Insane Clown Posse

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"The Juggla"

"The Juggla"


[Violent J]
Well, you know the juggla jumped in the mixer
Been down the road and I broke a few necks
And I'll break a few more, so what's up
Road by me on the corner, I'm a hold my nuts up
Its finna fuck you wit' dat
But if you a sewer skank let me hit dat
Cuz I'm Violent J, ain't even one to fake it
I wanna see some folded up skank bitches naked
I pass out when it gets dark
And woke up naked at the Clark Park
Gotta go, gotta get before I get the wrap
Gotta chopped off head chilling in my lap
Mr. Shrink, Mr. Shrink, I'm sick
Lunatick-tick-tock, it don't quit
It don't quit, it don't quit
Mr. Shrink, I'm sick, a lunaticky-tick
The doctor told me I'm a psycho
So I ate his face like I don't know
Knife to the neck and got some more
The night of the axe, the night of the forty fuck
Bitch, I'm a man you can talk ta
But after you leave I'm a stalk ya
If you're a little kid I'm a take ya
And if you're neck I'm a break ya
If you're an old lady I'm a mug ya
Cuz bitch, you can't fuck with the juggla
"Yes, ladies and gentlemen, he is...the juggla
He'll cut your windpipe, eat your face
And slit your motherfucking heart out
You can see this freak show at the world famous Carnival of Carnage
Keep juggling, motherfucker!"
[Violent J]
Cuz ya know the juggla will throw ya up fast
And if I drop you that's your ass
I shake and twist, try to keep calm
I might go to hell cuz I'm down with Esham
Gotta rhyme for your Uncle Willy
Then I hit him in the head with a Billy
Willy, Willy, watch your mouth
And fuck the south
Running with a gang of twenty street hoods, yo
What's up bitch, ah, what's up ho?
Sometimes you act like you ain't down
With a psychotic wicked clown
Fucking my friends ain't healthy
Cuz I grab you by the face and fuck you up
And it's like that bitch that's the way it is
I'm allowed to fuck, ho, I'm in show biz
Sets in the hood want me for dead
So I paint my 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 fuckin' neck loose
And then I might mug ya
Cuz they're will be no fucking with the juggla
"Juggling eyeballs, juggling heads
What you've heard about, what you've read
The juggling wicked clowns will come to your
Birthday party, wedding, and barmitzva
And cut your back off for a small fee
The juggla ain't taking no shorts from nobody"
"Tweedle-dee and tweedle-doh
Let the fucking bass go"
[Violent J]
And the juggla make it last
Down with 2 Dope and try n' get trashed
My fellow fucking fellas
Southwest gangster killas
Violent J, the psychopathic
Some might say I'm schitsofrantic
Others think I'm quite the psychic
But somehow the bitches like it
What's up bitch, let me get the shot
Right here and now, butt-naked on the spot
Why am I like this, like that
Why are you like that, like this
The ghetto took my brain and motherfuck I want it back
I'm that nerd in the back of the class
That went psycho and killed your ass
I slash and cut and hack
With a "Kick Me" sign on my back
In my corner is scyne therapy
They take care of me, but don't stare at me
Cuz like I said I'll mug ya
Now run on home and don't fuck with the juggla
"Finally happened, the wicked clown have come to your town
And he's got your daughter by the hand
Showing her a new land
The southwest ghetto zone, where all the jugglas roam
Come one, come all and have the juggla cut your face off
Skip to the lou"
Juggla juggla fuck with the juggla
You can't fuck with the juggla
Tweedle-dee and tweedle-doh
Let the fucking bass go
 
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"The Killing Fields"

"The Killing Fields"


[Violent J]
Laying in my bed, I think of many horror tales
Yet I barely move, my bed is made of nails
I try to roll, my skin slowly tears away
My flesh is stuck to my bed as I begin my day
Walking out the house, this morning, the sky is red
The streets are crowded with the bodies of the living dead
They're trying to die, they're leaping off of roof tops
Uh, they only scream in pain as their body flops
I'd rather stay inside my home and only pray to die
But my house is been on fire since like '85
I can only stand a night of the fatal smoke
But see you never die, you only burn and choke
So I leave out the house and walk the land
Wild pigs run and feed off the dying man
And look around you, there's bodies hanging from the trees
But they're not dying, they're only crying "please"
I hear the thunder in the sky, so I run in hide
The deadly rain may soon come down, you got to get inside
The lunatics see the lightning, they're screaming, yes
It's raining blood, the streets are a bloody mess
About once or twice a week though it thunder storms
That's when giant heavy red and black clouds form
It's raining blood, livers, and kidneys from the sky
Prepare cuz when you die, you're coming to the killing fields

"What shall that be? What shall that be? When that fine moment
comes. When the curtains are drawn, the windows are shut, the
doors close, and you've written what you've written, you said
it, that's it. What will you look to be? What about it, mister,
when you've had your last beer. You laughed at family and
laughed at your little wife. She begged you not to go out to
that bar."

[Violent J]
As I feed off a dead pig, I'm thinking back
To when I had a heart beat, and how I would act
I would steal from the poor, I'd laugh at the sick
But in the killing fields, you get your fucking neck ripped
So as I walk along, I meet a lot of strange folks
Some people with no eyes, and gashed open throats
And if they notice your eyeballs are working well
They try to dig em out your skull, and go for self
Now in the summertime, it's like a whole 'nother realm
Water victims, fire, and oceans overwhelm
To walk outside, the heat will surely cook your brains
Try to run across the street your hair will burst in flames
Victims in a panic run from the heated light
Underneath the city, into the sewer pipes
Into the fire storm this becomes your new land
But there's no food, so you feed off the other men
And now it's been seven months, I'm barely fed
I chase a Billy Billy goat with a human's head
He's steady screaming "Let me be! Let me be!"
But while I chase him there's another demon chasing me
All of time moves backwards, I'm growing old
And the clouds are burning fire, and so I'm told
That there's a lot of living souls such as the rich
That choose to live like a bitch, I'll see you in the Killing Fields

"You've had your big time of lust and sin and filth. What is
the end going to be when you realize that time is up? You've
crossed the finish line going in the wrong direction. What
shall it be? What about it, ya man? When you spent your life
in a few years time? You're burned out shell at 25 years of
age. What shall it be? What about it?

You could go to hell (what shall it be?)

Come, come on down, down (you're going to the killing fields)
 
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"The Loons"

"The Loons"


[Violent J]
Little Miss Muffet, oh, she never had a clue
Of the psychopathic wicked clown is finna do
Creeping through the backyards underneath the moon
Only three blocks away, the joker looney toon

[Violent J]
Listen to the loon, listen to the pain
Listen to the one they call the Violent J Insane
Watch me as I duck and I dash through the night
I can see the shadows of the moon in my butcher knife

[Violent J]
Pretty little world has created this monster
See me living with a dead body in a dumpster
Laughing in your castle but I can't crush your moat
But then I take a boat and cut your fucking throat

[Violent J]
So now I'm getting closer so I crawl under a house
I'm waiting for the car to pass and then I crawl back out
Another block down just a little ways to go.... "Hello?"

[Chorus (1x)]
I'm the neck cutter and I'm three blocks away [3x]
Violent Violent, Violent J
I'm the neck cutter and I'm three blocks away [3x]
J, J, Violent J

[Violent J]
I can hear the crickets and the creatures of the night
You can hear me drag my foot and scrape my butcher knife
I can hear the owl as it trims a wicked tune
You can hear the loons, the loons, the loons

[Violent J]
Listen to the little pitter-patter of my feet
As I howl like a dog and I'm running down the street
Hiding in the trees, hiding in the bushes
You're sitting on your couch and I'm underneath your cushions

[Violent J]
Stab you in the back of the head, why not?
Your little governor is taking everything I got
I can't feed a family, I can't feed a dog
So I cut your fucking head off, hey

[Violent J]
Wickey, wickey jokers and you know we show and prove
Jumping over roof tops, juggaluga move
Tell me have you ever seen a ghetto freak show
"Hello?"

[Chorus (1x)]
I'm the neck cutter and I'm two blocks away [3x]
Violent Violent, Violent J
I'm the neck cutter and I'm two blocks away [3x]
J, J, Violent J

I gotta kill her
I have to kill her
I'm gonna kill her
I'm gonna kill her
I'm gonna...

[Violent J]
You can think I'm joking on my joker while you laugh
I'm coming to your house I'm finna cut your neck in half
Everywhere I go the grim reaper stays on me
Cuz the fucker knows I'm always leaving dead bodies

[Violent J]
I can see him standing at the end of the block
Cuz somebody's clock is running out of tock
Slip in the cracks of the walls of the eave
All that's justified as every punishment received

[Violent J]
Everything you've ever done to me is out of hate
I'm begging on my knees and you slam your golden gate
So I pick myself up and I snuck around the back
And took your money stack then stabbed your fucking neck

[Violent J]
Slowly only go as the night air is calm
I might stop and chill and drink a 40 on the lawn
Right before I take the final step to your front door
"Hello"

[Chorus (1x)]
I'm the neck cutter and I'm one block away [3x]
Violent Violent, Violent J
I'm the neck cutter and I'm one block away [3x]
J, J, Violent J

I'm going up there (I'm the neck cutter)
 
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"The Madness"

"The Madness"


[Laughter]
Where can I go they don't want me no mo'
Where can I go they don't want me no mo'
What if I plugged a screwdriver up into they guts
Would they mouths be laughin' at me or would they keep 'em shut
I'm running out of options and my patience now is thin
I'm goin' round and round I don't know how to get out or how to get in
Where can I go they don't want me no mo'
Where can I go they don't want me no mo'
What if I bought a gun and shot a slug in they back
Would shit change for the better how would they all react
I'm running out of options and my patience now is thin
I'm racin' round and round can't find the door some fuckin' body let me in
I I I I'm in the madness (lost soul, deep) I'm deep within the madness
I I I I'm in the madness (lost soul, deep) I'm deep within the madness
Where do I stand when I'm all on my own
Where do I stand when I'm all on my own
What if I drive a drive a butcher's knife through the top of your head
Would you invite me to your parties make me your friend
I'm running out of options and my patience now is thin
I'm swingin' round and round I'm up and down and I'm back and fuckin' forth again
Where do I stand when I'm all on my own
Where do I stand when I'm all on my own
What if I swung a bat and cracked your head of your neck
Would you then let me in and show me love and respect
I'm running out of options and my patience now is thin
I'm walkin' round and round in a parkin' lot with a knife and a note and a loaded mach ten
I I I I'm in the madness (lost soul, deep) I'm deep within the madness
I I I I'm in the madness (lost soul, deep) I'm deep within the madness
I I I
I I I
I'm running out of options and my patience now is thin
I'm flippin' round and round and I'm up and down and I'm deep within the madness
Where do I stand when I'm all on my own (I'm deep within the madness)
Where do I stand when I'm all on my own (and back and fuckin' forth again)
I I I I'm in the madness (lost soul, deep) I'm deep within the madness [x4]
 
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"The Midway"

"The Midway"


Ladies and gentlemen bring your dollar
Bills ones fives tens and twenties and more
Bring them this way to the dark carnival's midway games
Win a giant stuffed animal
The prize is yours and they money is ours
At the fun and challenging midway games
Hey there fellow win a prize for your girlfriend's heart
Pop a balloon with a dart it's impossible to miss (I popped out three)
We got a big winner give him an N Sync sticker
Huh what about them big stuffed animal toys
You gotta pop a thousand for one of them boys
Then he spent till he won and he saw that it was
Made in guatamalamala
It won't last until tomorrow
Step over here son win a fat prize
Look how easy it it wipe your eyes all you gotta do
Is toss a ring on a bottle top
So you try it again and you won't stop
It look so fucking easy at first
That's why you mom keeps digging in her purse
She spent her last seventy five bucks
But you not hit because you tried so hard to
Get a goldfish

[Chorus:]
Big winner on the midway track
Shitty prizes yes but you'll be back
Big winner on the midway track
Shitty prizes yes but you'll be back

Hit up one of our many on site atms
And come play a few of our stale and
Cheap low budget high profitable midway games
Excuse me sir do you like to shoot hoop
It's a simple concept throw the ball through the loop
And look at these prizes it's worth a try
And plus you look like an athletic guy
Fair enough give me three shots good luck
One brick two brick three brick he sucks
Meanwhile the ball's getting bigger then the hoop
And we're getting paid cause people are stupid
Shoot three rubber duckies off the track
And you can win anything in the back
Woah check it out dude they got a Drake poster
I know and i want it let's go for it
Little did they know only two ducks fall back
The rest of them are welded to the track
Good shooting you did nearly came close sir
One more and you would have had that sweet poster

[Chorus]

While you are enjoying our midway games
Don't worry about our pill popping junkie
Ass meth head carnies
Cheating you out of your hard earned money
This game is the easiest give it a try
You know you want to don't just walk by
All you gotta do is knock three cups over
With a bean bag easy as a three leaf clover
So you try it again and again you keep playing
Cause you have no idea what the cups are weighing
Ain't no fucking way a bean bag is going to tip these down
Welcome to the carnival clown
Hey dad win a prize for your son this game has prizes for everyone
Come try the high bell swing the big mallet
Come try the dunk tank see if you can nail it
You can't leave with nothing try it again
Where did you win that prize run back and tell a friend
Ball darts bee bees and water games
We got many many ways to ensure that you're all all lame

[Chorus]
 
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"The Mighty Death Pop"

"The Mighty Death Pop"


Party
It's what you choose.
Wild and wicked, you abuse
Well fuck it
No need to heed
The hell with caution increase the speed
Push it
Impress the west
Run up and tell you ain't bought the dress
You crazy
Don't care about nuttin
We'll see when that coffee's shuttin
[Chorus:]
We're the mighty death pop.
Everything stop
You either rise or drop
(Livin on the wild side,
Just hope it's a long ride)
We're the mighty death pop.
Everything stop
You either rise or drop
(You keep prayin he will come
When it all shuts off, you done)
Rock on
Drop that confetti
The death pop's when you ain't ready
Hey, thanks, I hope you don't get sacked
He comes, we'll perform (the death pop)
Let your balls hang out if you wanna
But don't cry when they get kicked (get kicked)
The black out's sudden end to your party
The mighty death pop happens quick
Every day throw it up, celebrate life
Cause that shit could pop tonight
Make noise
If he hears about you
Suddenly we're without you
When it goes pop
And then it goes pop
And then it goes...
You crazy ass fool
You mean to stop
So what, you on top
(THE MIGHTY DEATH POP)
Yeah, and he goes by request
Live life a train wreck
If you want the trouble
He'll pop your bubble
And then drop you
On the double
Believe it your buzzer
It's gettin pushed
He loves the risky rock n roll
Who gives a fuck
When it goes pop
And then it goes pop
When it goes pop
And then it goes
 
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"The Missing Link"

"The Missing Link"


The link between you and your salvation
Is it lost or is it found?
Do you live your life with faith or do live it without faith?
This is the question brought forth be him
The 3rd Jokers Card of the mighty second deck
His name? His name is a reflection of the answer itself
He is simply known as:
The Marvelous Missing Link...
What comes around, goes around
The Marvelous Missing Link has been found
Your life's full circle is now completed
Whatever you dished out there you eat it
Now! Let's hope you like it
The way that you treated your mom, was it worth it?
Now that you overdosed on dope and died
The link is tied
You reap everything you sow, let it sink in
Now that your choked up dead and stinking
It's time for judgement, the missing link is now tied in
Off to hell you go ridin
Or shangri-la for the lucky few
Who lived life tried and true
The link and the chain is all for you to gain
All that you got coming to ya BANG!
Death is your thing
The Marvelous Missing Link
[x4]
What's the matter, ya scared to die?
Well I wonder why?
Is it because you knew when your life was ending
You'd feel your soul descending?
Are you afraid to be treated how you treated others?
Ain't no hiding under the covers
Ain't no taking it back, it's too late for that
The link's tied, face it Jack
We got some nonbelievers out here
Well, we'll see when you face the mirror
and everything becomes so crystal clear
and all that laughter's replaced with fear
The marvelous missing link is your death
And when your life's ending its all that's left
Once you find your link, what's it gonna be?
I can't wait to see
Death is your thing
The Marvelous Missing Link
[x4]
Boom ba doom ba lickity doe
The link is the real show
Where to run to, where to go?
Crows fly as the wind blow
Un da um ta wickedy yan
The Link found in the sand
A final judgement for mortal man
Crows fly, across the land
Ta ga jun ba higgity zee
The link sets the circle free
Up or down what's it gonna be
The crows rest in the trees
Suk ka zu la ziggity ven
The link is not pretend
It's not to late to mend
The crows fly off again
Death is your thing
The Marvelous Missing Link
[x4]
 
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"The Neden Game"

"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"
[Violent J]
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 look 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 meet 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?"
[Shaggy 2 Dope]
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 playing
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 sensitivity, 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!"
[Violent J]
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!
[Shaggy 2 Dope]
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
[Violent J]
Yeah, freak with your nuts, yo, that'll get her
[Shaggy 2 Dope]
Tell her that's she fat, yeah, that'll work even better
[Violent J]
Look, fuck you, I got a strong rap
Shit, you don't want contestant number two
He's mad-whack
[Violent J]
I walk into a bar and there he was
Standing up by a bucket, eww, trying to fuck it
It was a big fucking smelly, ass farm llama
[Shaggy 2 Dope]
Damn dawg! how you gonna diss your momma?!
 
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"The Night Of The 44"

"The Night Of The 44"


I ran into a gas station, and blew somebody head off they neck
I thought it was a dream but then I look and see that I'm a bloody wreck

I can't run to my mama's house I know that she would never understand (she would never understand)
I might as well be a man, and finish what the fuck I began

I walked out and started walking away like I ain't seen a fuckin' thing (ain't seen a fuckin' thing)
I went across the street and walked up to the drive-through window at a Burger King (at a Burger King)

I knocked on the glass and the kid leaned out to tell me they were closed (close this)
I blew a hole in his face and his boy was like "Damn you got hosed Tommy, you got hosed"

I feel ready to die but it's taking so long
THE WORLD'S SO WICKED, THE WORLD'S SO WRONG
I just keep moving on, keep tryna stay strong
THE WORLD'S SO WICKED, THE WORLD'S SO WRONG

Shoot they bitch asses!
Thinkin' they ain't about to get shot,
Man fuck that!

I started hoppin' threw back yards and ran into a 7-11 (ran into a 7-11)
Jumped up on the counter aimed and blew a fuckin hole in his melon (blew a hole in his melon)

I dragged his body in the back and did the same to everybody again
Until the walls and the windows got so bloody wasn't nobody comin' in (nobody comin' in)

Police started surrounding the building and I ain't got no hostages,
But I fronted like I did holding up some dead kid
I said "I'm comin' out" they said "don't bother", and started shootin!
The corpse I'm holdin' up ain't got no head and they ain't stupid

I ran into the back and started drinkin' Drano bottles
Gettin' high as fuck I'm going out in a hall of bullets full throttle
I loaded my shit again but I never had a chance to shoot
Somebody blew my head off all I heard was Whhoooop!

I feel ready to die but it's taking so long
THE WORLD'S SO WICKED, THE WORLD'S SO WRONG
I just keep moving on, keep tryna stay strong
THE WORLD'S SO WICKED, THE WORLD'S SO WRONG
 
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"The Party"

"The Party"


I walked into the party with no invite
Which one of these hoes am i fuckin 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!"
 
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