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Insane Clown Posse Amazing Jeckel Brothers I Want My Shit It was like March, April Fuckin Lebra (Fuckin, um, shit) Torus, born in 1775 I'm like 300 and somethin, but I'm still alive I used to hang with the original, billy the kid You probably think I'm only playin but, I did My daddy's were a 2 headed freak show Mama a fortune tella, Azmerella Zella Anyway they had sex on a Oija board And I was born the next day (Who?) Violent J When I was 14 I tripped on the train track And I was crushed right there, on the steel rack I'm out cold, they though it would fuck me up I got up and itched my butt, and I'm like, what? Everybody tripped and called me the clown devil boy, Child of the Witch heifer, whatever Tied me up burned me and threw stones Had a few scrapes and cuts, Smokey Nuts After that they started bowin and shit Prayin to me, you know how those primatives get I said get off my dick I ain't a savior I'm what ya call a juggalo, and all I want is my flava 4 simple things in this bitch before I die I want a rusty ax I wanna know voodoo A fat bitch named Bridget And a little sip of Faygo too Till I get my shit in this motha fucka I will neva DIE! (Ah, hell yeah, so anyway...) 50 years passed all my homey's are old ass fucks I ain't even got hair on my nuts I left the village in the search of my ends, I wrestled Alligators, battled terminators Nothin ever killed me, nothin could harm me I fought in the civil war, Yankees army I walked across enemy lines with a mack 10 Man they didn't even have that shit back then How you just gonna come in my shit and fuck it up? Well at least make this shit sound real man, damn! I walked acrossed enemy lines with a, lantern Steddy takin cannon balls, to the balls The war ended, I traveled the country horse back Until this fool tried to horse jack He put his gat to my head and blew my face up Didn't even smear the makeup I took his gun a put a divet in his neck The sherriff didn't like it, I got endited 87 long years in the state pen Till they finally forgot why they put me in They had to let me go, can't hold me on nothin On they way out they like, "Yo ain't you like a houndred and somethin?" I'm said Yeah thats right, And I ain't gonna die till I get my shit motha fucka!!! I want a rusty ax I wanna know voodoo A fat bitch named Bridget Just a little sip or two Till I get my shit in this motha fucka I will neva DIE! I slept under bridges, lived in a valley I climbed up mountains, searched the alleys More years passed and I still ain't died Now I'm in Detroit on the Southwest Side My homie has an Impala blue '67 Last night we hit the road pushin one eleven I stuck my head out the window, Ttold 'em forward the most And let my nugget ping off a light post Hahahaha hell yeah cuz, Yeah it hurts a little bit but then ya gotta straight buzz The world hates me cuz of shit like this They always try and kill me but, MISS I know it's odd cuz my face is forever painted When I was born the bitch ass doctor fainted My tongues a little long I choke people with it Looks kinda nasty, but chicks dig it And I told ya my neck can stretch for miles I sorta look like somethin from the X-Files People wanna see me die for then a little bit But I'm a juggalo, and as a juggalo I want my SHIT And I ain't gonna die till I get it!!!! I want a rusty ax I wanna know voodoo A fat bitch named Bridget I said Faygo FUCK Mountain Dew Till I get my shit in this motha fucka I will neva Diiiiiiiiiieeeeee! Diiiiiiieeeeee! (2x) |
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