Insane Clown Posse

[fox69]

"Catch And Kill"
(feat. Young Wicked & Big Hoodoo)

"Catch And Kill"
(feat. Young Wicked & Big Hoodoo)



[Shaggy 2 Dope:]
You know, bitch?
You've been running like a bitch for so long
You starting to morph into an actual bitch!
You looking extra goood to my axe! (CHING)
And he really wants to get wit ya
And straight split ya punk ass into chunks, punk chunks!
And my pitbulls love punk chunks!
Run, ho!
Psychpathic!
Catch And Kill!
Run, ho!
[Violent J:]
I hang a left real slowly, you could pass me walkin'
It's 3:07 a.m. and my ass be stalkin'
My task, to find him; my headlights are blindin'
I'm sipping on Red Pop, my gears are grindin'
He overheard a conversation now he's takin' the stand
But he's mistaken, uh uh, must be Satan shakin' his hand
Cuz I'ma throw this big axe and pin him dead to the door
Leave him hanging in his boots, three inches from the floor
[Young Wicked:]
Run away bitch, don't say shit
I'm over here digging your grave in my basement
In my cellar under the drill is where I place them
After I catch 'em and then I kill 'em cuz I'm dangerous
See I'm a villain on the run
My body count deeper than it ever was before
And I'm running down the road and you know I'm finna' explode
Cause I'm a killer with a blood thirst I could never let go!
Run away ho, don't stay bro
Or I'ma put this double-axe to your face yo
5-0 ain't nothing I'm gonna break for
I can make the police run away if I say so
I represent a scenario for the sake of
Really understanding what a killer's made of
Nothing but vengeance, nothing but hatred
You can run away but ain't no escapin', Young Wicked!
[Hook:]
Run, ho! No place to hide in!
Right on your trail, catch and kill!
Run, ho! Like a hyenia, leopard or lion
Right on your trail, catch and kill!
Run, ho! You become so tired, woah!
Right on your trail, catch and kill!
Run, ho! Your time's expired!
Right on your trail, catch and kill!
[Big Hoodoo:]
Big Hoodoo, homie I ain't fucking wit ya
Recite some wicked scriptures, make the demons come to get ya
Don't try and break away cuz when I catch ya, then ya done
I let the hollows do the chasing, I ain't tryna run!
My niggas Ratchet and I'm ill like I got Ebola
Swinging my hatchet like a real psychopathic soldier
Bitch niggas everywhere so you know we always workin'
Killas for hire when we catch you then it's close curtains
[Shaggy 2 Dope:]
I'm searching through the east side, I search through the west
And I give a shit less if any eggs in your nest
I don't feel sorry, you brought this on yourself run for that wealth
And now your head's going on my shelf because I'm stealth
As I'm hunting you down, you should just tryda relax
Because I'm all over your tracks, get ready for the stabs and hacks
And simply place you in a body bag then zip up the zipper
And bury you at midnight underneath the big dipper
[Hook:]
Run, ho! No place to hide in!
Right on your trail, catch and kill!
Run, ho! Like a hyenia, leopard or lion
Right on your trail, catch and kill!
Run, ho! You become so tired, woah!
Right on your trail, catch and kill!
Run, ho! Your time, time, time is up!
Right on your trail, catch and kill!
Run, ho! No, no, nowhere to run! Woah
Right on your trail, catch and kill!
Run, ho! Never, never, never, never gonna escape!
Right on your trail, catch and kill!
[Violent J:]
I'm like a bounty hunter hunting my bounty in hot pursuit, he's worth
More alive then dead but still I find I've got to shoot because
He's pissing me off, this fucker's ducking every corner
In another mile or so, this lucky fuck will cross the border
I can't have it in my Grand National stab it to the metal
If I have to I'll bring back his head, I have a debt to settle
He finally turned and got burned that fucking alley dead ends
I popped the trunk and got the chopper out and shot like Armageddon
Run, ho! Woooohhhh!

 

[fox69]

"Cemetery Girl"

"Cemetery Girl"


"Tonight, tonight, we gather the dead. (tonight, tonight)
Tonight, tonight, off with your head."
"You'll never guess what's up [3x]
my muckin' head blew up"
[Violent J]
She was lovely, long hair, short, nice figure though
So at the funeral, it made me cry, watch her die
I cannot lie, I couldn't sleep without a wink
I only think about my lady, I miss my baby
I need her by my side, to hold me, to squeeze me
I still have pictures, but all they do is tease me
I see my therapist, he only tells me I'm in trouble
I want my baby back, so now I pack a shovel
And while I'm digging, it's awfully dark and kinda funny
Don't dig too fast or too deep, things could get bloody
I watch my baby, I hit the top of baby's coffin
I thinking, she's better off inside if she died
Yeah, she needs me, I can tell my baby wants me
Cuz every night at 2:15, my baby haunts me
I prey it open, the odor hits me, there she is
I lean down to give her a kiss because I need a...
[Chorus (1x)]
Girl that make me happy, a girl that make me cry
A girl that passed away back in 1985
A girl I plan to marry, a girl I plan to wed
A girl that I can choke because my baby is already dead
[2x]
Cemetery lady, my cemetery girl
Cemetery baby, I want you in my world
Cemetery woman, we can still be down
You're more than just a corpse, to a psychopathic clown
"Fuck yeah, motherfucker
I don't want no stuck up
Little sassy rassy bitch
Ya know what I'm saying
I want me a cold stanky bitch
So bring it on, dead momma"
[Violent J]
She's as lovely as always, my baby hasn't changed
Except for the hole that's in her forehead, you can see her brains
Nevertheless, our love is still forever true
Her eyes have withered, her skin has now a tint of blue
My baby's dusty and dirty, and wrinkled clothes
And now I notice, the maggots chewed off all her toes
The earth has been rather cruel to my darling sugar
Is that a bug upon her face? oh, it's just a booger
I lean her head back to kiss her cracking lips
And then her neck crack, also does her hips
I must be gentle, my baby girl's a little rusty
A little dusty, but most of all, a little musty
I notice that, when we lay together on the lawn
We lay till dawn, I notice her left eye is gone
We said goodbye and everything turned out alright
I'll see you again tomorrow night, because I need a...
[Chorus (1x)]
Check it out, bitch!
You aren't getting stank, skank
Get your asses shoveling
Then you'll want a lil somthin somthin
Them cramey graveyard bitches
They DOWN WITH THE CLOWN!!!
[Chorus (1x)]

 

[fox69]

"Cherry Pie (I Need A Freak)"

"Cherry Pie (I Need A Freak)"


I need a bitch, a special bitch
I need a bitch who pussy poppin' booty switch
I need a bitch, felatio
On the freeway with my pedal to the flo'
I need a bitch, like cheery pie
I need a bitch like Bushwick Bill need a eye
I need a bitch, an alcoholic
I need a bitch pukin', bent over my toilet
The bitchy bitch, bitchin' about nothin'
I need a bitch to jizm in her bellybutton
I need a bitch, a prostitute
She fucks my homies and we could split the loot
[Chorus]
I need my cheery pie
Baby I want you, baby I want my cherry pie
Baby I want you, baby I need my cherry pie
Baby I want you, baby gimme my cherry pie
Baby I want you, baby my cherry cherry pie
[Shaggy 2 Dope]
I need a bitch, fresh out the pen
I need a bitch like Harland Williams need a chin no oh
I need a bitch, a mental case
Catch me cheatin' and shoots us both in the face (bang,bang)
I need a hoe, to use me for my money (ching ching)
I need a bitch like Chris Candido needed Sunny
I need a freak need a freak, like cherry pie like cherry pie
Like whipped cream and lemon che-che-cherry pie che-che-cherry pie
I need a woman , to let me hit it
In the bushes raw at the herpe clinic Wah
I need a bitch, who like to fight
And get her nose ring ripped out like every night (OW! bitch!)
[Chorus]
[Violent J]
I need a bitch in a cheap hotel
So I don't know which one to blame for the smell
I need a bitch, that doesn't care she don't care
She like's to finger fuck her booty in the mirror
My cherry pie, cherry pie
My cherry pie my cherry pie
with lemon jell-o cherry pie
I need a bitch hurricanranna
A bitch who suck on dick like eminem mama
I need a bitch, I need a slut
I need a bitch who like bananas in her butt
I need a bitch now more than ever
I need a bitch who gots a head that I can sever
I need my cherry pie

 

[fox69]

"Chicken Huntin'"

"Chicken Huntin'"


[Violent J]
Well, I'm heading down a southern trail; I'm going chicken huntin'
Chopping redneck chicken necks I ain't saying nothing
To the hillbilly stuck my barrel in his eye
Boomshacka boomshacka hair jumps in the sky
Why I never liked chicken pot pie?
Or the chopped chicken on rye?
So tell Mr. Billy Bob I'm a cut his neck up
Slice, poke, chop chop, stab, cut
What can you do with the drunken hillbilly
Cut his fucking eyes out and feed em to his Aunt Milly
Willy Willy chicken neck, chicken hunting gotta love it
Hit him with the twelve gauge bucket, chicken nuggets
Laid out all over the grass
Then his little hound dog will eat em up fast
Last as long as you can my man
Cause when that chicken head hits the fan, you got
Blood guts fingers and toes [3x]
Sitting front row at the chicken show so...

[Chorus (1x)]
Who's going chicken hunting
We's goin' chicken huntin' [3x]
Cut a motherfucking chicken up, right!

[Shaggy 2 Dope]
Let me get a chicken sandwich with manwich
I'm finna wreck on a chicken neck
Chopping up Hilly and Billy Bob Billy
Cause I chop motherfucking redneck silly
Peeked in his yard and what did I see
I seen a chicken boy fucking a sheep
I say "Mister Mister, what the fuck you trying to do"
??"Ah, Billy Billy Billy Boo"??
Barrels in your mouth, bullets to your head
The back of your neck's all over the shed
Boomshacka boom chop chop bang
I'm 2 Dope and it ain't no thang
To cut a chicken, trigger's clicking
Blow off his head but his feet still kicking
Last as long as you can my man
Cause when that chicken head hits the fan you got
Blood guts fingers and toes [3x]
Sitting front row at the chicken show so...

[Chorus (1x)]

[Violent J]
Went to Kentucky, I got lucky
Met this hog calling bitch named Bucky
Riding on a chicken, milking a sow
Hitting switches in a drop top low ride tractor plow

[Shaggy 2 Dope]
Redneck fella, moonshine seller
Hang him by his neckbones, chicken bones
Locked in the cellar, yellow belly chicken plucker
You redneck fucker!

[Chorus (1x)]

 

[fox69]

"Chop Chop Slide"

"Chop Chop Slide"


Uh oh
And here we go
Yeah
That's Mike E. Clark
And we're the Insane Clown Posse
And this here is the Chop Chop Slide
If you heard somethin similar to this
Fuck that cause we the shit
Juggalos what's our signal? WHOOP WHOOP!
That's right
Now what we gonna do is clap four times quickly
And bust a signal
(clapclapclapclap) WHOOP WHOOP!
(clapclapclapclap) WHOOP WHOOP!
Yeah
Not bad, not bad
But let's do it again
Some of y'all were a lil slower on that clappin
Let's try it again
Here we go now
(clapclapclapclap) WHOOP WHOOP!
(clapclapclapclap) WHOOP WHOOP!
Not bad, not bad
But some of y'all just need'a loosen up
Just loosen up
I know everybody has their own little dance
They like to do their own personal get jiggy move
We're gonna bus' it right now
Get loose y'all
Get, get, get, get loose
Get, get, get, get loose
Get, get, get, get loose
Gon' and break it down
Lookin good Juggalos
But some of y'all still got rigor mortis
We need'a loosen on up
We're gonna get jiggy in your own kind'a way
C'mon
Get, get, get, get loose
Get, get, get, get loose
Get, get, get, get loose
Gon' and break it down
Aw yeah
But ya'know it wouldn't be a Juggalo party
If somebody didn't get shot [gun shot]
Now right about now I want you to picture you have two nine millimeters
One in each hand
And here's what you're gonna do, Juggalos
You're gonna take those guns right
Put 'em in the air and bus', bus', bus', bus'
Put 'em in the air and bus', bus', bus', bus'
Hahaha oh yeah
Now right about now, your neck is red
That's right
We all got a red neck
And we're sippin that moonshine right about now
Everybody's a red neck and we're all Dosey Doe-in
Spinnin around
Here we go
Round and round and round we go
And round and around we go
(Round and round)
Round and round and round we go
And round and around we go
(Round and round)
Now shoot that red neck
Bus', bus', bus', bus'
Okay
Now clap for times and bust a signal
(clapclapclapclap) WHOOP WHOOP!
(clapclapclapclap) WHOOP WHOOP!
Again
(clapclapclapclap) WHOOP WHOOP!
(clapclapclapclap) WHOOP WHOOP!
Aiight'chall, B-Boy stance
Cross your arms, fold your arms
Cause we the shit
We the shit
We the shit
What are we?
We the shit!
We the shit!
We the shit!
Cross your arms
We the shit
We the shit
We the shit
What are we?
We the shit!
We the shit!
We the shit!
That's right
We the shit
But we ain't too cool to get loose
Hell naw
Juggalos, do ya thang
Get, get, get, get loose
Get, get, get, get loose
Get, get, get, get loose
Gon' and break it down
Now pull your hatchets out, Juggalos
Pull your hatchets and put 'em in the air
Cause it's time for somebody to die in this bitch
C'mon
Chop, chop, chop, chop
Swing, swing, swing, swing
Chop, chop, chop, chop
Swing, swing, swing, swing
And then shoot that bitch
Bus', bus', bus', bus'
Uh oh, send in the red necks
All of 'em
Spinnin round and round
Round and round and round we go
And round and around we go
(Round and round)
Round and round and round we go
And round and around we go
NOW MURRRDERRR!
Alright, pull your hatchets out
Chop, chop, chop, chop
Swing, swing, swing, swing
(NOW MURRRDERRR!)
Chop, chop, chop, chop
Swing, swing, swing, swing
Uh oh, here come the po-po
Too much murder
And when they get here
They gon' find out that we the shit
C'mon cause we the shit
We the shit
We the shit
What are we?
We the shit!
We the shit!
We the shit!
Cross your arms
We the shit
We the shit
We the shit
What are we?
We the shit!
We the shit!
We the shit!
Yeah
And you know Juggalos ain't ever afraid to cuss
Open the windows and let it out
C'mon, here we go
Fuck, shit, pussy, ass, motherfuckin, damn, bitch
Bitch, damn, motherfuckin, ass, pussy, shit, fuck
Yeah
But the only thing was
Some of y'all sounded a lil scared to cuss
So let's do it again - twice as loud
And be proud
Fuck, shit, pussy, ass, motherfuckin, damn, bitch
Bitch, damn, motherfuckin, ass, pussy, shit, fuck
Alright, fam
That's what we are
Family up in here tonight
Everybody look to the person next to you
In front of you, behind you
Give 'em a dap
Wud up?
Sup?
Wud up?
Hey
Wud up?
Sup?
Wud up?
Hey
Wud up?
Sup?
Wud up?
Hey
Wud up?
Sup?
Now bus' your shit
Get, get, get, get loose
Get, get, get, get loose
(Oh yeah)
Get, get, get, get loose
UP!
You missed somebody
Wud up?
Sup?
Wud up?
Hey
Wud up?
Sup?
Wud up?
Hey
Wud up?
Sup?
Wud up?
Hey
Wud up?
Sup?
Someone got a way
Chop, chop, chop, chop
Swing, swing, swing, swing
Chop, chop, chop, chop
Swing, swing, swing, swing
Pull out your guns
Alright
Juggalos
Lemme hear that filthy mouth
Fuck, shit, pussy, ass, motherfuckin, damn, bitch
Yehahaha
Yeeeah
There it is
Chop Chop Slide
Also known as the Juggalo Step
And always remember...
What album is this on?!
BANG! POW! BOOM!
What album is this on?!
BANG! POW! BOOM!
What album is this on?!
BANG! POW! BOOM!
What album is this on?!
BANG! POW! BOOM!
What album is this on?!
BANG! POW! BOOM!
What album is this on?!
BANG! POW! BOOM!
What album is this on?!

 

[fox69]

"Chop! Chop! With Esham"

"Chop! Chop! With Esham"


[answering machine]
(beep) Then you know what you can do
You can be a couple of pleasers
And take some tweazers
And bust every hair on my nutsack
Paste em to your back
Then jump on the E-Track
And suck my dick exactly where it's at....HO
[beep]
[old record plays]
Jay fuzz the clown
Jay fuzz the clown
Jay fuzz the clown
[low voice repeats]
Juggles
Juggles
Juggles
Juggles [x2]
[low bass starts in background]
[Verse 1-Violent J (crowd in parentheses)]
Hey, Hey it's the wicked jokers
and we're coming to the valley and we'll smoke ya (choke ya)
Kick the clown in the forehead and I'm juggling juggling your head
(Jed) You big fat redneck mounty ass hick
I'm a city slicker and I'm come to the valley and I'm gonna hit ya
and ya know the carnival's gonna get wit' ya
Oh, I meant as well mention, that I come from another di-men-sion
You never seen nothing like this boy (Magic acts of pain and joy)
Please don't try to come and get me
Because I pack a French curler with me
And them punks are gonna have to take me out quick
Because I can do a double-flip you fat piece of shit
Picture that (that) packing a magic wand and a top hat
Because some gotta stop or the wicked clowns are gonna chop, chop
[Chorus]
Swing, Swing, Swing, and Chop, Chop, Chop
Swing, Swing, Swing, and Chop, Chop, Chop
Swing, Swing, Swing, and Chop, Chop, Chop
Swing, Swing, Swing, and Chop, Chop [X2]
[Verse 2-Violent J (Crowd in parentheses)]
Detroit air is toxic, my eyeballs popped out they sockets
And fried in the streets like a sick em
[sound of popping and a splatter]
(stick em, pick em)
Break em off something from the smokestack
I've been breathing all my life so I'm dying anyway
I'm nothing but a radiation freak show
My arm fell of and it bounced on the floor
Carnival land up the alley (alley, alley)
Then we landed in Sunny Valley
(Jumping up and down on a richies head)
And now I'm gonna jump till he's finally dead
(Jump, Jump, Jump, Jump, Jump, Jump, Jump, Jump)
They got no love yet we got control
They'll never touch my funky soul
Street top all extra top
Now we can run or we can walk
Either way some gotta stop
Or the wicked clowns are gonna chop, chop
[Chorus]
[Verse 3-Esham and Violent J]
[Esham] Wicked Clown, Wicked Clown
[Violent J] What's up comes down
[Esham] Before my nuts go soft juggle em around
[Violent J] Bitch wanna join the carnival circus
grab my ding-a-ling and jerk and jerkus
[Esham] I gotta catch these carnival thrills newborn bloody baby heads I drill
[Violent J] Chills, thrills, bigots writing wills
an axe to the forehead usually kills
[Esham]
If this ain't hell, I can't tell, hang my body on a cross with some
rusty nails
If I juggle then call me a juggla, I'm a nap rubbla, voodoo smuggler
See I got the symptoms of insanity, I'm down with J from the ICP
I'm down with him and he's down with me
So if we gotta chop see H-O-PE
[Violent J]
Running down the block someone hit me wit' a rock
And my brains all over the street
But I'm a wicked clown and I'm up and down all over this Esham beat
[Esham]
So, so, so if I gotta chop, then I guess I gotta chop
If I chop, then I gotta chop, chop
[Both]
But you could never stop sucker, you could never drop
Wicked clowns 'cause you know we love to CHOP, CHOP
[Chorus (x2)]
[in background]
Got to be funky
[....fades to end]

 

[fox69]

"Chris Benoit"

"Chris Benoit"


Down
A catastrophic demise
A catastrophic demise
A catastrophic demise
A catastrophic demise
A catastrophic demise
A catastrophic demise
A catastrophic demise
Unmeasurable regrets
Unmeasurable regrets
Unmeasurable regrets
Unmeasurable regrets
It builds up, fills up
too much goes over board
what the fuck am I doing?
Oh lord pressure stored exploded, unloaded
what the fuck am I doing?
I had to, is really do, bad too
went cucu
gone mad dude
Grab at and stab fools
who knew??
Sad news
what the fuck am I doing?
I I I
Broke, it took some time
Slow poke
I finally gave way, went under deep
Don't float
No longer steering choosing
An autopilot cruising
Haywire, crash, virus
Pull your tongue out with pliers, CHRIS BENOIT!!
No longer steering, lost all control
Manipulation (manipulation), it won’t let me go
The pain exploded (the pain exploded), the pressure burst (the pressure burst)
I drop the wheel (I drop the wheel)
Heading for the worst
Heading for the worst
Heading for the worst
Heading for the worst
Heading for the worst
Strobelight
Let go, hold tight
Wake up to this
Head to, is really too bad too
Close eyes?
You did this, this you
what the fuck am I doing?
You got issues
What happened, shit I’m stepping
All bloody myself I’m slapping
One day, all the sudden, I’ll became too much, one day
Yes, finally will leash
what the fuck am I doing?
Unleash the beast
He gets my controller
what the fuck am I doing?
Took me over
Head to,
is really too bad, too
went cucu
Gone mad dude
Grab at and stab fools
who knew
sad news, I'm CHRIS BENOIT!!
No longer steering, lost all control
Manipulation (manipulation), it won’t let me go
The pain exploded (the pain exploded), the pressure burst (the pressure burst)
I drop the wheel (I drop the wheel)
Heading for the worst
Heading for the worst
Heading for the worst
Heading for the worst
Heading for the worst
I can take you over, permanently
Because life is about pain
I’m the crippler, Chris Benoit!
And waa
A catastrophic demise
A catastrophic demise
A catastrophic demise
A catastrophic demise
A catastrophic demise
A catastrophic demise
A catastrophic demise
I’m heading for the worst
(a passion for the regrets)
(The crippler)
Heading for the worst
(a passion for the regrets)
(The crippler)
Heading for the worst
Heading for the worst
The crippler

 

[fox69]

"Chris Benoit (Kuma's Scrub Club Remix)"
(feat. Ice Cube, Scarface)

"Chris Benoit (Kuma's Scrub Club Remix)"
(feat. Ice Cube, Scarface)



[Intro:]
A catastrophic demise
A catastrophic demise
A catastrophic demise
A catastrophic demise
A catastrophic demise
A catastrophic demise
A catastrophic demise
I’ll measure up all regrets
I’ll measure up all regrets
I’ll measure up all regrets
I’ll measure up all regrets
[Violent J:]
Shit builds up, fills up
Too much goes overboard
(What the fuck am I doing?)
Oh lord pressure stored & exploded, unloaded
(What the fuck am I doing?)
I had to, is really to bad to
Went CUCKOO on that dude
Grab at & STAB fool's
(Who knew?)
Sad news
(What the fuck am I doing?)
I I I I I I
Broke, it took some time
Slow poke
I finally gave way, when under deed
Down flow
No longer stearing choosen
O-O-On autopilot cruisin
Haywire, crash, virus
Pull your tongue out with pliers
CHRIS BENOIT!
[Chorus:]
No longer stearing
Lost all control
Manipulation (manipualtion)
It won’t let me go
The pain exploded (the pain exploded)
The pressure burst (the pressure burst)
I drop the wheel (I drop the wheel)
Heading for the worst
Heading for the worst
Heading for the worst
Heading for the worst
Heading for the worst
[Ice Cube:]
Your playing Tic-Tak Toe with a ticking time bomb
Ya'll motherfuckers don't know what his mind's on
(Pressure)
Making hard as a dime on
Sin after sin about to get his fucking crime on
(Yep-Yep-Yep)
He was liked by the neighbors
This motherfucker got 31 favors
("The world's best dad")
They say he's the greatest
But a drunk ass how when you see him out in vegas-s-s-s
He's acting rather odd
This motherfucker is getting sick of the facade
At work he's taking losses
& if you didn't know he's got horrible bosses
So what's the diagnosis?
When you can't sleep & you start hearing voices
(Voices)
He's got too many chores might kill his whole family
MIGHT KILL YOUR'S
[Chorus:]
No longer stearing
Lost all control
Manipulation (manipualtion)
It won’t let me go
The pain exploded (the pain exploded)
The pressure burst (the pressure burst)
I drop the wheel (I drop the wheel)
Heading for the worst
Heading for the worst
Heading for the worst
Heading for the worst
Heading for the worst
[Shaggy 2 Dope:]
Strobe light
Let go!, hold tight
Wake up to this
Cold sight
You did this, this you
(What the fuck am I doing?)
You got issues!
What happened?, shit I’m slippin'
All bloody myself I’m slappin'
One day, all the sudden it, all became too much
Wasn't it?
Yes-s-s-s-s
Finally released
(What the fuck am I doing?)
Unleash the beast
Eject my controller
(What the fuck am I doing?)
Took me over
I had to
It's really too bad, too
Went CUCKOO on that dude
Grab that, stab, foose
[Chorus:]
No longer stearing
Lost all control
Manipulation (manipualtion)
It won’t let me go
The pain exploded (the pain exploded)
The pressure burst (the pressure burst)
I drop the wheel (I drop the wheel)
Heading for the worst
Heading for the worst
Heading for the worst
Heading for the worst
Heading for the worst
[Scarface:]
We can die tonight I don't give a fuck
Before I push that button I'ma blow shit up
Fuck the world, kill the kids
Fuck the court room I ain't fisting lip
What I'm hearing here is satan's voice
Then I have slade, make a choice
There's blood on my hand's I can taste your pain
Head's so open I can pick your brain
Shit then change, love bizarre
Don't we all want to love a star
Well here we are, stack your pick-pick-pick-pick
But after this
I'ma stick this bitch
And stick this bitch!
AND STICK THIS BITCH!
Never seen a man well man this is it
What's in my head a bizarre man now
At the end of the act we can all take bow
[Chorus:]
No longer stearing
Lost all control
Manipulation (manipualtion)
It won’t let me go
The pain exploded (the pain exploded)
The pressure burst (the pressure burst)
I drop the wheel (I drop the wheel)
Heading for the worst
Heading for the worst
Heading for the worst
Heading for the worst
Heading for the worst
[Chris Benoit:]
I can take you over, permanently
Because life is a open pain
I’m the cripler, Chris Benoit
[Outro:]
A catastrophic demise
A catastrophic demise
A catastrophic demise
A catastrophic demise
A catastrophic demise
A catastrophic demise
A catastrophic demise
I’m heading for the worst
(Passion for the regrets)
(The crippler)
Heading for the worst
(A passion for the regrets)
(The crippler)
Heading for the worst
Heading for the worst
(The crippler)
I’ll measure up all regrets
I’ll measure up all regrets
I’ll measure up all regrets
I’ll measure up all regrets

 

[fox69]

"Clown Love"

"Clown Love"


Gangsters bangin, nuts straight hanging
Chillen in the allyway, signs straight beemin
Up in the air I hear they don't care
Get your mutha fucken melon busted for a stare
Luv pumpin through the heart, flowin through the veins
Pop a mutha fucka like it aint no thang
Blood shoot eyes from pufin on the bud
Let me see that rag, let me see that luv
Roamin through the hood top cut down
Car packed so full it's fucken on the ground
Max with the homies spitten on the hoes
Stop in the store for a cold 4-0
Grabbin on your balls, straight slanging stalls
Fuck the gang squad tryin to take me out my home
Check my neck and I got yours
Cuz roll with yourself and keep that clown luv
Throw your signs in the air
Whats that? I don't check, I don't care
Cuz I'm down with the clown everywere
Cuz much clown luv is in here [2x]
Hey homes what set your clame?
I'm in the rhymin game, wicked Clown Banging
I'm just a mutha fucka thats down for the cause
You can suck on my balls, unless you got clown luv
Put 'em up, throw 'em up
Let me see them mutha fuckas
Flip 'em up, flip 'em down, flip 'em around
Mutha fuckas mind all warped
From breathin all the smog
I'm all up in the shit, like if my name was frog
Damn I heard a shot, but I got luck
The mutha fuckas missed it's time to shoot 'em up
Here come the sirens I hear 'em gettin close
Here come the squad, it's time to get ghost
If you wanna stay you get beat by a pig
Fuck that shit cuz were I live
My boys got my neck and I got theirs
Cuz I'm true to myself, bitch
Clown Luv
Throw your signs in the air
Whats that? I don't check, I don't care
Cuz I'm down with the clown everywere
Cuz much clown luv is in here [2x]
Hey what the fuck you lookin at man
My rag, my flannel, or the club in my hand?
Well here go ahead, take a closer look
Thanx for the wallet bitch
Give me them duckets, mutha fucken child
To buys doing other things like hangin with my mob
Crew got my neck, well push come to shove
Never sell out yourself, and keep that Clown Luv
Throw your signs in the air
Whats that? I don't check, I don't care
Cuz I'm down with the clown everywere
Cuz much clown luv is in here [repeating]

 

[fox69]

"Clown Walk"
(feat. Esham)

"Clown Walk"
(feat. Esham)



I Clown Walk jump back with the beat
Breathin with a step and a slap on the cheek
Foot work hear me squat when i walk by
With your hawk eye you get a chalk line
I dance up and down steps when i gotta
Clown walkin on my hands i gotcha
Big love if you love that to
Walkin right past those foos doin the statue
When you do the Clown Walk
Thats how you set it off
When you do the Clown Walk
Thats how you set it off
When you do the Clown Walk
Thats how you set it off
Step forth backwords shotgun let it off
They call me showcase showoff
Sky whisky walks walk like a hawk
Freestyles for the chosin few
For me and my crew only pay per view
Caterpillar or electric boogie
They call me walkwalla crunk when i wookie
So crazy with the ill behavior
Fresh flavor step with the majors
When you do the Clown Walk
Thats how you set it off
When you do the Clown Walk
Thats how you set it off
When you do the Clown Walk
Thats how you set it off
Step forth backwords shotgun let it off
Put your right foot up! Stomp to the ground! Stomp! 180! turn it around!
Put your left foot up! Stomp to the ground! Stomp! 180! turn it around!
Everything im big time super duper
Iv met my homie remy let me introduce ya
Walkin late for squares in fact its deadly
Shed blood on the dance floor i aint frendly
Boom boom clap let the rhythm proceed
Boom boom clap from the iron in my sleve
4:00 am roll around i had enough
But the tricks still flocked just to brush my shoes off
When you do the Clown Walk
Thats how you set it off
When you do the Clown Walk
Thats how you set it off
When you do the Clown Walk
Thats how you set it off
Step forth backwords shotgun let it off
Put your right foot up! Stomp to the ground! Stomp! 180! turn it around!
Put your left foot up! Stomp to the ground! Stomp! 180! turn it around!
When you do the Clown Walk
Thats how you set it off
When you do the Clown Walk
Thats how you set it off
When you do the Clown Walk
Thats how you set it off
Step forth backwords shotgun let it off
Put your right foot up! Stomp to the ground! Stomp! 180! turn it around!
Put your left foot up! Stomp to the ground! Stomp! 180! turn it around!