Альбом Insane Clown Posse

Steppling out of the whipping and piercing rain, in walks a wicked clown...Violent J
One of Death's good friends they say(hey, look at that).
You've never seen a cloud that dark in the middle of the day...headed straight this way.
I hope everything's okay

(Chorus)
The sky is falling. This shit's gonna be fun, be fun, be fun
I think the sky is falling. This shit's gonna be fun, be fun, be fun
The fucking sky is falling. This shit's gonna be fun, be fun, be fun
I feel the wind is calling me

Spinning back down to earth riding in a tornado, lands a wicked clown...Shaggy 2 Dope,Southwest Strangla. Known to give the dead hope.
And the air is right for some impending judgement(when it rains, it pours) and judging by the look of the sky, this might be it... judging by the look of the sky.

(Chorus) (X2)
The sky is falling. This shit's gonna be fun, be fun, be fun
I think the sky is falling. This shit's gonna be fun, be fun, be fun
The fucking sky is falling. This shit's gonna be fun, be fun, be fun
I feel the wind is calling me

Step forth and face the beast that is the mighty Tempest! Dare to go for a spin on the
world's most horrifically fabulous ride! Behold the Tempest! The fastest, highest,
steepest, and tallest coaster-ride ever to exist on this or any other planet!

We fuckin rollin with no controllin, them bolts aint holdin.
Take you higher, rollin on wires, till time expires.
Swingin corners, so kids are goners, you hangin on-ers.
Duck them tunnels, they shrink like funnels. Get your forehead pummeled
We upside down you, then round and round you, your evil found you.
Let's go faster, its sheer disaster, while spinnin backwards.
Jagged edges, no kind of ledges, with broken wedges.
Its the largest, fastest, steepest, deepest, tallest, all this and more, roller coaster.

[Chorus]
It's something thrilling for you, so get on, get on it (come ride The Tempest)
You got that feelin in you, so jump up, jump on it (Jump on it)
It's somthing wicked for you so get on, get on it (Let's ride The Tempest)
We got that ticket for you, so jump up, jump on it.

Electrifyin and now you climbin, feels like you flyin.
The cars are shakin, slowly elevatin, sound like they breakin.
Rickety, rackety, clickity, clack, up we go, you no look back.
Some french guy had to look, froze up and fell out, he got so shook. So fuck him, them
polls keep duckin, this cart you stuck in upward spiral, the rings of fire, still climbin
higher
Rackety, rickety, clackity, click, now you on the tip-top tipity tip
Tip of the largest, fastest, steepest, deepest,tallest, all this and more, roller coaster.

[Chorus]
It's something thrilling for you, so get on, get on it (come ride The Tempest)
You got that feelin in you, so jump up, jump on it (Jump on it)
It's somthing wicked for you so get on, get on it (Let's ride The Tempest)
We got that ticket for you, so jump up, jump on it.

Straight down, you fallin you fallin straight down so fast your skin in crawling
Straight down, you fallin you fallin straight down so fast your skin is crawlin
You fallin so fast, you see your whole life flash, your balls jump up your ass in a quick
dash, you get whiplash, the shit's so fast on your bitch ass, and it dont stop till the
shit crash

[Chorus (2x)]
It's something thrilling for you, so get on, get on it (come ride The Tempest)
You got that feelin in you, so jump up, jump on it (Jump on it)
It's somthing wicked for you so get on, get on it (Let's ride The Tempest)
We got that ticket for you, so jump up, jump on it.

Gang bang. Pissed off. Swang thangs. Shit talk. Southwest. Street hood. Spit on. Ripped
off. No hoes. Pro wings. No real. Gold rings. Lips swoll. Chin rocked. Eyes in them "O"
rings. Street clown. No joke. Voodoo. No hox. Never die. Cant croke. Strokes for them old
folks. Smoke dope. Pop pills. Lift axe. Chops kill. Drink blood. Drip spills. Grab the mic
and drop skills chased off. Broke down. People up Folk down. Full moon. Choke sound. On the
murder-go-round. No love. No slack. Pie face. Slap back. Heffer,let me tap that. Like you a
chip munk and...

[Chorus]
I'm an alley rat, an alley rat
I only want to be where the scrubs be at.
I gotta get it, i wanna get it, the lot i gotta get it.
I gotta get it, i wanna get it, the lot i gotta get it
I gotta get it...

Last place. Dont care. Scrub life. I'm there. Red mist. I wear. Wet blood. Big smear. Just know. Dark nights. Warm glow. Street lights. Breakin in. Tied tight. I'm taking all i like.
No look. F**k style. Never calm. Buck wild. Jumpin off. Rooftops. Face painted. Fake smile.
(Who? What? What chuck? Nevermind. What the F**k?)
Now im ridin up stuck underneath an ups truck.
(What you see? I looked around. Tell me. Thought i seen a clown)
No peep. Not a sound. No one lookin. Never found. F**k jobs. F**k rules. F**k church. F**k
school. F**k court. F**k jail. Hospitals and funerals (f**k em)
I aint goin im hoein you hoes out. When i die, bury me with my dick in your mouth

[Chorus (2x)]
I'm an alley rat, an alley rat
I only want to be where the scrubs be at.
I gotta get it, i wanna get it, the lot i gotta get it.
I gotta get it, i wanna get it, the lot i gotta get it
I gotta get it...

I come beatin down the block and i crack the bedrock
Dishes drop, the shit comes to a (dead stop)
Motherf**kers think godzilla's comin (the lights go dark)
The whole house hummin
My amps (draw energy) and wipe out the power
My beat transmits over radio tower
The woofers might suck all the air out your lungs (if you stand too close)
When the monster hums
People think a nuclear war is at their front door
When i got my volume only on four
(gas pipes explode) and the storefronts shatter
Killing these kilowatts is all that matter
F**k the police, the citizens, and (f**k the judge)
I'll blow they whole house down with some old clown love
Those that have heard can't describe my bump
(they know) something from the beyond in my trunk

[chorus 2x]
Na na na nana na na (boom) (all night)
Na na na nana na na (boom) (all night)
Na na na nana na na (boom) (all night)
There's something from the beyond in my trunk

Straight off the freeway and into your city with black swarm of cave bat
(follwing with me) they attracted to the hum that'll knock your brain numb
You keep lookin for the lightin (but it ain't none) when my f**kin bass drops
(the whole block hops) everything switch, stops, clocks, and unlock
You gotta recalculate your computer (reset all your clocks) and reload all your shooters
My woofers blow down trees and then pull 'em back up

(past the graveyard) as the tombstone crack up
Those that have heard can't describe my bump
(they know) there's something from the beyond in my trunk

[chorus 2x]
Na na na nana na na (boom) (all night)
Na na na nana na na (boom) (all night)
Na na na nana na na (boom) (all night)
There's something from the beyond in my trunk

Fish jump out the water tryin to swim for the moon
Vibrational booms drying up the lagoons
My bumps pop fake titties and melt ice grills
Relocate your piercings (dissolve your pills)
Police wail on they sirens but i blow they tweeters
Illuminated liquid leaking outta my speakers
Each drop burns all the way down to the earth's core
(dust devils) sweep across the earth's floor
Crows and ravens don't flap they wing
They just float on the waves that the humdrum brings
Those that have heard can't descibe my bump
(they know) something from the beyond in my trunk

[chorus 2x]
Na na na nana na na (boom) (all night)
Na na na nana na na (boom) (all night)
Na na na nana na na (boom) (all night)
There's something from the beyond in my trunk

The jump off one summer night i noticed my shoes was fittin wrong
My feet was all the sudden a half an ich too long
I jumped in my car and though "now who the f**k was in my seat,
F**kin with my lever and re-adjustin my mirrors"
I stopped to get a slurpee and i noticed i was floodin' in my jeans;
Getting back in my car, i split my ass seam
My shit ain't hardly fitting anymore, f**ked up detergent or
I'm growin bigger than motherf**kin dinosaur
Got out the car and had to duck to get in shaggy's place
You should have seen the f**kin look up on his painted face
He said "holy f**kin shit, i don't know if you knowin
But you growin and it's obviously showin, homie"

[chorus 2x]
Watch where you fall down, watch where you fall down
Watch where you fall down, watch where you fall down
And now i'm growin again, and i'm growin again,
Now i'm growin again, and i'm growin again

The next day i woke up, shaggy's three dogs were trippin on me
Laid out on his couch a smooth nine foot three
They don't f**kin love me no more, i stand up
And put a hole in shaggy's ceilin with my big ass nug
The dogs ran, shaggy's like, "holy f**k, don't move!
First thing you gotta f**kin do is do not move!
We need to get you out the house before you f**k my shit up!"
I had to crawl through the hall into the front yard, then get up
I'm lookin through the eyes of a twelve foot tall man
Don't feel any different though i could use a tall can
I'm growin every hour and the reason's unknown
Now i'm sitting on your home with my feet on your lawn, damn

[chorus 2x]
Watch where you fall down, watch where you fall down

Watch where you fall down, watch where you fall down
And now i'm growin again, and i'm growin again,
Now i'm growin again, and i'm growin again

To me, SUVs and sedans, they're like pop can
A little bit heavier but tin in my hand
Shaggy's chillin on my shoulder in a custom made basket
"i'm tryin to ride with my boy in this bitch, and outlast it"
I try to stay in one place, it ain't no use in hidin
Hella choppers beamin with coppers on all sides
And the media, government are offerin jobs
World press, scientists, all swarming with this mob all around us
"f**k it J, you only gettin bigger, dog
You and me, right now homie go for a jog
We've been sittin here lettin them observe us and for what?
I say you tell 'em f**k the world and throw the lotus up"
Now i'm runnin, every step is 32 miles
Shakin' the earth, turnin buildings into piles
And i'm runnin, crushin trees like blades of grass
My head's above the clouds, all they see is my ass
And i'm runnin, 600 mile an hour wind gust
Footsteps explosions, three day of dust
And i'm runnin' i can still hear shaggy on the megaphone
"keep keep keepin' on! don't stop! come on!"
And i'm runnin through states in two step or less
Through the oceans, and don't even be getting my nuts wet
And i'm runnin, finally gravity took me away
I ran right off the planet into the black of outer space and i'm runnin

[chorus 2x]
Watch where you fall down, watch where you fall down
Watch where you fall down, watch where you fall down
And now i'm growin again, and i'm growin again,
Now i'm growin again, and i'm growin again

Oh goody
Oh goody

She surprises me (surprises me)
Sometimes she hums on my balls
And I can see the world (the world)
Right through (right through)
Her bedroom walls (her bedroom walls)
She has a jaw like a pelican's beak is deep
Hummin' me right to sleep (right to sleep)
My favorite freak

I can rearrange the patterns of the stars in the sky (in the sky)
I can fly with the seagulls on the beach with the tide
She can blow me there (blow me there)
I swear (I swear)
Right through the air (right through the air)
And if I aint really there, my balls do not care (MY BALLS)

C'mon and put it on me, bitch!
Hit me with the hum drum boogie
That thing, oh goody!
C'mon and put it on me, bitch!
Right now, right now
Boogie, that thing, my balls
C'mon and put it on me, bitch!
Hit me with the hum drum boogie
That thing, oh goody!
C'mon and put it on me, bitch!

I see my, I see my, I see my life flash before me
I hear all my favorite songs at one time
When she blow me before I actually go blind
I'm runnin back and forth between the doors of in and out of my mind
When she blow me
My favorite freak is so fine!
To have her hummin' performance (performance)
The show is enormous
Only two fans in attendance (attendance)
These two in my pants (MY BALLS)
She's my favorite (favorite)
She's got my standin' applause (standin' applause)
Hummin' me into harmony (harmony)
Right through my balls (MY BALLS)

C'mon and put it on me, bitch!
Hit me with the hum drum boogie
That thing, oh goody!
C'mon and put it on me, bitch!
Right now, right now
Boogie, that thing, my balls
C'mon and put it on me, bitch!
Hit me with the hum drum boogie
That thing, oh goody!
C'mon and put it on me, bitch!
Right now, right now
Boogie, that thing, oh goody!

Undo my belt, pull down my draws
Kiss my dick and hum my balls
Undo my belt, pull down my draws
Kiss my dick and hum my balls

She can blow me there (blow me there)
I swear (I swear)
Right through the air (right through the air)
And if I aint really there, my balls do not care (MY BALLS)

C'mon and put it on me, bitch!
Hit me with the hum drum boogie
That thing, oh goody!
C'mon and put it on me, bitch!
Right now, right now
Boogie, that thing, my balls
C'mon and put it on me, bitch!
Hit me with the hum drum boogie
That thing, oh goody!
C'mon and put it on me, bitch!
Right now, right now
Hum drum boogie, that thing, MY BALLS.

[Violent J]
What you need somethin' stole for you? something to hold for you? need someone that you
can blame shit on? someone you can quit on? you need a job done or somethin'?
trying to find some yay-yay-yo? you looking for some dirty work and I'm your way to go? you
need a gun or something, ooh you looking for a titty bar? you just trying to hang with
someone who's uglier than you are?
(shit) well I'm your motherf**ker i'm that motherf**king motherf**king scrubby times let
me be your scrubby brother...

[Violent J and Shaggy 2 Dope]
Cause i do this all the time (the weight of my life) [x3]

[Shaggy 2 Dope]
What you looking for now a window broke? a neck choked? I know you ain't already out, f**k all
that edge you smoked, you a clucker and I'm your f**king clucking brother, I know you
f**ked that hooker, you couldn't tell no other, I'm always f**king hookers, call me when
your feeling wicked, and we can chill out in the gutters get dirty and kick it, Cause I'm
your motherf**ker, I'm that motherf**king motherf**king scrubby times let me be your
scrubby brother

[Violent J and Shaggy 2 Dope]
Cause i do this all the time (every day of life)
weight of my life [x4]

[Violent J]

You need a f**king hitman who the shit with a quick plan? a shoulder to cry on, get high
or die on maybe? your trying to dissapear to the seedy side of the city for an hour, a night
of forever player, just hit me, you need somebody's ass kick, someone you after,
you want me to the risk of doing time so that you don't haveta? well thats me motherf**ker
I'm that motherf**ker its scrubby times let me be your scrubby brother

[Violent J and Shaggy 2 Dope]
Cause i do this all the time (the weight of my life)
weight of my life [X4]
When you try to hide a dead body
Clown love, hit me up, clown love, hit me up
if you try to smuggle china white
Clown love, hit me up, clown love, hit me up
If you try to buy a tank gun
Clown love, hit me up, clown love, hit me up
if your breaking someone out of prizon
Clown love, hit me up, clown love, hit me up!!!

I do this all the time
Weight of my life [X4]
do this all the time..
weight of my life (all the time)
weight of my life (all the time)
weight of my life.... I do this all the time.

I remember beatin down the block
Was the thing to do in my fisherman hat with the kangaroo

Everybody rap, though they hood was compton
And the wolves yelled (oww) with 6 x 9's rockin

I remember the doors, i remember live aid
And i remember every year jerry lewis god paid

I remember shit live back when nobody missed it
Like mike first doin the moonwalk and spinnin

I remember the hippies smokin grass and f**kin
Disco dancin floor light i'm cuttin

I remember beatlemania seepin the planet
All that screamin from hoes, i couldn't stand it

I remember bruce lee, PS3 to pong
Spandex, hair metal, rock love song

But everything's came and gone somehow
I only ask you, what the f**k is happenin now?

[chorus 2x]
Nothin, let me know
Sure feel like nothin, let me know what
Might be somethin there (what's good)
I'm feelin nothin, let me know what's good

I remember when the twist was the thing to do
Slap grease on your head and hoes hang with you

I remember punk rock when it wasn't for sale
And death metal scarin people straight to hell

So many different cliques and crews to belong to
All identified by the music they drawn to

Check the status of your apparatus and then go

Nowaday, it ain't that clear though

I remember when jazz was born in new orleans
Mom-and-pop record stores, i'd explore these

I remember when you handed in a newer 8-track
You got three old ones back, dope

I was at the first woodstock, backstage
I smoked a joint and dropped acid with jimmie page

I can't believe it's all over somehow
I only ask you, what the f**k is happenin now?

[chorus 2x]
Nothin, let me know
Sure feel like nothin, let me know what
Might be somethin there (what's good)
I'm feelin nothin, let me know what's good

I remember led zeppelin laid strairway to heaven
I delivered a pizza to they atudio session

I was there when beethoven went deaf and blind
He just kept playin like he ain't even mind it

I sold pills to elvis, he let me backstage
I stole his guitar, later sold it on ebay

I cannot believe it's all over somehow
I only ask you, what the f**k is happenin now?

[chorus 2x]
Nothin, let me know
Sure feel like nothin, let me know what
Might be somethin there (what's good)
I'm feelin nothin, let me know what's good

I only ask you, what the f**k is happenin now?

So there i am, right?
Standing in front of the store
And this motherf**ker wants to pull up
And has the gall to say to me..

Watch my ride, while i'm inside
This bitch is new, worth more than you
Don't stand too close, just stand on post
And watch my ride, while i'm inside (f**k you)

Watch my whip, don't even trip
It's cherry-dipped, so save that lip
Eyes on them spokes, i'm grabbing smokes (hahaha)
Watch my ride, while i'm inside

[chorus 2x]
And that's when we f**k him up
F**k him up, f**k him up, f**k him up

Well i took his life and i took his ride
And i took 'em both to the echoside
The cops ain't on to me yet in this big city
Down a back road pushing 150

Surfing on the roof of his sweet-ass car
Wicked clown alive with no driver
Ghost rider, jump off into the night
When the car wraps up around a street light

[chorus 2x]
And that's when we f**k him up
F**k him up, f**k him up, f**k him up

Watch my ride, while i'm inside
You see them wheels? electric eels
My shit is rare, you barely there (i'm everywhere)
So watch my ride, while i'm inside (blow these nuts)

You nobody, i throw money
You might get some, so don't be dumb
I'll hold the keys (f**k you) still rollin d's (f**k you)
Watch my ride (kiss my ass) while i'm inside (f**k you)

[chorus 2x]
And that's when we f**k him up
F**k him up, f**k him up, f**k him up

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 takin lives on the...
News at 6 o'clock and again at eleven!

Pedophiles and rapists snatching kids out they school
Bodies dismantled with a garden hoe and some power tools
People runnin round pissin aids in swimmin pool on the...
News at 6 o'clock and again at eleven!

Arsonists burnin people and they dogs up while they sleepin
Peepin toms peepin and poisonous gas leakin
Hurricanes blowin cities down every other weekend on the...
News at 6 o'clock and again at eleven!

Car crash explosion in (slow motion) freature, dead cops
And crooks and blood spatter for each of ya
I'm never f**kin leavin my sons with the preacher, watch the...
News at 6 o'clock and again at eleven!

[chorus]
You ain't think up this horrors show
What's next, what's comin, what's around the corner?
You want to see the real wicked shit, where the wicked at?
Channel 2, 4 and 7, they be kickin that
News!! real f**kin bloody tv, no video game, no cd, movie in 3D
News!! real f**kin bloody tv, no video game, no cd, movie in 3D

Gangs on every corner, shootin people drivin by
Prostituters found dead on every block with maggot eye
On top of that, the death toll in
Whokajava on the rise, on the...
News at 6 o'clock and again at eleven!

Anthrax on donuts, eight year olds pushing keys
Mad f**kin new disease and hostages on they knees
Plane crashes, corruption, and butt sex at thirteen, on the...
News at 6 o'clock and again at eleven!

Hatred, big-ass bombs, and chemical arms
Worker stuck underground and all they air is gone
17 deadly prisoners escape before dawn, on the...
News at 6 o'clock and again at eleven!

There's a madman raping pretty girls in his astrovan
Liquid store murder footage, close-ups in digicam
The wickedest show on earth presented by the man, it the...
News at 6 o'clock and again at eleven!

[chorus]
You ain't think up this horrors show
What's next, what's comin, what's around the corner?
You want to see the real wicked shit, where the wicked at?
Channel 2, 4 and 7, they be kickin that
News!! real f**kin bloody tv, no video game, no cd, movie in 3D
News!! real f**kin bloody tv, no video game, no cd, movie in 3D

Broken bodies mutilated, decapitated, and skeeted on
High speed car chases (hey, i recognize what street they on)
Dentists put you under, stick they fingers in your ass (oooh)
Depress suicidal nerds shootin up the class
Shit is way harder than them feeble cable movie channels
Cuz it's all real blood squirtin out they checkered fannels
You couldn't think of nothing wickeder than what's already real
And on the news if you like it scary then you can't lose

[chorus]
You ain't think up this horrors show
What's next, what's comin, what's around the corner?
You want to see the real wicked shit, where the wicked at?
Channel 2, 4 and 7, they be kickin that
News!! real f**kin bloody tv, no video game, no cd, movie in 3D
News!! real f**kin bloody tv, no video game, no cd, movie in 3D

News!! real f**kin bloody tv, no video game, no cd, movie in 3D
News!! real f**kin bloody tv, no video game, no cd, movie in 3D
News!!
News!!

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 the tower doors, safe this place ain't
Up to the top, i can see the whole planet it would seem
The sun is beatin on my head as i'm livin my horror dream
Up-chucked a couple times then i finally took aim
A man is chattin on his cell phone, i spattered his brain
A lovely couple started runnin, all the sudden she tripped
He kept right the f**k without her, like he never missed a step
I snapped one to his head, he fell dead to his knees
Then his wife was right there to retrieve the car keys
Not many notice at first, although some do start to scatter
Pluggin iron in they back, who they are it doesn't matter
There's a psychopathic, way up in the tower somewhere
And when they think they outta range [gunshot] poof they hair

[chorus]
And it was hot that day (someone's in the tower)
So f**kin hot (shooting from the tower)
And it was hot that day (someone's in the tower)
So f**kin hot...

I shot the lady in the ass and the kid on the grass
And the daddy on the swing through the lens in his glasses
First cop on the scene will be commended for his services
For now he holds his throat and scream "i didn't deserve this"
The tower too high, i'm bringin shot from above
Cuz my head's a battle royale of serpents, snails, and bugs
I'm quadarpolar, though my snipers scope i see the enemy
The world ain't never been my friend and never pretended to be
I fought in two wars, my country left me poor and sick
Leg missin, agent orange and an un-useable dick
So as i reload, my trigger finger's frozen cold
From squeezing so hard my reason is no control
Warped soul, look at that, pap-pap-krack
Three frat college boys flat, dead on they back
And they lady tryin to hide behind the dead fat guy

Just got one plucked in her eye

[chorus]
And it was hot that day (someone's in the tower)
So f**kin hot (shooting from the tower)
And it was hot that day (someone's in the tower)
So f**kin hot...

I'm finally at war again, only i ain't takin orders
200 yards below, i'm taggin targets, small as quarters
Marksman, sniper, military precision
Spotlight on the tower, tryna nullify my vision
My eyeballs keep rollin in the back of my head
Practicing for any minute when i'm actually dead
They put the tape up, these people think they outta my view
But still, i'm steady pluggin sleepin pills off into them too
I see in strobe light vision and i'm way beyond a panic
My only skill is murder and i'm stuck on automatic
Sweatin profusely, bleedin outta my ears
Their shots are missing by fragments, bullets shavin my hairs
And yet my aim is remarkable, i'm peggin these duck
One by one, jumpin out of those SWAT team trucks
I see the major activity, i'm caughing a chao
Mad... my life went out with a flash

[chorus]
And it was hot that day (someone's in the tower)
So f**kin hot (shooting from the tower)
And it was hot that day (someone's in the tower)
So f**kin hot...

And it was hot that day, so f**kin hot
It shouldn't get that hot, humid and hot
Beatin down on us, so f**kin hot
Too f**kin hot that day, just too f**kin hot
How can it get that hot, how can it be that hot?
Too hot, too hot, too hot, it was just too f**kin hot

I walked into the party with no invite
Which one of these hoes am i f**kin tonight?

This ain't my block and ain't my click
But i'm up in here and ain't scare of shit

Then i heard a cut.. (who the new dude?)
The dj tryna play me rude

I say "what they call you?"
(i'm dj clay the baddeset dj alive today peep...)

I had to back up and scoop my wig off the floor
It practically blew out the door

I brushed myself off and walked back up to 'em
That's pretty good shit ya doing but (what?)

I'm thinkin 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

Dj clay woke up and asked what happened
"you just witnessed this here scratchin"

Everybody gathered around the turntables
Hatchetman hangin off our cables, he said

(you and me one more time, right now)
I said, "sure thing but i'll tell you how

You drop the rhythm and i'll drop the beat
We'll let them feel the underground moving under the street come on!"

Bitch, i'm here to tell you i lied
When i seen that thick-ass it was over
Nothin else mattered, i ain't even care
I pulled the rubber off when i stuck it up in there too

Bitch, i lied to you, this ain't my home
Kicked in the back door and now we're alone
I stole the car that i picked you up in
Plus me and your girl have been fuckin

Bitch, i lied, everything i said to you
All steps to land in your bed with you
My watch is fake, this ain't my coat
And i sent you letters that my brother wrote for me

Bitch, i lied, everytime i left town
I really stayed right here at home
Dickin hoes down, every penny that you helped my mom
With went straight to the asian spa, bitch

[chorus]
Hey look, i lied and i'm happy for it
Look how you turned out to be
You're no prize, no prize
Hey look, i lied and i'm happy for it
Look how you turned out to be
You're no prize, girl, no prize

Bitch, i lied, i didn't buy you that
I stole you that, and then i stole it back
It ain't no mr. right without a mr. wrong
First, and you fucked up and met mr. worst

I fucked a hooker and left skeet on your backseat
And kept on and never missed a beat
And bitch, i lied, my name ain't lance
I lied my way in and outta your pants

I never played football for michigan state
I lied to your neden and it bit the bait
I never won a medal for winnin a back stroke race
But bitch, i lied to your face

I'm the motherfucker that stole your momma's purse
And watched you and your daddy blame it on her
I lied everyday of our lives to your ear holes
(you look really good when you wear those)

[chorus]
Hey look, i lied and i'm happy for it
Look how you turned out to be
You're no prize, no prize
Hey look, i lied and i'm happy for it
Look how you turned out to be
You're no prize, girl, no prize

Bitch, i lied, about so much shit
Half the shit, i forget
I tell you new lies to cover the old
I throw hot new shit on top of the cold

Flip the script up and talk you blind
Backwards, re-enactment, rewind
Tangle the topic, have you blamin you
For the fucked up shit i do

I told you i owned a mcdonald's in thailand
(and you bought that shit, damn)
I told you that al pacino was my man
(and you bought that shit, damn)
I told you a whole lotta shit cuz i can
(and you bought that shit, damn)
You're no brize, bitch, no prize

[chorus]
Hey look, i lied and i'm happy for it
Look how you turned out to be
You're no prize, no prize
Hey look, i lied and i'm happy for it
Look how you turned out to be
You're no prize, girl, no prize

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 bodies in the trunk of the whip
Hear the saw, saw, saw right below your jaw
You see your own head roll off the table and fall
See the puck, puck, puck flamin arrows in your truck
And one in your lung stuck, you f**ked outta luck

[chorus]
Play my song, gimme something i can lean on
Watcha tryin to hear, something about murder, i got that
Play my song, gimme something i can lean on
Watcha tryin to hear, something about murder, i got that
Bloody, bloody, bloody
Play my song, bloody, bloody, bloody
Whatcha tryin to hear, bloody, bloody, bloody

Here come the hack, hack, hack knives in your back
Blood down your spine, all in your ass crack
With a swing, swing, swing your throat's whistlin
The three incisions i made are fine as g-strings
It's the pat, pat, pat from behind with a bat
And splatter every crack till your whole head flat
Beat the jab, jab, jab i'll punch you in your flab
Drag you to the butcher shop and chop you into slabs

[chorus]

Play my song, gimme something i can lean on
Watcha tryin to hear, something about murder, i got that
Play my song, gimme something i can lean on
Watcha tryin to hear, something about murder, i got that
Bloody, bloody, bloody
Play my song, bloody, bloody, bloody
Whatcha tryin to hear, bloody, bloody, bloody

(murder... death... war...)

Everyone of us gotta have murder and death
To remind ourselves that we still have our breath
Whether it's tasteful of disgraceful
Shit, as long as everybody get's a face full
Someo f us root for the coppers, others root for the killin
But everybody needs they murderous thrillins
Trace it back to when mankind was swinging from a tree
Murder is what we talkin about, and always will be

[chorus]
Play my song, gimme something i can lean on
Watcha tryin to hear, something about murder, i got that
Play my song, gimme something i can lean on
Watcha tryin to hear, something about murder, i got that
Bloody, bloody, bloody
Play my song, bloody, bloody, bloody
Whatcha tryin to hear, bloody, bloody, bloody

Que necesitas marijuana? lucas? cuetes? banko?

Aqui tenemos de todo

Aqui en MEXICO! (Mexican cry)

Mexico city (city)
A place you can go
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 my probations
Ain't no fucking way I'm staying here with what I'm facing
Sold my car to a junk yard
And bought a one-way bus ride
Take me across the border I'll cool out and hide
After 80 wicked hours of stale they hit the last stop
Threw me out the bus left me standing there hasta
Turned and started walking tell me what is there to see
Everything was all in Spanish but the sign "Welcome to Mexico City"

Mexico city (city)
A place you can go
And live your life in the low (OK)
Mexico city (city)
A place where you can hide
And everything will be tight (alright)

Maybe I can fetch a job, find a wife and start a family
In M-E-X-I-C-O C-I-T-Y
Maybe I can learn Spanish cause nobody is understanding me
In M-E-X-I-C-O C-I-T-Y
Maybe I can get a place, settle down and try to blend in
In M-E-X-I-C-O C-I-T-Y
Maybe I can just relax, be myself and quit pretending
In M-E-X-I-C-O C-I-T-Y

You can say harbor bay or south Monterey
Even islands off the map within their dead sea passageways
Don't fucking matter man from Pakistan to chuck e. cheeses
From the Ramada in Granada I do far as the equater reaches
Virginia beaches, Saskatoon, Cancoon, the Blue Lagoon, from desert sanddunes metropolis is
To the boones
From pueblo north cakalaki back to Waikiki
They searching high and low for me
But I'm in Mexico City

Mexico city (city)
A place you can go
And live your life in the low (OK)
Mexico city (city)
A place where you can hide
And everything will be tight (alright)

(Violent J)
If I was a Serial Killer
they would find all my victim's heads
in funky ass gas station toilets
And if I was a Serial Killer
I would be strange and deranged
and I would never change
If I was a Serial Killer
I'd be known as the smoker
Cause I'd cut off and smoke all they hair
and if I was a Serial Killer
I would sleep on broken glass and thumbtacks
and I would smoke mad crack

(Shaggy 2 Dope)
First thing I would do is kill a couple hotties
They'd always get some mustard up decapitated bodies
Dumped on State police law just before dawn
To let em know my ritual had begun
I'd crack a 40 with the devil tell him dig me a hole
cause I'm coming when I die until them I'm in control
This is if I was a Serial Killer and though I aint
but if I was I'd do my walls all blood red with blood paint
This is if I was a Serial Killer and though I aint
But if I was I'd never stop cause I know I can't

(Violent J)
If I was a Serial Killer
I would drive a black van
And I would ride around on college campus
And if I was a Serial Killer
I would walk among us and gain trust
Until I needed that rush

(Shaggy 2 Dope)
I'd park outside these bitches homes and then drive away
Then come back with my lights off this time I'm here to stay
I'd wear human bones around my neck and have my ceremonies
Then go back upstairs and microwave some macaronis
You know what's all up in my trunk
So don't ask me to pop it
Once I get out to my cabin
Then I'll finally unlock it
This is if I was a Serial Killer and though I'm not
But if I was I'd snap a photo once they died on the spot
This is if I was a Serial Killer and though I'm not
But if I was I'd know that I can't so I would never stop

(Violent J)
And I don't know myself anymore
(and I don't know who I am anymore)

And I don't know who to be anymore
(and I don't know who I am anymore)
And I don't know what to think anymore
(and I don't know who I am anymore)
Except that I am strange and deranged
(and I don't know who I am anymore)
And I will never change

(chorus)
I wanna hold up this hatchet
Psychopathic Records shit we'll burn the whole planet down
I wanna run with this hatchet
We gotta always kick the wicked shit we'll always be the same
I wanna hold up this hatchet
F**k the world take me under bitch we trying to rule the tunnels,
The Tempest raining lightning balls of fire rain
ICP with Mike E Clark again
I wanna run with this hatchet
(Wicked Clowns, Blaze, Twiztid, Boondox and Lotus
Holding down the underground and you know this
I wanna run with this hatchet
You know this

Chop it on down
Chop it on down
I wanna run with this hatchet
I wanna run with this hatchet

(chorus again)
I wanna hold up this hatchet
Psychopathic Records shit we'll burn the whole planet down
I wanna run with this hatchet
We gotta always kick the wicked shit we'll always be the same
I wanna hold up this hatchet
F**k the world take me under bitch we trying to rule the tunnels,
The Tempest raining lightning balls of fire rain
ICP with Mike E Clark again
I wanna run with this hatchet
(Wicked Clowns, Blaze, Twiztid, Boondox and Lotus
Holding down the underground and you know this
I wanna run with this hatchet
You know this

(Violent J)
If I was a Serial Killer
I would bury all my special projects
underneath the garden in my grandmother's backyard
And if I was a Serial Killer
I would be strange and deranged
And I would rock my hatchet chain