take him out?
How many times will I sit in a hot car?
Traffic jam, been sittin' for a fuckin' hour.
Must be an accident, I hope nobody died,
Finally get there, and the crash is on the other side!
The gawkers roll by and creep slow,
Hopin' they can see a mangled body show.
Some park, and stand there and watch it all,
With their kids, they point, and fuckin' stare! (and just look!)
I remember one time I was pulled over,
Handcuffed, the cop was like, show's over.
People watching, hoping that he shoots me,
I just wanted to choke their fucking heads!
(chorus w/vocal ad lib)
How many times will I wait in a line,
It's three-thirty, I fuckin' got here at nine.
I'm finally up to the front, can't wait another minute,
Why am I here? to pay a fucking parking ticket.
The lady at the counter acts like a fuckin' bitch,
No smiles, no help, you're just a piece of shit,
I'm gettin' pissed, calm down, fuck it, forget it,
Back to my car, and there it is, another ticket!
How many times will a crackhead smoke crack,
And ask me for some money cuz he wants crack,
Give him money, again, he's coming back,
Walk away, and here's another, gimmie crack.
How many time will a kid give a dirty look,
A little punk-ass bitch tryin to be a crook,
I wrote the book, I was out robbin' liquor stores,
When you were just a nut stain in your mama'a drawers.
(chorus w/vocal ad lib)
How many times will you steal my car stereo,
It don't even work, ya feel like a bitch, don't ya?
I vacuum all the fuckin' glass off from my seat,
I sit down, and got a piece stuck in my butt-cheek.
How many times did I walk in, and just sit,
And have to listen, and learn all this bullshit,
Learnin' history and science, fuckin' wait,
Knowin' that, will that put food on my plate?
Yeah, can I walk into mcdonald's, into the counter,
And tell 'em you can make limestone from gunpowder,
Will they give me a cheeseburger if I know that shit?
Fuck no, fuck you, and shut your fuckin' lip!
How many times will a judge decide my fate,
Who is he? a bitch! nothin' great.
He takes shits, and fuck his old floppy wife,
Plays with his balls and judges my life! (and who the fuck is he? he
Judges my life!)
(chorus w/vocal ad lib)

Dawg, I peels caps all day long, mutha fucka. the call me the big wheeler
Cap peeler, ya know what I'm sayin'? I run this whole mutha fucka. the whole
Block, dawg. they call me the king. the big king. king killer big wheeler
Cap peeler, yeah. that's what they call me around this mutha fucka. I run
This bitch. I got this bitch locked down. I'm a big gang
Banga, man. I'm a gang banga mutha fucka. see, they ain't think that we was
Gang bangin' out in this neighborhood, but they don't know about me and my
Clique, dawg. and if you all wanna be down, shit, we can sit down and talk,
Ya know what I'm sayin-
Bobby!!! get your ass in here right now and finish your homework!
Uh, here I come! aw dawg, I gotta go, man. but look, meet me here tomorrow
After school. oh wait, I got yearbook. awright, meet me here around
Five-thirty tomorrow, dawg. awright guys, peace.
I hope he doesn't get grounded, dude.
Yeah, me too, 'cause then we couldn't be gang bangers.back to top
Southwest Voodoo
(vocal ad lib)
Voodoo, runnin' from my magic.
Ray kay shay, shooga-booga ba, southwest voodoo's in the haugh!
Wicked voodoo doped up killa!
Magic, dark magic, yo.
(end chorus)
Met this kid named louie lou,
He thought he could fuck with this voodoo.
So I turned his head into a lima bean,
And then flicked it off his shouldersééping!
From mookan house to shangra la,
Egyptian pharohs, kumpa-ta.
Follow me, and join us as we pray,
To the seventeen moons of kunga delray.
Walked in the luchroom chantin' spells,
With bamboo bitches and voodoo bells,
Got my own food, who wants some?
I got possum nipples and raccoon tongue.
A non-believer once started to laugh,
So I launched a fireball up his punk-ass!
Then everybody heard him squeal,
This voodoo shit's for real!
It just takes:
A head from a newt, a wing from a bat,
A tongue from a snake, a tail from a rat,
A neck from a chicken, an eye from a crow,
And a little itty-bitty itty drip of faygo!
(end pre-chorus)
Gripped out fauna on a windy night,
Ya see voodoo scribblins in the moonlight,
Painted all on the city street,
It's the ancient craft of gang-bangin'!
Hey! j! what's in the bag?
A shrunken head, and shrivled scrotum sac!
Why? ya think voodoo's fake?
Come to the graveyard, I'll make the dead wake.
Raise, raise, shooga-boom ba.
Sleep no longer, raise, quick!
Raise, raise, shooga-boom ba,
Leave us alone, you fuckin' punk bitch!
Well, fuck it, I ain't that done yet,
But one day you can bet I'm a freak! (w/echo)
We'll make the whole world dance with the dead,
And just like my homey said, it only takes,
Voodoo, runnin' from my magic,
Voodoo, runnin' from my magic,
Voodoo, runnin' from my magic,
I'll make a voodoo doll of ya, and flick ya nuts!
(chorus)(w/vocal as lib)

And now, the flying fritz brotherséé
Splat.back to top
Halls Of Illusions
Ticket please, thanks, walk through the doors,
Into the halls of illusion and visit yours,
To see what could've, and should've, and would've been real,
But you had to fuck up the whole deal.
Let's take a walk down the hallway,
It's a long way, it takes all day,
And when we get to the end, ya find a chair,
With straps and chains, we slap you in there!
Lock you down tight, so you can't move a thread,
And, pull your eyelids up over your head!
Cuz you're about to witness an illusionary dream,
It's just too bad it ain't worth seeing.
You walk in and see two kids on the floor,
They're playin' nintendo, and he's got the high score,
And sittin behind them, chillin' in the chair,
Is your wife, and you look, oh, you ain't there!
It's some other man, and they're hand in hand,
How she looks so happy, ya don't understand,
See, this is an illusion, it never came true
All because of you!
Back to reality and what you're about,
Your wife can't smile, cuz you knocked her teeth out!
And she can't see straight from gettin' hit,
Cuz you're a fat fuckin' drunk piece of shit!
But it's all good, here, come have a beer,
I'll break the top off and, and shove it in your ear!
And your death comes wicked, painful, and slow
At the hands of milenko!
Great milenko, wave your wand!
(don't look now, your life is gone)
This is all because of you!
(what you got yourself into)
(end chorus)
Look who's next, it's mr. clark,
The dirty old man from the trailer park.
Ya got your ticket? thanks, take your coat off,
And later on, why not? I'll rip your throat off.
Let's take a walk down the hallway,
It's a long way, it takes all day,
And when ya get to the end, ya find a chair,
Ya see all the blood? yeah, ya boy was just here!
We get all different kind of people comin' through,
Richies, chickens, and bitches just like you!
In the halls, everybody gets a turn,
To sit and witness your illusion before ya burn!
What do we have here? oh dear!
No way! it looks like ya kids' in the arcade
Ya daughter's chillin' up in college, top grades,
And your son's a fuckin' doctor, phat pay!
They got family, the kids, and it's all good!
They even coach little league in the neighborhood!
Is this true? have ya really seen the holy ghost?
Naw, bitch! not even close!
Back to reality, your son's on crack!
And your daughter's got nut stains on her back!
And they both fuckin' smell like shit,
And live in the gutter,
And sell crack to each other.
When they were kids, you'd beat 'em and leave 'em home!
And even whip 'em with the cord of the telephone!
And that reminds me man, hey you got a call!
Watch your step to hell, it's a long fall.
It's time to pack up and move to the next town.
But we forgot mr. bigot,
Okay, dig it,
We can't show ya an illusion, cuz we're all packed, but...
I'll still cut your neck out! how's that?
(chorus)back to top
Under The Moon
I'm still here..under the moon.

I was just a child but you seemed like so much more.
The way you would approach me and drift across the floor,
I'd see you in the hall and you'd kiss me with a smile.
I never understood it was I even worth your while?
The other kids at school they would hate me and they'd spit.
Cuz I was just a no one to them I wasn't shit.
But you would always hold me and stand there by my side,
We were only 17 we'd be together till we died.
But then it all happened the ever dreadful day.
Somebody tried to rape you and now I'll make him pay.
You pointed him out to me- my thoughts began to race.
I took my daddy's 45 and shot him in the fuckin' face!
I did it all for you and though I'm facin' years
I would do the time just to equal all your tears
The last thing that you told me when I left the courtroom
Is that we'd always be together... cuz we're both under the moon.

I'll forever love you even in your doom, we'll always be together cuz
We're both under the moon

I sit here in my cell and the walls are made of stone
I justified your pain but now I sit alone
I write another letter I write one everyday
I never got a letter back I write em anyway
I try to call collect- your number has been changed
I'm starin at the light bulb and I start to feel deranged
You never came to visit me I sit facin tha glass
No-one's on tha other side and now it's in tha past
My head is always spinnin I'm poundin' on the wall
I feel like I'm forgotten no sign of you at all
You're probably gettin' married you're probably gettin fucked
I'll break out of this cage and try to cut that muthafucka up
I curl up in the corner my body will corrode,
My teeth are turning into dust skin is growing mold
I'm starin' out tha window of my eternal doom
I know that you are out there... somewhere underneath the moon.

I'll forever love you even in your doom we'll always be together cuz
We're both under the moon

Many many years many more to go duz she still remember? God he only knows i
Now become a savage they chain me to a wall I still can see your body i
Still can hear ya call I'm nothin but a maggot I'm locked away and lost the
World that duzn'twant me my dignity is tossed and to tha girl for who I feel this doom lookhere...fxck you and the moon!back to top
What Is A Juggalo?
(vocal ad lib)
What is a juggalo?
Lemme think for a second. (well? )
Oh, he gets butt naked.
And then he walks through the street winkin' at freaks,
Wit a two-liter stuck in his butt-cheeks!
What is a juggalo?
He just don't care.
He might try to put a weave in his nut hair.
Cuz he could give a fuck less what a bitch thinks,
He tell her that her butt stinks, and all that,
What is a juggalo?
He drinks like a fish,
And then he starts huggin' people like a drunk bitch,
Next thing he's pickin' fights with his best friends,
Then he starts with the huggin' again, fuck,
What is a juggalo?
A fuckin' lunatic.
Somebody with a rope tied to his dick,
Then he jumps out a ten-story windowéééoh!
What is a juggalo?
A juggalo? if that's what it is, well fuck if I know.
What is a juggalo?
I don't know, but I'm down with the clown, and I'm down for life, yo.
(end chorus)
(vocal breakdown)
What is a juggalo?
A dead body.
Well he ain't really dead, but he ain't like anybody
That you've ever met before.
He'll eat monopoly and shit out connect four.
What is a jug-
What the fuck? connec-man, that shit's wack.
Don't worry 'bout my shit, just rap, mutha fucker.
What is a juggalo?
He ain't a bitch boy.
He'll walk through to the hills and beat down a rich boy.
Walks right in the house where ya havin' supper,
And dip his nuts in ya soupéébloop!
What is a juggalo?
Well he ain't a phoney.
He'll walk up and bust a nut in your macaroni.
And watch you sit there and finish up the last bit,
Cuz you're a stupid-ass dumb fuckin' idiot.
What is a juggalo?
He's a graduate.
He graduated from......well,
At least he's got a job, he's not a dumb putz,
He works for himself scratchin' his nuts, ha!
What is a juggalo?
A hulkamaniac.
He powerbombs mutha fuckas into thumbtacks. (bwa!)
People like him till they find out he's unstable.
He sabued ya mama through a coffee table. (oh my god!)
(vocal breakdown)
(vocal breakdown)
What is a juggalo?back to top
House Of Horrors
Hey there, do ya like excitement?
Do ya like suspense?
Do you like nel carter?
Good, cuz you won't find her here, this is the house of horrors. and for
You it's absolutely free, step right in.
Say no more stupid-ass, your breath says enough.
It's so dark.
Don't lose me.
C'mon, I found a door
Wabugawoo, waaa! welcome to the house of horrors,
Ya born in a barn, shut the fuckin' door.
Ya see, bam, cuz I'm about to scare ya
Bbbblblblblbl, okay now I dare ya
Close ya eyes, open up ya mouth, and count to ten,
Don't wanna, huh? cuz ya know my nuts are goin' in,
I'm twisted, I'll cut ya finger off, and stick it in ya butt
Ooouuuuhhhhhéand glue it shut
This is when I get get crazy, lemme show ya somethin',
Bbbbbbb! ya know what that means? it don't mean nothin', ha-ha!
But it scared ya, cuz people don't be doin' that shit,
But me, bbbbbbbb, bitch, bbbbb, now what about it? (bbbbbbbbb)
Guess what, I'm a serial killer, it's a bad habit,
I killed tony, lucky charms, and the silly rabbit,
Uh! cut the lights off, see that shit, I'm glowin'
Allright, I'm done, cut 'em back on, wait, where ya goin'?
Welcome to the house of horrors!
Comes from within me, me, me.
Comes from within me, horrors, hey.
Comes from within me, me, me.
Come to the house of horrors, hey.
(end chorus)
Honey, I'm not haning a good time.
I know, c'mon, this must be the way out.
Hey, what the fuck, come in guys, grab a chair,
Don't mind me drinkin' my beer in my underwear.
C'mon, let's play some cardback, I just gotta cary,
Hey, keep it down in there, shaggs, what the hell? sorry!
Look at that shit!(what? ) you almost got me grounded,
I'm a have to take your forehead and pound it.
I'll bend you over, and tie you up to a pole,
And strech your nuts back, and fling 'em up your butthole!
I'm a phantom, listen to me, ahhh,
That didn't do it? how 'bout this? ahhhh!!!
I'm so scary, they call me joey terrifyin',
Did ya know that? (yeah) no ya didn't, I was lyin'!
I represent igors,
I'm yellin' in town,
I'm comin' outta southwest,
Wicked clowns!
Bathrooms? sure, it's right there, down the hall,
Don't flush it though, I'll make dinner for you all,
Amuck, naya, baaa, but that's two,
Wait a minute, hey, don't leave me yet, hey!
Welcome to the house of horrors!
I'm s-scared.
I know, sweetie, come on!
(vocal interlude w/laughs)
Jump steady, nate the mack, lemme tell ya somethin',
Wit billy bill and rude boy, (what about 'em? ) nothin'!
They're my boys, I just had to give 'em props,
And together we form the cyclops!
He-he-he-he-he look at you, he-he, you're a bitch.
Should I let you're ass go? ha-ha-ha-ha, no.
I'll let your bitch out, but you get the bone,
Run along sugar-tits, he ain't comin home.
Dont let the door hit you where the good lord split ya bitch.back to top
Boogie Woogie Wu
The beast lives, out of the raging storm, in the dead of night. the ravenous, blood-sick creature, searches for it's sacrifice. through the hideous darkness, it lurches. driven by death itself.
The satisfaction of slaughter will cause it to return to the darkness from which it came. *chorus* boys and girls, it's nighty-night time. happy j the clown has a nursery rhyme. it's about, the
E woogie man, keep your light on as long as you can, cuz when it cuts off, so does your head, boogie woogie woogie waits under your bed with a shank, splahh, up through the bottom. little jimmy
, uuuhhhh, got 'em! it's the one and only boogie man, he creeps, he hides, he sneaks, he slides, if your little feetsies are hanging off the edge of the bed, you're running on stubs mutha fucka!
Ll, moonlight fills the room that you sleep in, things go bump in the night, me creeping. ouch! fuck, I stubbed my toe! if you just quit leaving your shit all over the fucking floor. fuck it, yo
Dead anyway, and I'm gonna le
Ave your head smack dead in the hallway. in the morning, when your daddy walks out, aahhhh, his foot's in your mouth, thanks to the boogie man! *chorus* does the boogie man really exist? well, i
R mother a bald-headed freak bitch? yes, you fall asleep and wake up dead with a broken broom sticking out your forehead. I sing lullabies until you dose off, tie you down, and chew your fucking
Off, and then spit 'em out back in your face, spppewwaaa. fuck, wash your feet bitch! the world's famous boogie woogie wu will come to you, slumber parties, sleep overs, intimate nights, what e
He ocassion by the midnight hour. he will gladly come and fuck that shit up. I don't beat women, fuck that, I'm above it, but I'll cut her fucking neck and think nothing of it. you didn't
The boogie man was a clown, but when you see the juggla, you holding your jugular. with a swing, chop, stab, swing, chop, you holding your neck together, but your nuts drop. and the cops d
Best they can, they pull the axe out y
Our face and say, was it the boogie man? what was he wearing? *chorus* please don't let me fall asleep, cuz the boogie man will creep, through my window, in my room, stab me with a b
Broom. please don't let me fall asleep, cuz the boogie man will creep, through my window, in my room, staaaahhhh......boogie woogie woogie! it's the incredible, undeadable boogie ma
Head, pull the covers over your head, hide under them, he don't give a fuck! it'll just make it that much more easier for him to suffocate your face! there's three ways to stop me from doing wh
Do......what? you think I'm gonna tell you? mom, can you leave the door open a bit? thanks, an easy way in you fucking idiot. now I stretch your neck out, and play it like a banjo, b
Darm, boom, darm, like that shit, yo? then I strech it out more and fling your head through the wall, it's the boogie man y'all!back to top
The Neden Game
"Let's meet contestant number one
He's a skitsofrantic, serial killer clown
Who says, "woman love his sexy smile"
Let's find out if his charm will work on Sharon
Sharon, what's your question?"
"Contestant number one,
I believe first impressions last forever
So let's say you were to come over to my parent's house
And have dinner with me and my family
Tell me what you would do to make
That first impression really stick"
Let's see, uh, well, I'd have to think about it
I might show up in a tux, HA!, but I doubt it
I'd probably just show up naked like I always do
And lick your momma in the eye and tell her, "FUCK YOU!!!"
Hurry up bitch, I'm hungry, I smell spaghetti
I'd pinch her loopy ass and tell her, "Get the food ready!"
Your dad will probably start tripping and get me pissed
I'd have to walk up and bust him in his fucking lips!
It's dinner time, we hearing grace from your mother
I pull a forty out and pour some for your little brother
I'm steady staring at your sister, I'll tell you this
You know for only 13, she got some big tits
After that, your dad will try to jump again
And only this time, I'd put the forty to his chin
After you mom does the dishes and the silverware
I'd dry-fuck her till I nut in my underwear
"Now, let's me contestant number two
He's a psychopathic, deranged, crackhead freak
Who works for the Dark Carnival
He says women call him stretch nuts
Sharon, let's hear your question"
"I like a man who's not afraid to show his true emotions
A man who expresses himself in his own special way
Number two, if you fell in love with me
Exactly how would you let me know?"
First thing, I could never love you
You sound like a richie-bitch, yo, FUCK YOU!!!
But if I did, I'd probably show you that I care
By taking all these other motherfuckers outta here
I'd go through your phone book and whack em all
And find contestant number one and break his fucking jaw (what?!)
Anyone who looked at you, would have to pay
I'd be blowing fucking nuggets off all day
I'd grab your titties and stretch em down past your waist
Let em go, and watch em both spring up in your face
I'd sing love songs to you, the best I can
Get you naked, and hit it like a CAVEMAN!!!
When we go to the beach and walk through the sand
I throw a little in your face and say, I'm just playin
As you spit it all out, I'd rub your back
And grab your underwear and wedge it up your ass crack!!
"Well it sounds like contestant number two
Is just over-flowing with sensativity, Sharon
It's a touch choice so far
Sharon, let's have your last question and
See which one is going to win the rights to your neden"
"Okay, if we were at a dance club, and you both noticed me at the
same time. Tell me, how would you each get my attention, and what would
your pick up line be? Well, whoever's the smoothest wins!"
Okay, first I'd slide up to the bar
And tell you that I can't believe how fucking fat you are
I'd tell that I like the way you make your titties shake
And if you lost a little weight, you'd look like Rickie Lake!
Fuck that, you'd be jocking me quick
I'd order you a drink and stir it with my dick
And then to get your attention in the crowded place
I'd simply walk up and stick my nuts in your face
Yeah, freak with your nuts, yo, that'll get her
Tell her that's she fat, yeah, that'll work even better
Look, fuck you, I got a strong rap
Shit, you don't want contestant number two
He's mad-whack
I walk into a bar and there he was
Standing up on a bucket, eww, trying to fuck it
It was a big fucking smelly, ass farm llama
Damn dawg! how you gonna diss your momma?!back to top
Give God the first portion of your income, say that with me.
Give God the first portion of your income.
Give it first! not after the deducts. not after the social security, and
The hospitalization, and the malnutrition. not after all these things on ya
Check, ya say 'I'm a give God a little what's left.' you do, and that's what
You gonna get from god.
Who am i? I'm not the devil,
I can take you to my level,
Above the rocks, above the earth,
Tell me what your soul is worth.
How much money do you make?
How much will you let me take?
I will give you tranquility,
Just send you wealth and checks to me.
Life is going to expire,
And your soul will burn in fire.
You will perish in the thunder,
Unless you call my hotline number.
God has asked you to make me rich,
Me and my fat-rat gaudy bitch.
On your t.v.'s late at night,
Send those checks, and I'll guide you to the light.
Don't put away your wallets just yet, brothers and sisters. there's
Somebody here I'd like all of you to meet. this is little jonathan.
Jonathan, say hello to the lovely people.
Jonathan has problems. twisted neck, tangled legs, crooked spine, but we
Can heal this boy!
For just, uh, six thousand dollars, we can heal this boy!
God called me and then stopped by,
And he told me you're gonna die,
Unless you buy my holy water,
Check, cash, or a money order.
This is true, don't question me,
I'll even send you shit for free.
It's only ten buck for the call,
And I'll send a prayer, no charge at all.
Put your lips up to the screen,
Close your eyelids, and intervene,
Your lips to mine, now send the cash,
And while you're there, you can kiss my ass.
Take your paycheck, and send me half,
And I'll send you god's autograph.
I'll get you allah's, and bhuddah's too,
Even zeus, I don't give a fuck who,
Just send me that money.
Would you like to be healed, little jonathan?
Yeah, reverend.
You see, brothers and sisters, this-
Beep-beep! beep-beep!
Excuse me. I told you never to page me on a sermon day. yes? uh-huh.
People, that was the lord, today only, he will heal this boy, for just
Thousand dollars!
Pass the collection plate
Pass the collection plate
Pass the collection plate
Pass the collection plate
(show me how you give, I'll tell you how to live.)
Your total's twenty-two eleven,
For your set of keys to heaven.
Make the checks out in my name,
Me or God it's all the same.
Bring your crippled ass to me,
Pay my usher the holy fee.
I'll bless your legs, and bless your chair,
Then wheel your bitch ass outta here.
Now a special ceremony,
This part don't cost any money.
Drip a drop of blessed water,
Now I fertalize your daughter.
Even though I fucked a hooker,
Took your baby girl and shook her,
You still buy everything I sell,
And I'm livin' well
See you in hell.
Four-thousand eight-hundred, nine-hundred, five thousan-hallelujah!
You did it, brothers and sisters! are you ready, jonathan? lord almighty,
We've met your price, give me the healing power, I can feel it! lord!
Rumilumilamanamanumi! this boy is healed!
Now, to the naked eye, it would appear that this boy has not been
Healed, but I can assure you, this boy's spirit has been healed! inside this
Tangled, mangled frame is a healed little boy.
His spirit is healed! hallelujah!

Country cookin', can I take your order?
You want the red-eye gravy with that?
With chitlins or black-eyed peas?
Lemme cypher up your bill, here.
That comes to fourteen nintey-five.
Okay, be ready quicker that two jiggles of a jackrabbit's ass.back to top
Down With The Clown
This one goes out to the ninjas that's been down since carnival of carnage.
Naw, fuck that. since dog beats. naw fuck that, since basement cuts, mutha
How long will the juggalos be down wit' me?
How long till they forget me? check it out,
What if I grew another fuckin' head?
And his name was violentéed?
And he headbutt me every time I cussed?
I would need two microphones when I bust.
Would you show me love, even with another head?
Or would you be like, fuck you and ed!
Or, what if I sold out like a bitch?
And took the makeup off and went soft?
Call myself detroit southwest lover?
And put my ugly-ass face on the album cover?
Went r&b top ten hit,
And we had jodecie singin' all over our shit?
Fuck that though, yo, I'm a juggalo,
So don't forget me like ya did with minuto.
What about when the world's like fuckas, killas?
What will ya be? - down
What about when I'm a hundred and three?
What will ya be? - down, down
What about when the world's like fuckas, killas?
What will ya be? - down
What about when the carnival comes to ya town?
I'm a be down wit the clown!
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How long will ya be down with a ghetto puppet?
I say I'm sick in the nugget, and ya love it!
I ate a dead body, I ain't proud of it,
I told you all about it, and you all applaud it! (yay!)
I got problems, I'm haunted by a carnival,
I could run and tell a doctor, but what for?
I just put it on tape wit' a phat beat,
And make a quick buck, I'm like, fuck! (hoo hoo)
I could've came out sportin' some hammer pants,
Kick steppin' with shaggs, and try to dance,
Make ya mom happy, keepin' it soft,
I'd rather grab my dick and tell your mom to fuck off!
I know then you'd probably start to trip,
And swing at me, but hit violent ed in the lip,
Look, I don't even know what I'm tryin' ta say,
Just don't forget me like ya did with rahbay.
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I'm a be down, I'm a be down,
Down with the clown till I'm dead in the ground.
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Somebody page me?
Who the fuck is this? !
It-it's me, you said I could page you-
No, no. you misunderstood me. I said fuck you! nobody cares if you're dead
Or alive, so go fuck yourself!
Okay, call me later.back to top
Just Like That
Jump outta bed, and I head for the grapenuts,
Eat 'em quick, or they soggy, and that sucks,
Try to find a clean pair of socks, and a shirt,
Still sport the same drawers, even though they hurt.
In the fridge there's a faygo, it tastes ill,
Cuz it's fatter that a bitch on a big wheel!
I got a few moneybacks, and a little change,
So I'm headed to the store, when the phone rings:
What up, man check it out, I know this bitch,
She gots another friend with her, and her dad's rich,
If we find us a ride up to rynethat,
Garunteed, we can fuck 'em both on the spot!
Oh shit, lemme call bill-bill,
I wanna go and let my nuts do the windmill,
He ain't home, fuck, I'll call mike clark,
Cuz I know he can get the fuckin' skylark,
He said he can, but he's broke, and it needs gas,
But I wanna buy this faygo - think fast!
I know my brother jump steady's got a few bones,
But that's gonna' do us shit when he ain't home!
Nevermind, j, legs loned me a ten,
No need to get punched in ya head again,
Tell mike to scoop me up right away,
And then faygos and nuttin' hoes all day!
Fuck yeah, throw my pro wings on my feet,
Lock the house, and wait for 'em in the street,
I wish I had a piece of gum, or somethin', fuck,
My mouth still kinda tastes like grape nuts.
Here they come, nope, it wasn't them,
Seems like the same cars drivin' by again,
It pulls upéé
Hey, man, you're in lucké
W-what'd you say, man?
Fuck.back to top
Pass Me By
Does this excite you? think about it! does it not stagger the imagination?
No builder on earth can concieve any structure to compare to the mansions
Above. won't that be something when you go to live in your own mansion?
There'll be no concern about paying for it, it's already taken care of.
There'll be no worry about veing moved out of it. it will be yours forever.

I got shot, baa! the murder was heinous.
The bullet went in my eyeball and out my anus.
And I was hit, that was it, on the spot,
Flash, I woke up in a parking lot.
And I'm sittin in a '64 rinekeys,
With shaggy dope written on the car keys.
I look around I can't believe that it's possible,
I'm dead, and I made it to the carnival.
I walk in, it's everything I dreamed of,
Everybody and they mama got clownlove.
Japanese, lebenese, and chinese,
Portuguese, and southwest ghetto cheese. (hoo hoo)
Hangin' out with redneck truck drivers,
Instead of always givin' each other piledrivers.
I see my old homey, he died in a drag,
Chillin with two bitches, what up, shag?
And he passed me a blunt like a tree trunk,
I tried to hit it, but couldn't even fuck with it.
And to think, I always been afraid to die,
But I ain't never goin back, to wonder why.
We all gonna die. but I'm not gonna fry.
Even though most never try, I'm not gonna let this pass me by, no.
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I was born. first they threw me in a shitpile.
I dealt with it, and lived there for a while.
I got dissed on, pissed on, and beat down,
Mutilated, and tossed out a dead clown.
Next thing ya know, I'm chillin' at the big top,
Free money, and mad bitched non-stop.
No water, it's faygo on tap,
I wash my hair, and my face, and my butt-crack wit' it,
Cuz I can, cuz I'm fat paid,
I got a five story funhouse with a maid,
And she walks 'round wit' her titties hangin' out,
And when I cough, she come and dust my balls off. (hoo hoo)
I'm headed up to the show, I'm gonna see,
Jimi hendrix, selena, and easy e,
Elvis tried to open up but got dissed off,
We got pissed off, because he sounded like butt,
There's no fights, it's a perfect match,
Hillbillies in the crowd tryin' ta cabbage patch,
And ta think, I've always been afraid to die,
But I ain't never goin back, to wonder why
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Did ya ever burn your finger on somethin', hey,
Well picture this, ya nuts burnin' that way.
And a roman candle stickin' in ya butthole,
That's where the greedy stank mutha fuckas go.
This is all hell now, we livin' in it,
But this bullshit'll be over in a minute,
Then it's off to the faygos and in hoes,
New clothes, and patent leather for your toes. (hoo hoo)
And while ya sit around cryin' for ya dead friend,
He's chillin' up there, hey, gettin' mad ends.
He's probably there tryin' ta figure out why you're sad,
He's on the beach gettin' fat, you got it bad.
And for those who ain't down for the next man,
Who rob from the poor, and snatch all ya can,
And any chicken talkin' shit, lemme tell ya somthin',
Hold a lighter to your balls, and you'll see what's comin'.
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