Insane Clown Posse

[fox69]

"Dead Body Man (Original)"

"Dead Body Man (Original)"


Ladies and gentlemen
I present to you, the Terror Wheel
The most horrifying, terrifying, mystifying ride
Available to the dead
Gather round my dead friends
And witness the bizarre, horrid dictales
As told to you by your favorite
Serial clown slaughterers the ICP
So who will be brave enough to step into this ride?
Just follow the trail of blood into the red tent
There your host, Willaby Rags, will strap you in
And you shall experience, the wheel!
So gather and watch, look and learn
The ways of the Terror Wheel
Oh look, there goes one now
He's walking in, good luck fella
There he goes, they're locking him into the cage
Greetings, I'm Willaby Rags
Prepare for your first stop, the Dead Body Man!
Ahahaha!
Dead bodies, dead bodies all over the street
Fifty-five, sixty-five bodies atleast
I hang with the stiffs till the break of dawn
I'm always finding bodies when I'm mowing the lawn
Drag 'em in the house, throw 'em in the oven
Wicked clown lovin that dead body grubbin
Tastes like chicken finger lickin deep fried
I ate a dead body, but don't tell, I lied
I just ate my first dead body last week
Still got the finger nail caught in my teeth
Before you start yelling and cursin my name
Remember something's wrong with my brain, insane
Second I was born, doctor threw me against the wall
Kicked open the doors and he whipped me down the hall
I'm sliding and I'm bouncing off shit like a hockey puck
And my mother's like "What the fuck?!"
He said I was born of an alien race
Born with a hatchet and a juggalo face
But I'm not a martian, you wouldn't understand
I'm just a dead body man
We got bodies, dead bodies
We got fat ones, skinny ones
Males, females, hermaphrodites
We got somebodies, we got nobodies
Bodies, bodies, bodies, whoo!
[Chorus]
Call me the dead body man (Someone give 'em to me)
Call me the dead body man (Just sell 'em to me)
Call me the dead body man (You can mail 'em to me)
Call me the dead body man (Br-bring 'em to me)
Call me the dead body man (Won't ya give 'em to me)
Call me the dead body man (You can sell 'em to me)
Call me the dead body man (Just mail 'em to me)
Call me the dead body man (Br-bring 'em to me)
Call me the dead body man (You can give 'em to me)
Call me the dead body man (You can sell 'em to me)
Call me the dead body man (Won't ya mail 'em to me)
Call me the dead body man (You can bring 'em to me)
Call me the dead body man, call me the dead body man
Dead bodies, dead bodies in the back of my van
All the little kiddies love the dead body man
I drive through my neighborhood ringing my bell
Some people run cause they don't like the smell
Others line up just as quick as they can
To try and catch a glimpse of the dead body man
It's all good, if you can stand the funk, but uh
Just don't look in the trunk
I drive down Central kickin the bass
Chillin with my freaks and I'm pickin her face
Maggots and bugs like to crawl on her head
Cause my bitch is dead, I'd rather that instead
Of a hoe you can't trust, always diggin a nut
A dead body bitch learn to keep her mouth shut
Riding in the back is my dead body crew
Only they can never think of nothing to do
If you think I'm sick take a look at yourself
You got dead deer heads up on your shelf
On your key chain is a little baby rabbit's hand
I'm just the dead body man
We also collect dead bodies
So, if you know any dead people
Or you yourself are planning on dying soon
We'll be happy to come to your house, and pay cash for it
We appreciate good healthy stiffs for our dinner
Woohoo!
[Chorus]

 

[fox69]

"Dead Pumpkins"

"Dead Pumpkins"


[Teacher]
"J, do you have a Halloween story for the class?"

[Violent J]
"Y-y-yeah, um, there was this boy, and he lived in his house,
and he went to bed one day, and then when he woke up, um,
when he woke up, he was buried up to his head in the dirt,
and he couldn't move, and this man came walking along,
but instead of the man helping him out, the man just started
kicking him and kicking him in his face, over and over,
and then he got the lawnmower, and then he....."

Dick or treat, bon appetit
All the little kiddies running down my street
Gathering candy treats door to door
But they walk past mine, what for?
Probably 'cuz the pumpkins on my porch are real
Real human heads carved out with steel
Cut out the eyes, man, it takes but a minute
Rip out the b-b-b-b-brains and put a candle in it
Maybe they run 'cuz I take 'em inside
Come and meet Mother, two years ago she died
Little boys laugh, 'cuz they think it's just a dummy
But then the smell hits 'em, MMMMM..... smells yummy
Open your bags and I'll give you my treat
Crusty yellow toes off a dead woman's feet
Take me by the hand, and I'll lead you downstairs
And that, little chickies, is where you'll spend the next seven years
Starving and weakening, chained to a wall
Staring at a roach, hoping it will crawl
Into your mouth for a tasty cuisine
Yes, my little friends, it's a Dead Pumpkins Halloween

[Shaggy 2 Dope]
"Awwwwwwwwww, yeah, it's that special time of year, boys and girls,
so come to the pumpkin patch and bring your pantysacks so I can shit in it,
you beeeeeyitch!!!!!"

[Violent J]
Well, I love all the kiddies, but I can't fuck around
Don't come to my door dressed as a clown
'Cuz you never know, I might take it the wrong way
'Cuz I'm the real wicked juggalokaro Violent J
All year 'round, but I love my Halloween
You'll never get an apple or a purple jelly bean
Dropping some chocolates, a licorice snack
Instead you get a deep-fried French poodle nutsack
Peeking out my door, I see no children in sight
Perhaps they're all dead, yesterday was Devil's Night
They burn down the city and they leave it crispy-charred
I light myself on fire and I dance around my backyard
Hungry bellies, I can see where you're at
Sitting on my window, I can turn into a bat
Watching you remove all your little clothesies for bed
I crash through the window and land on your head
Drinking the blood, blood is gone to the bone
But now, I must leave, Mother's calling me home
Up to the moonlight, I'm gone from the scene
Peace to Detroit City and have a Dead Pumpkins Halloween

[Shaggy 2 Dope]
"Yeeeeeeeeah, I'm gonna smash your little candy bags,
only I'm gonna tie 'em around your muthafuckin' necks
and choke you with 'em Wicked Clown style, muthafucka!!!!!"

[Violent J]
"Detroit's in this bitch!!!!!"

 

[fox69]

"Deadbeat Moms"

"Deadbeat Moms"


[Violent J]
Bitch back up cause your dimmin' my shine
You got nine kids, only two of them mine
I get you cigarettes, weed, pampers, and similar
Bitch start giving back, fuck hittin' that
Your shit loop like a bowl of soup
And every time I'm with you, I'm smelling nothing but baby poop
You got WIC food stamps, and ADC
Why you still fucking with me, you dirty scoundrel
And I'm gonna murder any friend of the court
Throw a bomb in they office on the way to the airport
Then blast off, catch a flight to another life
Five baby mommas every one of them trife? hoes
They won't stifle, always wanna fight and for what
Get the rifle one to her butt, POP!
I won't have it, bitches won't fly straight
And I got two more bitches calling saying they late
Baby momma blues
[Chorus]
Deadbeat moms are chasing me ain't no one on my side
I'm packing all my shit up and I'm taking off tonight
Bitch leave me alone
[Esham]
Fuck my baby momma, with that baby drama
Callin' me while I'm in the Bahamas with Lana and Donna
Two freaks that I met with the hummer from last summer
Anyway bitch, how'd u get my new number
Fuck my baby momma, she need a new weave?
That bitch did something that I couldn't believe
She called up a priest, she called the police
And then called a lawyer and took half of my piece
Fuck my baby momma, I can't see it like Stevie Wonder
All I know is when it rains it thunders
My baby momma took me under
Fuck my baby momma, and my thirty kids
Don't tell me bout shit that none of them did
To all you deadbeat moms, who be bringing the drama
Fuck you and friend of the court, and fuck my baby momma
[Chorus]
Deadbeat moms are chasing me ain't no one on my side
I'm packing all my shit up and I'm taking off tonight
[Shaggy 2 Dope]
I got the baby momma blues from in my shoes
You don't love them kids, you only keep them to use
You breathe fire, all your baby daddies are rappers
How that happen?
You got me plottin' a kidnapping
Baby momma, baby momma, baby momma, fuck off!
All I know, you should've just jacked me off
He looks like me, bitch, he looks just like you
Damn, just a piece of neden ?
Bitch, I bought you a trailer, it wasn't enough
You met some punk and he stole your stuff
You wrecked your car they cut off your phone
Baby mommas blowing me up
AIN'T NOBODY HOME!
How much money, just for three kids
I got three other hoes laying down they bids
Don't think I wont choke out all 4 of they faces
I got baby mommas in phenomenal places
[Chorus]
Deadbeat moms are chasing me ain't no one on my side
I'm packing all my shit up and I'm taking off tonight
Leave me alone
[Esham]
There you have it, man
These hoes done lost they minds, man
These hoes keep trying to hit a brother with charges
So I just keep on hittin' them with gauges
You know what I'm saying?
These hoes can just jump up off me man
I don't give a fuck what the DMA say, you hear what I'm saying?
Fuck what the DMA say
I just had another one man
Yeah, it's tryna get me
I don't know man
I don't know what they gone do
But if they break up out this..

 

[fox69]

"Dear ICP"

"Dear ICP"


Smack that bitch right across the lips
Cause she aint nothin but a filthy bitch
Beat the freak in the head with a cinder block
Blackin her eyes your lunatic tock
Cause i really dont gives a fuck
Except when im tryin to put her in the book
Shit i aint sayin nothin
Sombody left there load in her bellybutton
How you gonna say you love that
When her breathe be smellin like somonebodys nutsack
I outta smack you in your fucking head
Should of shot that bitch in the bag with nut stains
But you nothin but a pogo tryin to fall in love but you cant love a yoyo
She will run and fuck then come right back then i greet her at the door with a smack
Cause im psycho swingin till you hit her singin

I think yous a dumbass bitch
In a minute he aint even gonna want the shit
You needa shut your stuck up mouth
Cause your pussy aint worth the walk to your house
Im tired of the dooky lies you know your dream about his ugly ass face between your thighs
Because you think it feels nice all he wants to do is smack your ass once or twice
And make your buttcrack jiggle and stick his little ding a ling in the middle
I suppose you can wait for a weddin but aint nothin wrong with givin up a little neden
But if you really wanna hold on to the couchy atleast let him stick his nuts in your booty
Or ill wear somthin else out like maybe let him chill with his nuts in your mouth
But if not well thats alright because he will just fuck some other bitch tonight

2 Dope is the mother fuckin shit
You know what im sayin?
Bitches be linein up to get a glense of his nuts
And stick em in there butts
But only the nastyest uglyest southwest sewer skanks be gettin doin the nasty with the mother fuckin shaggy

Roll up on your chocolate tie and smoke that shit until you die
Biggity puffin on the sess takin off her dress
Slap her titties up and down do they bounce? (yes)
Good get some redbull and pour it in her bootie hole
Did she yell what the fuck? (yes) you did it right
So turn the bitch over and punch her in the eye
Some bitches like this but i dont know why
But some will hit you back you must watch out for that
Cause if you with a gangsta bitch you aint gettin jack (aww)
How to keep your nut shh i have a secret
But if imma tell you youve got to promise to keep it
Get you some Faygo and pour it in a bowl
And let your nuts soak in it (what?) just kiddin (ohh)
That is all your lession for today
If you cant get it right yous a punk ass bitch!
Wicked klowns mutha fucker Violent J 2 Dope
Know what im sayin? check it mutha fucker
Nathan mack laylow...

 

[fox69]

"Dog Catchers"

"Dog Catchers"


[Violent J]
Yeah bitch!

You's a glorified snitch, with a nuclear mullet
I got the name "DOG", engraved on my bullets
Your wife looks like "The Wrestler", with fuck fake pumpkins
She look like the type that like to give you a blumpkin
Your kids are on meth and you got crank breath
I wish you'd come for me, I'd introduce you to the DEATH (Pop!)
Fuck your damn lecture, I'm the Dog catcher
Come to the "D", I'll bet you leave on a stretcher

[Shaggy 2 Dope]
Bigot hoe, racist fool, pedophile namin'
Rollin' in a dumb "V", and late on the payment
Arresting drunk fucks for twenty five bucks
Wearing night time sleeveless t-shirts cuts
Sucks to be you, a fake Rambo with no gun
Not even a stun one, you're not in the run
From yellin' stop no don't, to dead by the road
You'd best just go home and score a bong full of dope

[Violent J]
Man, fuck your advice, who wanna listen...STALE
To a fuckin bigot snitch on your way to jail
I heard you got arrested and raped in Mexico
The way your blonde wig flow, they did you like a hoe
Who would be surprised if your wife had a dick?
Not me!, I half way expect that shit
Just the way you like it, Thundercat hairstyle
Dog the bigot bitch, found dead on 8 mile

[Shaggy 2 Dope]
Get a job at Walmart, hall security guard
You can have more jurisdiction, and act just as hard
Quit chasing bail jumpers, jay walkers and drunks
Before you get your head blown off, into skull chunks
You ain't a cop, you's a flop, get the fuck out off my block
You're a racist, you can fucking suck off my cock
Bounty hunter, you want bust me?, I'll bet ya
Quit directing, motherfucker hoe

[Both]
I'm the Dog Catcher

 

[fox69]

"Dogbeats"

"Dogbeats"


Yeah what you need?
Yeah let me get a large order of fries and uh
No fries
Excuse me?
No fries man
Oh, well must be out then
Alright then give me a large double slam and...
Nope
What?
Can't do it
Why not?
No meat?
No meat man damn
Alright then, I'll take a salad then
Better grow yourself one
Whats that?
We aint got no damn salad man
Ah, well then what the hell do you have?
We got the Dogbeats
Oh yeah the Dogbeats huh?
Yup
Alright, then I'll take an order of that to go then
Inner City Posse's got the Dogbeats
ICP we got the Dogbeats
No you don't stop with the funk from the old days
Start on your head as the beat plays
Yo, the ICP has got the Dogbeast
Inner City Posse and were playin for keeps
And I know you likin' this funk
Cuz I can hear my voice commin out your trunk
Of your ride, don't take me for a sucker
You leavin unattended I'm a take the mutha fucker
2 to the D to the o-p-e
Hittin 03 with the ICP
I like bass, treble, and the test up
Throw kick it in the back of a Sector Bus
With that 40-O, or thats trouble
Shootin' craps in the back of the liquar store
And I'm hittin, and we'll keep it at that
You out Joe?
Nope, 2 Dope at that
Rollin and I'm headin for the Clark Park
Just finished shootin 8 with the dark shark
Seen the freak with the bright white tank top
Keep rollin cuz I know I'll see my bank drop
Homeboy if you want to keep your riches
Stay the hell away from them more money
From the truck to the bikers to the jeeps
The ICP has got the Dogbeats
Bow-wow-wow Yipy-yo Yipy-yeah
Bow-wow-wow Yipy-yo Yipy-Yeah [4x]
Street lights glearin off the windshield
Mear coke crackers on the general wheel
6 Pack in the back and a dousand
Keep the sounds up find skate 1 thousand
2 Dope gotta keep his own style
Home made kicken box 4 tendance Posse
ICP make the whole car hop
When we let the bass drop
Inner Citty Posse's got the bad rep
Like my man on the cruches took a big step
And I can't stand the neighborhood menace
So I swell his chin like Rocky Denice
Bass in the car somethin stacks
I now hear me roamin them Pontiacs
Everyone's brittle when the bass rocks
So I got a little somethin in the glovebox
Long black hair with the white rag
40 cent Faygo in a brown bag
Jump Steady, Rude Boy, and Nate The Mack
Chillen by my side cuz my Posse's stacked
I know I'm gettin famous just think for a minute
Stole the car radio and my tape was in it
Sounds bringin life to the streets
The ICP got the Dogbeats
Bow-wow-wow Yipy-yo Yipy-yeah
Bow-wow-wow Yipy-yo Yipy-Yeah [4x]
Inner City Posse got the Dogbeats [3x]
Is in the house
Waiten at the light as my bass thumps
And I'm gettin jocked by these local chumps
They point, they wave, they stare, they look
I been jocked so hard I could write a book
Violent J down with the pimp daddy's [3x]
Smooth plushc rides in the velvet caddy's
All the way live down Jefferson
Inner City Posse's got the best of them
With a tape and your system beat
ICP has got the Dogbeats
Bow-wow-wow Yipy-yo Yipy-yeah
Bow-wow-wow Yipy-yo Yipy-Yeah [4x]
Inner City Posse got the Dogbeats
ICP we got the Dogbeats [4x]

 

[fox69]

"Down With The Clown"

"Down With The Clown"


This one goes out to the ninjas
Thats been down since Carnival of Carnage
Nah, fuck that, since Dog Beats
Nah, fuck that, since Basement Cuts, motherfucker
[Violent J]
How long will the juggalos be down with me?
How long till they forget me? Check it out
What if I grew another fucking head?
And his name was Violent Ed?
And he head butt me every time I cussed?
I would need two microphones when I bust
Would you show me love even with another head
Or would you be like, "Fuck you and Ed"?
Or what if I sold out like a bitch?
And took the make-up off and went soft?
Called myself Detroit Southwest Lover
And put my ugly ass face on the album cover
With R & B top ten hits
And we had Jodeci singing all over our shit (aaahhhh!!!!)
Fuck that, though, yo, I'm a juggalo
So don't forget me like you did with Menudo
[Chorus (1x)]
What about when the world's like fuck us kill us, what will you be? (down)
What about when I'm 103, what will you be? (down, down)
What about when the world's like fuck us kill us, what will you be? (down)
What about when the carnival comes to your town? (i'm a be down with the clown)
[Violent J]
How long will you be down with a ghetto puppet
I say I'm sick in the nugget and you love it
I ate a dead body, I ain't proud of it
I told you all about it, and you all applauded (HEY!!)
I got problems, I'm haunted by a carnival
I could run and tell a doctor, but what for
I just put it on tape with a fat beat
And make a quick buck, I'm like fuck
I could of came out sportin some Hammer pants
Kick-steppin with Shaggs, and tryin to dance
Making mom happy, keeping it soft
I'd rather grab my dick and tell your mom to fuck off!
I know then you'd probably start to trip
And swing at me, but hit Violent Ed in the lip
Look I don't even know what I'm trying to say
Just don't forget me like you did with Rob Base
[Chorus (1x)]
I'm a be down, I'm a be down
Down with the clown till I'm dead in the ground [13x]

 

[fox69]

"Dreams Of Grandeur"
(feat. Young Wicked)

"Dreams Of Grandeur"
(feat. Young Wicked)



[Violent J:]
I was out drinking all night long
Riding home when something went gong
There she was, a prostitute
She look like a druggy got God she cute

Standing out front a seedy motel
I'm blew out drunk like "What the hell?"
And she was young, like twenty-one
I asked her pimp if she could have some fun

How much to keep her with me 'til dawn?
400 duckets, and it was on
He posted up outside the room
Guarding his treasure, a certified goon

There we were inside her spot
Five minutes later she was smoking a rock
And I was shocked, I just stared
But something burning inside me cared

We talked all night, I passed on fucking
But that glass dick she kept sucking
She was gone, but she was sweet
She was clean but had funky feet

She said her pimp only feeds her rocks
And pays her shit, she can't clean her socks
Together they travel from town to town
He gets paid while she gets down

Behind her life of agonizing
She had a beauty that was hypnotizing
I thought, "What if I made her mine?
Sent her to rehab on my dime?"

Cleaned her up, washed her hair
All she needs is someone to care
I could help her escape these streets so mean
And take her home where the sheets are clean

Help her escape that evil devil
And upgrade her to life on my level
Asked was she down, she couldn't believe it
And started to cry, "How do we achieve it?"

I told her, "Just escape your room
And be out front exactly at noon
And I'll swoop on by, and scoop you up
Look for me in my big black truck"

She was with it, we had a plan
I said goodbye and I kissed her hand
I was determined when I got home to be there at noon
And we'd be gone

I laid my head down with dreams of grandeur
Was she there? I'll never know the answer
I overslept and woke up at 3
Sobered up like, "What's wrong with me?"

I don't want no crackhead fucking sleeze
As my girlfriend, shit, please
I laughed it off and went back to bed
She can have that pimp instead

[Young Wicked:]
What the fuck was I thinking?
I don't want no hooker
I was up all night drinking
I thought she was a looker

My delusions of grandeur
Made me think I could have her
Made me think I could save her
Damn I was way to faded

Woah, oh, oh
Ah, damn
I was way too faded
Woah

 

[fox69]

"Duke Of The Wicked"

"Duke Of The Wicked"


Well my name’s Violent J and I don’t mow ya grass
But I smack fat hoes on they swollen ass
I’m the cotton candy man. What’s ya flava?
Psychotic, dig my behavior
I might chew heads off like a Jabbawocky
You deserve it, back up off me
I’m no team playa, Fuck the cause
The only sensitive thing about me is my balls
When I flunked second grade
I was already out on the streets gettin paid
I’m the duke of the wicked
The duke of the wicked
Plannin in good never getting evicted
On the Southwest side, me and DJ Clizzay
Wit Shaggy 2 Dope I’m Violent Jizzay
Psychopathic in a major wizzay
The duke of the wicked is here to stay
I’m The duke of the wicked
The duke of the wicked
Way up in ya momma bootyhole ima stick it
The D-U-K-E
See you pay me
I’m the Da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da
I’ll probley throw a punch at ya face
If you all in The duke of the wicked’s space
The duke of the wicked
The duke of the wicked
On Let Em Bleed Volume 3 we explicit
The Dark Carnival I seen it all in darkness
Shaggy 2 Dope and the Duke too heartless
And your shit stink like a fat chick’s armpits
I’m The duke of the wicked don’t get me started
The duke of the wicked
The duke of the wicked
Me and my deuce will straight kick it
The duke of the wicked
The duke of the wicked
Wit Shaggy the Clown
Look around
We did it
He’s The duke of the wicked [x8]

 

[fox69]

"Echo Side"

"Echo Side"


[Chanting]

[1st Verse - Violent J, (Shaggy2Dope), ((Monoxide Child)), {Jamie Maddrox}]
Imagine a place that exists beyond, a place that's seldom seen
((A place that even the wickedest souls that burned have never been))
{There was a soul named Damien, he was nothing heaven could save}
((Instead he was cast to the flames of Hell to serve an eternal grave))
(Even in the Afterlife, things don't always go as planned)
((As Satan's throne sees ??, it's hectic and over jammed))
{Damien burned his spot in hell right until his dying day}
So the wagons took his sorry soul and taunted him all the way
((They finally reached that resting place, an endless pit of fire))
(But Damien had escaped through the back door of Satan's lair)
((Out the back entrance of hell but with nowhere else to hide))
His hell is just a tomb, resting in the Echo Side.

[Chanting x2]
Underneath the shadows of the other side of time
If there is a hell then there must be a behind
You can take me to the ghetto land move everything and back
Take me from the Echo Side and never bring me back

[2nd Verse- Violent J, (Shaggy2Dope), ((Monoxide Child)), {Jamie Maddrox}]
Damien ran as far as he could before his legs began decaying
((There were many dead trees, a blood red sky, and headless children playing))
(A wicked man with a long black toungue saw Damien's legs were dead)
So he laid on top of Damien, and then licked the back of his neck and said...

"Fuck the Devil, fuck that shit.
We believe in life legit
If you're hearing what we say,
Why yuu throw your soul away?" - Save me from the darkest corner [4X]

[Chanting]
Underneath the shadows of the other side of time
If there is a hell then there must be a behind
You can take me to the ghetto land move everything and back
Take me from the Echo Side and never bring me back
[Background whilst chfnting:]
(Take me to the netherland and bury me in black)

[Backwards Dialect] Save me from the darkest corner
[x4]

[3rd Verse- Violent J, (Shaggy2Dope), ((Monoxide Child)), {Jamie Maddrox}]
{Damien called for many hours, in puddles of blood he lay}
Tortured by everything he saw, yet wishing along the way
((His arms decayed and fell off his body as he rolled along the floor))
{Still trying not to look back, as if something else was in store}
(The clouds above were dark and hot yet dripping with blood rain)
((The ground infested with rodents, that crawled throughout his veins))
{As Damien laid in Echo Side, Hell's screams could still be heard}
The blood red sky would flicker with the tourturing that occured
(Thinking back, he had escaped; every scream he heard he laughed)
The headless children pointed and urinated in his wrath
((He finally saw some fortress gates, so he quickly rolled into it))
These red gates were the front doors of hell...he never knew it. heh heh

(Chanting)
Underneath the shadows of the other side of time
If there is a hell then there must be a behind
You can take me to the ghetto land move everything and back
Take me from the Echo Side and never bring me back (repeat till end)