• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Who Wanna Flex? - I.C.P.
• Wax Museum - I.C.P.
• Wizard Of The Hood - I.C.P.
• Whut - I.C.P.
• The Amazing Maze W Twiztid - I.C.P.
• Still Stabbin - I.C.P.
• Prom Queen - I.C.P.
• Wickit Klowns - I.C.P.
• Wicked Halloween - I.C.P.
• Simple and Blunt - I.C.P.
• Please Hate Me - I.C.P.
• Please Don't Hate Me - I.C.P.
• Pass Me By - I.C.P.
• My Axe - I.C.P.
• Mr. Happy - I.C.P.
• Meat Cleaver - I.C.P.
• The Staleness - I.C.P.
• What Is A Juggalo? - I.C.P.
• Ray Of Sunshine - I.C.P.
• Wicked Rappers Delight - I.C.P.
• How Many Times - I.C.P.
• Homies - I.C.P.
• House Of Horrors - I.C.P.
• Fuck The World - I.C.P.
• Every Halloween - I.C.P.
• Crossing Thy Bridge - I.C.P.
• Cotton Candy And Popsicles - I.C.P.
• Cherri Pie - I.C.P.
• Blaaam!!! - I.C.P.
• Weed War (With Twiztid & Kottonmouth Kings) - I.C.P.
• Dead Body Man - I.C.P.
• Dating Game - I.C.P.
• Hokus Pokus - I.C.P.
• Intro - I.C.P.
• Crystal Ball - I.C.P.
• Let's Go All The Way - I.C.P.
• Just Like That - I.C.P.
• Southwest Song - I.C.P.
• Jake Jeckel - I.C.P.
• Spin The Bottle - I.C.P.
• I Didn't Mean To Kill Him - I.C.P.
• Willy Bubba - I.C.P.
• Just Another Crazy Clique - I.C.P.
• Hellalujah - I.C.P.
• The Tower - I.C.P.
• Great Milenko - I.C.P.
• Graveyard - I.C.P.
• Yours Begins Tonight - I.C.P.
• Yellow Bus - I.C.P.
• Who Asked You - I.C.P.

I sell fake dope, it don't even work
Smoke you at 8:00 and won't even twirk
I shoot prostitutes like plastic ducks
Buck, buck, ping! I gives no fucks
Had me a girlfriend and blew her head off
I'm like an underground water-main, I gotta let off(boom)
Bend enemies knees the wrong way
Kick'em in the ass, watch'em crawl all day
I shot...damn...oh
Put a little aids up in....drawers
Then I produce like Superman
Come out asshole naked with my dick in hand
I use cocaine like Kool-Aid mix
Matter of fact y'all I could use a fix
Bitch, you like that hoe?
Now drop to your knees and blow, and who wanna flex?
Who wanna flex wit' this Killa
Big wheela', Dope man, Dope deela'?
Who wanna flex wit' this Killa
Cap peela', Killa', really, really, really, really?
I'm gangsta, like Tweety Bird Loc
Fuck around and get your little bird neck broke
Wait behind fast foods, strapped to kill
Hole in your head for that happy meal
Break in your house, and I jump attack (c'mon)
Get the sledge hammer and I thump yo back
to make my scratch I let bullets fly
Cuz' i'm crooked, like Robert Gibsons eye
You can't see me like tinted glass
Fuck yo woman and kick yo ass
A fucked up hand life dealt me out
So sick Jerry Lewis couldn't help me out
Everything to lose notta thing to gain
Waitin' in your backseat, I bring the pain
Now your laid up like Eminems rap career
Dead in a year, now who wanna flex?
I'll beat'chyo ass like Butterbean
Spend my time in the gutter man
Hatchet in-hand wit' the blackest truck
Your like the L.A. Clippers, you fuckin' suck
Smack ol' ladies out they rockin' chair
Walk this earth withoutta damn care
Jack your car and then run you down
With you next to your grand daddy underground
Deck yo bitch-ass, again and again
'Til Yo face swells up like Don Choleons chin
Wave my flag as I walk your streets
Cuz' your wack, like No Limits beats
Hang out the window chuckin' hand grenades
Got the flame thrower for them morning raids
Stole a space shuttle so I can do a drive-by on the whole planet
Damnit, who wanna flex?
"Who wanna flex wit' this Killa
Cap peela, dopeman, dope deela?
Who wanna flex wit' this killa,
really, really, really, where you at? Rydas,
who wanna flex? who wanna flex wit' this killa? Y2 fuck you!

Greetings
Welcome to the gypsy of fortunes
Your coin was very much appreciated
And now I shall grant you your future
It seems my cards of tarot have dealt you a very odd hand
A hand of six jokers card, this is very rare
And suggest something neusant is approaching
You should be visited by a dark circus
A circus that holds pain and anguish
This travelling mass of evil will leave you corpse to rot
While entrapping your soul to displayed at future stops
Oh yes, you should also be aware that it is your own evil doings
That have brought about this carnival's visit
All of the sins and hatred you have cast during your life
Have whipped and spun into form, the form of one
One who leads this gruesome parade of pain into your life
One sinister beast, one known only as RINGMASTER
Welcome ladies and gentlemen to the museum, the wax museum
Thousands of dead souls covered in wax
All of the rare exhibits you are about to encounter
Are strange and wonderous creations of the one and the only
Leader of them all
So both dead and undead please welcome the R-r-r-ringmaster
"Purpose, question, kill"
The ICP is of the Ringmaster
And the Ringmaster's of the attutes of mankind
G-ya, motherfucker, now you gotta face your worst enemy
And that's yourself
Every wicked thing you've ever done
Has come back now
And it's gonna whip your little ass, bitchboy
Us, we're just clowns
We just work for the Ringmaster
With the wave of his magic wand
I step forward, wind back
And swing this battle axe
Upside your motherfucking head
Hoooo!!!
So step right up cause the R-r-r-ringmaster
Takes you on the ride of your life
Horror and fear, smiles and tears
And oh everso over do
The Ringmaster rises up and lifts across the sky
Through the forest and down the river
Along the valley, over the hill
And down the trail and up the sidewalk
Only to surprise you and yours
At your very front door

One time, the ICP with this shit
For you and your boys to say "fuck yeah" to
Yo, G, kick some of that shit about the wizard and all that
Drop a psycho beat and go on and rap, bald-headed fuck
Aw shit, homeboy, you should of seen me
I was flipped at the party drinking a fifth of MD
Straight passed-out on his mother's bed
With seven cans of brew going through my head
Dreaming, I was sipping on Faygo
With my dope posse, hear comes a tornado
Huh, I can't run no where
Cause the whole damn house was spinning through the air (damn!)
And don't laugh just yet
And it bland my motherfucking eyes bet
And here comes a three and a half foot pimp
With a blue zoo suit and a mack daddy limp
Yo, I gotta grip on my weapon
Cuz this midget motherfucker and his boys are stepping
"Oh my, look at the witch
You crushed and killed that wicked old bitch"
And they saying that I'm doomed
Cuz I killed some ho that rides on a broom
Fuck this, I'm going back to where I stay
And I walking down the yellow brick alleyway
Well, go on motherfucker!
Now I'm roaming just like basshead
Everybody know just where the alley led
And don't say you don't know
Which way to go, yo, there go the scarecrow
I ain't playing this bullshit no more
So I whip out the nickel plated double-four
Best tell my ass how to get back
Or I'll blow the straw out your fucking head
You wanna see the wizard?
Fuck yeah, I do
Get me off this pole and I'll come with you
You know the wiz
Yeah, its the road for him
Then he gave me on a 'gene
Now I gotta bullet for him
So me and the crow was walking on bricks
Spitting and cussing and holding our dicks
Thinking, damn, this ain't how the movie goes
I ain't seen one motherfucking rainbow
Ain't a fresh pair of kicks in the land
Just what you thought, there go the tin man
How to get to the wizard?
What the fuck
I ain't saying shit until you oil me up
I don't see any motherfucking oil, bro
Oil me up with a forty of Red Bull
Huh, just like the book said
Tin Man was stumbling like a crackhead
Old-ass rusted out metal
But we was on our way to see the wizard of the ghetto
"Somewhere over the rainbow"
(Shut the) fuck up, bitch
Damn, this ain't Kansas, ho
This is the southwest motherfucking ghetto zone, bitch
So pick your skank ass up
And you and Toto get the fuck on
Yeah, we've come a long way
Drop the motherfuckers all the way to Del Ray
And I'm a wonder land story book tourist
Gripping that .44 we coming up to the forest
Anything could be out there
Lions, tigers, maybe a bear
Hoods and hoodlums and thieves, oh my
I'm a kick somebody in they fuckin' eye
Don't fuck with me at a time like this
I'll send out a bullet guaranteed won't miss
So I just move and the hooks are flying
You've come and buck with the fucking lion
I want rings, chains, any kind of gold
Or what?
Or I'm a let this nine unfold
Man, fuck this, come back to Del Ray
There you can rob motherfuckers any day
Crackheads, hoes, whatever you can name
Catch all the rich ones coming out the ball game (yeah)
So finally we was at the castle
And with the guards, we got no hastle
They all just got the fuck out our way
I guess even in Oz they know of Violent J
Yo, where's the motherfucking wizard stay
Who wants to know? Violent-psychopath-J
I wanna word with him at gun point
Cuz there's no place like Detroit
Welcome to the wizards kingdom
The Wizard of the Ghetto as its said
Welcome to the wizards kingdom
Sorry, motherfucker, this is where you'll stay
Scarecrow, you ain't shit to me
And the lion ain't shit but a snack for three
Tin Man, don't take me for a sucker
I'll chew your ass up and spit bullets out, motherfucker
We let it rain,
Seventy-nine slugs to his fucking brain
Then I stepped back cool and calm
Cuz the Tin Man was dropping cluster bombs
Everybody know about car jacking
So me and the fellas went home macking
Jumped in a smooth-ass ride
Drop top Geo says "Wiz" on the side
Gripped it back to the hood where we came from
And that shit was fun
Next thing I knew I was back at the party
Got up and was finning to tell everybody
But I just let it pass

you don't like the way I am,
you don't like ICP & Twiztid,
always wit a hatchet...Whut,
Fuck You,
this the way I am
I stay Scrubby even though I'm paid, Whut
Dropped out in the sixth grade, Whut
had syphilis three times, Whut
Committed mad felony crimes, Whut
Been a week I ain't washed my ass, Whut
Flunked outta special ed class, Whut
I'd slap John Gotti right here, Whut
But he's locked up now so neea, Whut
Carnivals beyond the dead, Whut
Still attack you without my head, Whut
Scrubatism I'm about, Whut
Slappin baywatch beauties in the mouth, Whut
Stomp ghosts that think they hard, Whut
Pickin fights up at the graveyard, Whut
You don't like me, I make you sick,
Come here and get a mouth full of dick,
cuz I am whut I am
I be whut I wanna be, WHUT
I act how I wanna act, WHUT
I see whut I wanna see, WHUT
I smack who I wanna smack, WHUT
I do whut I wanna do, WHUT
I go where I wanna go, WHUT
fuck you, you , you, and you, WHUT
forever I'm a juggalo, WHUT
I'll slap Michael Jackson's face off, Whut
I spread herpes every time I cough, Whut
I got head lice in my armpits, Whut
I sell nuclear bomb home kits, Whut
In church I'll wrestle a nun, Whut
Fuckin twist ya nipples then run, Whut
I watch my neighbor in the shower,
Then Waggle my dick for a half an hour,
I pour percasets in a bowl, Whut
And eat'em like cereal, Whut
I be that neighborhood creep, Whut
Singin voodoo chants in my sleep, Whut
I put old ladies in head locks, Whut
And run wit they ass for blocks, Whut
I rent studios and don't pay, Whut
(come on shaggy don't play) MIKE?
I am whut I am
Your mamas got a glass tittie wit a screw on nipple, whut
whut, yo mama live in a two story dorito bag,
she got a wooden leg wit a birdhouse in it,
I walk around beggin for change,
and kill mutha fuckaz who look at me strange, Whut
Psychopathic down til I die, Whut
I'll light a cigarette, and put it out in your eye, Whut
Smokes until my lungs explode, Whut
And punch you and ya moms and call ya dad a hoe, Whut
I don't give a fuck if ya hate, Whut
Just don't let me catch you hangin out on my side of the gate, Whut
Talk to the dead on the phone, Whut
If you ain't dead leave me the fuck alone, Whut
I call myself a juggalo, Whut
And scream it everywhere that I go, JUGGALO
Twiztid serial killaz commin to town, Whut
Dark Carnival and down wit the clown, Whut
Twiztid freekshow wickid clown bizzar, Whut

ferris wheels and bumper cars are fun but those rides just arent for everyone
bought my ticket i might have a ride IN THE MAZE
if i dont come back right away give me time at least a half a day
dont just leave me lost and thrown away IN THE MAZE
hello ladies and gentlemen i'm jeff nipples and i'm jimbo jsym
welcome to the dark carnival's amazing maze over 5,000 ways to get in and no way out!
lets meet todays volunteer this is rick we like to call him rick the dick
dick face here is a wealthy ontrponuer who smacks his wife around
and buys his way in and out of everything lets see how Mr. tough guy
fairs up in the amazing maze
wuddup bitch im violent j i'll be your guide for the day k? good got mad doors
and mad floors! hallways crawlways walls for day make a left just before you make a right and your left
should be to your right if your lefts right, right?good begin the sho' go ahead boy open the first door
welcome to the exical thrilla meet jack dubie a serial killer with a chain saw he'll take ur arm off at the elbow
ull get it back if you make it out though. fuck aint no use crying all day u need to take ur bitch ass back down the hallway
u gotta be a man at least u've learned everything you get in the maze u've earned
keep running times ticking on the clock.
u might wanna tie that stump up with a sock
turn right it might look the same but your making tracks to the room of tumb tacks
this really aint shit bout a million tacks and the room spins a bite
if ya stay on your feet you'll be ok (hahaha) oh let me get outta your way
oh boy rick the dick in a bite of jam there jeff
thats right jimbo he looks like a rag doll flippin and spinnin like that
you can always witness specticals truely amazing within the amazing maze
lets see where else ricks adventures will lead the lil dick whipe
(hahaha)so you got a few tacks in your balls pick em all out and head right back down the halls
whats this dead end doors looked its a long way back just knock oh should have
turned around no doubt nothing we gotta sit and argue about
keep going make a left right left run straight ahead some more open the door
(girls voice)
silk sheets nice breeze relax and just take it with ease the maze is a place of magic
many suprises your dick rises lay down expect the best then in comes your luver with a hairy chest
(guys voice)
hello sexy im grim luv now let me look at your uh milk dud
oh shit you fell for that i aint gonna tell you, you got ur o-ring taped
all that dissin of the opissit sex and look who just got their butt hole flexed
wait whats that the walls are closin in fuck that hurry run for ur life oh he'll be alright
hows that sit with you jimbo first he get pluged with bullets then he gets he butt pluged
i think hes a fuckin idiot jeff i mean what kinda ass hole cant find his way outta this maze
u got to be a real dick buffer to wind up here in the first place
right u r jimbo lets watch the big dick fuck up some more
all righty aint no need to fear if theres a way out its gotta be near oh look a phone u still got one good arm
so its on can u hear ahh tounge in your ear drop it the phones got a life of its own (kiss me man hey come on)
slip down the slide go faster ban of males disaster quit screaming now hurry the fuck up open the door
clits trees you outside lots of places for creeps to hide watch ur step backtrap caught ur foot at the ankle snap
freakin out with the stump throw something in the rump hunters yeah there gonna get ya how does it feel bitch get the picture
back in door at last look ur family behind the glass they look weird their sayin something
listen up (you fucked up you fucked up) o their laughin and pointing at you atleast u know what their say is true
its one last door or (or what) once again its on
ferris wheels and bumper cars are fun but those rides just arent for everyone
bought my ticket i might have a ride IN THE MAZE
if i dont come back right away give me time HEY HEY MAN CUT THAT SHIT WHAT THE FUCK MAN HAPPY FRIENDLY SHIT MAN FUCK THAT SUPPOSED TO BE WICKED IN THIS BITCH TURN
THAT SHIT OFF

I stab people like everyday folks
skinny people any people I chop off their throats
My stabbin's are ninja like very quickly, hey
by the time you feel it I'm like 3 blocks away
I stabbed the newspaper guy and took his little truck
now I stab people and drive away I'm like puttputtputtputt
I do a show and stab people at the same time
I stab bear cages security guards in the back of the neck
I love waffle house, I stab people there
their so shitty and dumpy they don't even care
I love stabbin' people, def leopard remember them
when I cut their fuckin drummers are off, you can ask'em
Leo Owen the president of island
I'm at a business meeting with him looking at him I'm smiling
I just up with the stab and he kicked my ass
17th floor they through me out through the glass
Help Me
(help'em)
Fuckin help me
(help'em)
I need you to help me
(help'em)
Somebody come and help me
(help'em)
Jehovah's witnesses I swear man I love 'em
they're standing out on the porch, knockin I'm waiting above 'em
punch and wound victims right through my door
come back mothafucka, ill stab you some more
one time I went wrestler, I wrestled the best
I got kicked out though, I had a knife in my spandex
I stabbed Tony Schiavone the commentator guy (or got me, I'm not sure)
before the match I went to shake his hand but I stabbed him in the eye
I stabbed Norman Smiley in the middle of a match
he was like (what are you doing) I said fuckin relax
I stabbed him again and again I jumped out and ran
everybody chased me, catch me if you can
I tried to stab my own brother, bad news for my health
he twisted my arm back, I ended up stabbing myself
I stab cabby drivers right through the thick glass
ginsu built to last, can you help
Slice 'em up, Slice 'em down
side to side and all around
They don't help, they don't care
ginsu swingin everywhere
Slice 'em up, Slice 'em down
side to side and all around
They don't help, the don't care
ginsu swingin everywhere
I saved up my money and went to see the Lilith fair
started stabbing lesbians, there was millions of them there
I took off my thong and jumped in the pit
but there wasnt any pit, it was only me and that was it
but so what, I was throwin myself all over the floor
Sarah McLachlan was on stage, I said you fuckin whore
One time I met Slipknot, I stabbed their ass
stabbed them all in the face, that's why they wear masks
my little newspaper truck runs on a tank of blood
I drive with my lights off all throuhg my neighborhood
but its so hard to sneak because of the muffler
I hate that fucker
I did a song with 3-6 mafia, them guys are the shit
we went to their studio and I started rockin it
after the session they all left out of there
but I stayed behind and stabbed the engineer
Help Me
(help'em)
Fuckin help me
(help'em)
I need you to help me
(help'em)
Fuckin come and help me
(help'em)
Naw fuck you
(fuck'em)
fuck all of you
(fuck'em)
you better fuckin help me
(help'em)
help me, help me
Slice 'em up, Slice 'em down
side to side and all around
They don't help, the don't care
ginsu swingin everywhere
Slice 'em up, Slice 'em down
side to side and all around
They don't help, they don't care

Won't you be my prom queen? (another morning)
Won't you be my prom queen?
Everybody has a real good time
Won't you be my prom queen? (must take for my senior prom)
Won't you be my prom queen?
Everybody has a real good time
Another morning, I must get up and go to school
I'm taking too long gettin dressed, tryin to look my best
Because today is not your ordinary every morning
My high school prom is coming and I heave my daddy's warnings
I'm going to find myself a girl to take to the prom
I shouldn't have too much trouble because I'm
I'm very nice, my mother says I'm very handsome
When I wear my good vest, and mother knows best
I got to school, I straggle through the hallways
I stop and gaze at all the girls just like always
But this time, I must now approach them (or)
Or my daddy might get mad and break my wrist again (ow)
And so I chose her, her hair, it matches with her face
She is so lovely, my heart pulse begin to race
I make my way between her friends and to her presence
Hello, Christine, would you be my prom queen?
I'd rather die, I'd rather die, I'd rather die... (repeat over)
(would you be my prom queen? no! aaah! prom queen)
There was a time when I could except a no
That was before, Christine is gonna have to go
My parents will be proud of me when I bring her home
So now I sit and watch her practice in the gym dome
Christine is famous, she has so many different friends
Will they miss her when she's dead or will they just pretend
Nobody talks to me, I only talk to I
And I been telling myself all day, she's gotta die
"Good morning, everybody. This is Principal Rogers, and I would just
like to congradulate our Senior class and wish them at tonight's
Prom dance."
Won't you be my prom queen? (I can be your prom baby)
Won't you be my prom queen?
Everybody has a real good time
It was really fuckin easy, I'm a human hater
I took a towel from the locker room to suffocate her
I had to throw away her gym bag and all her folders
And when it got dark, I caried her home on my shoulders
My daddy was asleep, when I snuck her in the back
I thought about my situation and it's kind of whack
It sounds cheap, but we're having prom in my cellar
But she's dead, I guess I'll never have to tell her
I took the bottles of Tamiace, four dollars worth
I took the seventeen dollars that was in her purse
I bought balloons and streaming and stuff to munch
I had a dollar left, I bought a Faygo Punch
I hung the streamers and balloons on my basement wall
I banged my head a couple times, I'm just too fuckin tall
I would have took her to the school like a normal man
But I had to kill her first they'd never understand
I put a record on and then I picked her up to dance
I bet she cannot feel the woody growing in my pants
I know my daddy would be proud of all that I've done
Instead of burning me, he'd probably come and hug his son
I think about it as I dance slowly to the beat
The more I think about it tears are rolling down my cheek
I hope I showed Christine a night like no other
After all, that's how my daddy did my mother
"Our Seniors deserve a night to celebrate with friends, celebrate
all their great work. Prom night is your very own special night,
and everybody always remember their high school prom."
Won't you be my prom queen? (I can be your prom baby)
Won't you be my prom queen?

When I get to California
When I get there
When I get to California
Hook me up with one of them chicks
And when you get to the Midwest
I'll hook you up with a juggalette ya'll
He's the visual assassin with the mask that ? killa
Seen him drink a lot but I have yet to see him spill a drop
He rap to hip hop in his heart, try and battle Pak
He'll fucking tear you're ass apart
I keep my fridge stocked with plenty of Faygo
My flow connect nice like old school legos
What's up holmes , just a west coast loadie
My rhyme is nice, slow and stoney
See all these psycho bitches getting so damn fanatical
FBI got us all listed down as radicals
Government officials taking life long sabbaticals
Time to rock the mic and drop something classical
I'm with the kings now it's murder state to state
Dog Boy ?? off set the record straight
Fuck that bullshit that never went down
So we come as one to fuck up your town
The wickit the wickit the wickit wickit klowns
Blowing smoke rings with Kottonmouth Kings
Coming coming ?? faygo into towns
And all types of thangs
Suburban Noize Records teaming up with Psychopathic
Richter let them know who juggalo I got your back kid
Kottonmouth Ninjas rocking tunes with ICP
D-Loc grab the mic and pass me the weed
Kottonmouth Kings, ICP, we from the West
They from the East
With a bag of keif and a box of spliffs
We mast through your city like robotic beasts
See all ?? robots following the masses
I watch the world through faygo fizzing glasses
Kings and the klowns dropping sellouts like acid
Like cum on your tongue shit is getting kind of drastic
To all unbelievers who think this is a joke
Grab the faygo when you start to choke
In the pit at a show come summertime
A million juggalos to blow your fucking mind
The wickit the wickit the wickit wickit klowns
Blowing smoke rings with Kottonmouth Kings
Coming coming ? faygo into towns
And all types of thangs
True terror is back you better believe
Kottonmouth Kings, ICP
We from the West, they from the East
Voilent J and Shaggy stepped in the place
And cleared the room out like nuclear waste
Nobody likes us but the Kottonmouth Kings
They smoke buds I smoke little white things
I'm a base head feining for your change, and I'm strange
So ?? know I put you in a torcher rack
And ?? nut bag around like a hacky sack
I told you fuck the world and I meant it
I owe the government money but I spent it
I bought a hooker and banged her in my truck
Yo, she probably had syphillis I give a fuck no
I'm gonna die hell we're all gonna die
You think the juggalo give a damn, bye
I'm going out like a nuclear time bomb
Tick tick boom motherfucker
The wickit the wickit the wickit wickit klowns
Blowing smoke rings with Kottonmouth Kings
Coming coming ? faygo into towns
And all types of thangs

Knock Knock Knock
How horrid to be buried alive
Imagine the terror of being trapped in your own coffin
Your heart beating wildly, every gasping breath
Using up your valuable oxygen
My hand popped up out of the dirt
Crawling out with broken wrists that dont even hurt
My blood wont squirt it's rusty.. dry,
A milipede made it's home in my eye
I'll get by till the wicked Halloween
I'm howl-ing straight dogs follow me
I'm coming home dead man walking
My feet flop Clown Walkin' might make a beat drop
Spend twenty-five years I'm chewing on gum
Wait, I got none I'm chewing on my tongue
Walk, oh my leg snapped off at the knee
I beat a kid in the head with it and stoled his candy
drag myself all the way to my old block
There go my old house, I go "knock"
Trick or treat, some chick opened it up
I stabbed her in the gut, started choking the slut
What happened to the wicked shit
cuz we all walk in Hellawicked
yeah, it's time to get blood
and we get blood in it!
It's time to get blood
and we get blood everywhere!
What happened to the wicked
This real Wicked Hellawicked
Yeah it's time to get blood
and we get blood in it!
It's time to get blood
and we get blood everywhere!
Extremely often, I'm laying in my coffin
but this Halloween the lid's comin' off son
A dead ninja got work to put in
and quite a few assholes to put a foot in
it's been twenty years, I wonder where my bitch at
My dick's still intact, I wanna hit that
aint shit buddy, and this aint a costume
I only live under the light of the Moooon!
Lookin for the bitch in the phonebook
but my only one good eye, it wont work
finally found the address, I'm going there
Lookin like a big Yoda, but I dont care
rang the doorbell with a dead ass rose
long ass worm hangin outta my nose
my bitch got older, look like mick Foley
I killed her, cuz I refuse to die lonely!
come on bitch!
What happened to the wicked shit
This real Wicked Hellawicked
It's time to get blood
and we get blood in it!
It's time to get blood
and we get blood everywhere!
What happened to the wicked
This real Wicked Hellawicked
I'ts time to get blood
and we get blood in it!
It's time to get blood
and we get blood everywhere!
Bring, bring, bring that shit back (the wicked)
bring that shit back
the wicked, Hellawicked
bring, bring, bring that shit back (the wicked)
the wicked shit back (the wicked)
Hellaween
What happened to the wicked
This real Wicked Hellaween
It's time to get blood
and we get blood in it!
It's time to get blood
and we get blood everywhere!
What happened to the wicked
This real Wicked Hellaween
It's time to get blood
and we get blood in it!
It's time to get blood
and we get blood everywhere!
The Wicked Hellaween
The Wicked Hellaween

Check it out.
Another fuckin sampler, I won't even front
I'll fuckin tell you all about our shit simple and blunt
and if you take the time to listen as I run this down
maybe you might even dig our shit and understand a wicked clown
we forever underground cause up on the surface
they've always said we talent less pieces of shit and worthless
YET, as I'm wright'in this now
I glance over at the wall and I don't know how
but we got 2 platinum albums
and another 4 gold
and we never used Mtv we went up the back road
and built a fan base that's so behind the clown
that they'll tear your fuckin city in half to show they down
but see that's just it though, it aint a fan base
it's a family drawn together like we from outer space
I mean we call our selves juggalos I guess that explains it
that we relate because we been through the same kinds of pain
I mean ICP don't rap about the money we get
because half the juggalos so broke they be steelin our shit
and they don't wanna hear about us pushin up Benz
when the takin fuckin greyhounds just to get to gatherins
WE LIKES IT WICKED, WE KEEPS IT WICKED
we like cartoons, serials, slaughterers on a record
its how we adjust to the pressures of life
let our music do the killin for you, you'll be alright
and seriously aint you the least bit curious
what's up with this underground world we gettin furious
just like the sampler that your bumpin right now
this might be your callin to our carnival grounds
and tell me this mutha fucka truly how you livin
ever get the urge maybe do a little wig splittin
ever been the last kid picked for a team
ever had mutha fuckas come and shit on your dreams
do you have ideas and somethin to say
only aint nobody ever got their ears pointed your way
ever been fucked with for like this and that
and go home with crazy thoughts about cuttin they necks
you might find an escape in this band the world hates
cause we been gettin shit on homie we can relate
and aint nobody here datin any Hollywood stars
attendin VIP parties at high profile bars
but if we aint your cup of tea than just don't fuck with me
I respect the fuck out the fact that you stuck with me
and listened on as we tried to explain ourselves
CAUSE THE HATCHETS HUSTLIN FOR SOME RECORD SALES
we know that ICP is fuckin hated and doughted
but our new albums the bomb and i wouldnt lie about it
we call it the wraith and its the 6th jokers card
and the juggalo worlds been waitin long and hard
so we savin it all we wont play you a lick
thats why they got me on here rappin about the shit
but for 10 years this album has been in our focus
every thing from dog beats on through to dark lotus
and its finally dropin on Nov. 5
unless the fuckin record label fucks up the shit
plan is that's the day that the best we can do
will be put in the stores and delivered to u
or you can download the shit free most probably will
but the packaging and booklet it comes with it still
so if your lookin 4 the best way of copin it free
my advice is hit a record store and pluck the CD
get you the booklet, and get you the disk
and leave all the case with the cover and shit
and then buy somethin cheap like a Brittany Spears sticker
so they don't get suspicious when they see you at the register
1 way or the other I can promise you this
juggalo or not our fuckin records the shit
and I don't give a fuck what rolling stone ends up given
cause that's just some fuckin other idiots opinion
if he knows what's so dope he should make it himself
and quit fuckin judgin every fuckin body else
anyway all we tryin to say is that bomb ass L.P. is headed your way
a little somethin for the under dogs out there
we extended the depth to let you know that we here
and our carnival doors is always open to yours
and 4 everybody else we stand up and applause
for taken a little time to listen to me spin
on this here on this here free cd hatchet sampler shit
and for all the juggalos out there that didn't know the deal
we put together this hear for you to feel come on.

I gotta tell him, I gotta be a man and handle my business
I know he's gonna hate me, I gotta call'em
What up dawg, what you been up to
Oh yeah, well thats cool, check it out
Me and you, we been down for a while right
We been here and there, we been pretty tight
Somethin happened last night that you might get upset about
But hear me out, I didnt mean nothin by it,
Im gonna make this quick
I gave your momma this dick
I dunno how it happened
I just know my nuts and her itch was slappin'
I was over there mowin' the grass
And I could feel her eyes all up on my ass
And then i went inside to make a phone call
And there she was with a tittie hanging out her bra
One thing just led to another
Next thing you know I was but-fucking your mother
Please dont hate me
But I been fuckin your mother loose lately Please dont hate me
I never said I loved the hoe
Please dont hate me
But I been fuckin your mother loose lately Please dont hate me
You never should have trusted a juggalo
Dont hang up, I still got more
Your momma gives head like a herion whore
I wasnt thinking about you as my bud
When she spread my but cheeks and went for the milkdud
We broke out with your grandpa's gin
And got drunk, I fucked her with a bowling pin
She's freaky, her nipples look like peanuts
Your mommas one of my favorite sluts
She likes lickin from the back of my balls
To the tip of my dick with one big lick
She calls me her big teddy bear
I chase her around in my underwear
I admit I like spanking her but
I used your sock though to catch my nut
Dont worry, I put it back, I knew I better
Thats why your toes been stickin together
Please dont hate me
But I been fuckin your mother loose lately Please dont hate me
I never said I loved the hoe
Please dont hate me
But I been fuckin your mother loose lately Please dont hate me
You never should have trusted a juggalo
Maybe they call you a termihater
If this was a swamp youd be a allihater
You could use a could glass of haterade
Sure come up, bring the allihater
Your moms ass looks like oatmeal yo
Its bumpy and grainy, I like the feel though
And I aint trying to diss her either
Im only sayin I wish you would trim her beaver some
Every hair is like a foot long
Bitch looks like a werewolf wearing a thong sometimes
Its allright with me though
I dont mind as long as I can find the pee hole
And your dad so dumb he's knowing nuthin
Here I am stuffin her muffin
Not to mention the pickle buffin
And I hope me and you are still cool
Im spending the night so she can drive me to school tomorrow
And we plan on fuckin again, allright, Ill talk to you again
Peace EMINEM
(Jesus someone got fucked up nigga)
Please dont hate me
But I been fuckin your mother loose lately Please dont hate me
I never said I loved the hoe
Please dont hate me
But I been fuckin your mother loose lately Please dont hate me
Uou never should have trusted a juggalo Please dont hate me
But I been fuckin your mother loose lately Please dont hate me
I never said I loved the hoe
Please dont hate me
But I been fuckin your mother loose lately Please dont hate me
You never should have trusted a juggalo

I gotta tell him, I gotta be a man and handle my business
I know he's gonna hate me, I gotta call'em
what up dawg, what you been up to
Oh yeah, well that's cool, check it out
me and you, we been down for a while right
we been here and there, we been pretty tight
somethin happened last night that you might get upset about
but hear me out, I didnt mean nothin buy it, I'm gonna make this quick
I gave your momma this dick
I dunno how it happened
I just know my nuts and her itch was slappin
I was over there mowin' the grass
and I could feel her eyes all up on my ass
and then I went inside to make a phone call
and there she was with a tittie hanging out her bra
one thing just led to another
next thing you know I'm butt-fucking your mother
Please don't hate me
but I been fuckin your mother loose lately please don't hate me
I never said I loved the hoe
please don't hate me
but I been fuckin your mother loose lately please don't hate me
you never should have trusted a juggalo
Don't hang up, I still got more
your momma gives head like a heroin whore
I wasnt thinking about you as my bud
when she spread my but cheeks and went for the milkdud
we broke out with your grandpa's gin
and got drunk, I fucked her with a bowling pin
she's freaky, her nipples look like peanuts
your mommas one of my favorite sluts
she likes lickin from the back of my balls
to the tip of my dick with one big lick
she calls me her big teddy bear
I chase her around in my underwear
I admit I like spanking her but
I used your sock though to catch my nut
don't worry, I put it back, I knew I better
that's probably why your toes been stickin together
Please don't hate me
but I been fuckin your mother loose lately please don't hate me
I never said I loved the hoe
please don't hate me
but I been fuckin your mother loose lately please don't hate me
you never should have trusted a juggalo
maybe they call you a termihater
if this was a swamp youd be a allihater
you could use a cold glass of haterade
sure come up, bring the allihater
your moms ass looks like oatmeal yo
its bumpy and grainy, I like the feel though
and I aint trying to diss her either
I'm only sayin' that I wish you would trim her beaver some
every hair is like a foot long
bitch looks like a werewolf wearing a thong sometimes
its allright with me though
I don't mind as long as I can locate the b-hole
and your dad so dumb he's knowing nuthin
here I am stuffin her muffin
not to mention the pickle buffin
and I hope me and you are still cool
I'm spending the night so she can drive me to school tomorrow
and we plan on fuckin again, allright, i'll talk to you later
Peace EMINEM
(Jesus someone got fucked up nigga)
Please don't hate me
but I been fuckin your mother loose lately please don't hate me
I never said I loved the hoe
please don't hate me
but I been fuckin your mother loose lately please don't hate me
you never should have trusted a juggalo Please don't hate me
but I been fuckin your mother loose lately please don't hate me
I never said I loved the hoe
please don't hate me
but I been fuckin your mother loose lately please don't hate me

"Does this excite you? Think about it! Does it not stagger the
imagination? No builder on earth can concieve any structure to
compare to the mansions above. Won't that be something when you go
to live in your own mansion? There'll be no concern about paying for it,
it's already taken care of. There'll be no worry about being moved out
of it. It will be yours forever."
I got shot, ah!, the murder was heinous
The bullet went in my eyeball and out my anus
And I was hit, that was it, on the spot
Flash, I woke up in a parking lot
And I'm sittin in a '64 Reinkeys
With Shaggy Dope written on the car keys
I look around I can't believe that it's possible
I'm dead, and I made it to the carnival
I walk in, it's everything I dreamed of
Everybody and they momma got clown luv
Japanese, Lebanese, and Chinese,
Portuguese, and southwest ghetto g's. (woowoo)
Hangin' out with redneck truck drivers
Instead of always givin' each other piledrivers
I see my old homey, he died in a drag
Chillin with two bitches, "What up, Shaggs?"
And he passed me a blunt like a tree trunk
I tried to hit it, but couldn't even fuck with it
And to think, I always been afraid to die
But I ain't never goin back to wonder why.
We all gonna die, but I'm not gonna fry
Even though most never try
I'm not gonna let this pass me bye, no
I was born, first, they threw me in a shit pile
I dealt with it, and lived there for a while
I got dissed on, pissed on, and beat down
Mutilated, and tossed out a dead clown
Next thing ya know, I'm chillin' at the big top
Free money, and mad bitches non-stop
No water, it's Faygo on tap
I wash my hair, and my face, and my butt-crack with it
Cuz I can, cuz I'm phat paid
I got a five story funhouse with a maid
And she walks around with her titties hanging out
And when I cough, she come and dust my balls off (woowoo)
I'm headed up to the show, I'm gonna see
Jimi Hendrix, Selena, and Eazy E
Elvis tried to open up but got dissed off
We got pissed off, because he sounded like butt
There's no fights, it's a perfect match
Hillbillies in the crowd tryin' to cabbage patch
And to think, I've always been afraid to die
But I ain't never goin back to wonder why.
Did ya ever burn your finger on somethin? hey
Well picture this, your nuts burnin that way
And a roman candle stickin' in your butthole
That's where the greedy skank motherfuckers go
This is all hell now, we livin' in it
But this bullshit'll be over in a minute
Then it's off to the Faygos and neden hoes
New clothes, and patent leather for your toes (woo-woo)
And while you sit around cryin' for your dead friend
He's chillin' up there, paid, getting mad ends
He's probably there tryin to figure out why you're sad
He's on the beach gettin' fat, you got it bad
And for those who ain't down for the next man
Who rob from the poor, and snatch all ya can
And any chicken talkin' shit, lemme tell ya something
Hold a lighter to your balls, and you'll see what's coming
"Does this excite you? Think about it! Does it not stagger the
imagination? No builder on earth can concieve any structure to compare
to the mansions above. Won't that be something when you go to live
in your own mansion? There'll be no concern about paying for it,
it's already taken care of. There'll be no worry about being moved out

I Love my faygo, my nyquil pills, shaggy, I love my buddies, my hatchetman, but I love my axe
My axe iz my buddy, I bring him when I walk
me and my axe will leave your head outlined in chalk
My axe is my buddy, he always makes me laugh
me and my axe cut bigot spinal chords in half
My axe is my buddy, and when I wind him back
me and my axe will give your forehead a buttcrack
my axe is my buddy, I never leave without him
me and my axe will leave your neck a bloody fountain
everybody everybody everybody run
murdering murdering murdering fun
swing swing swing
chop chop chop
swing swing swing
chop chop chop
My axe is my buddy, we right the planet's wrongs
me and my axe leave bigots dead on richie lawns
My axe is my buddy, he never make me cry
me and my axe will leave a divot for your eye
My axe is my buddy, don't take him for a chump
me and my axe will leave you hoppin' on a stump
interlude: look into the deadest tree, tell me baby wut you see
don't you hear the branches cry, asking for the reasons why
did they hang so many men, from the branches off of them
why did humans make them play, with them in their evil way
look into the moon's beam, can't you fathom what it's seen
bodies dragging from a truck, driven by a bigot fuck
why you think the heavens cry, acid rain and blizzard skys
aint no covering the tracks, that's why I'm here and oh yes
My axe is my buddy, he'll thump into your head
me and my axe will make your white T-shirt all red
My axe is my buddy, you let that dixie wave
me and my axe will fuck your mother on your grave
My axe is my buddy, we both cry with the trees

Boys and girls everybody gather round all in together now
Love you, I love you, I love you, I love you
Must kill you, must kill you, must kill you, must kill you
Verse 1
I'm kinda fat and I sweat alot
but that's the only bad creepy things I got
That and maybe the whole murdering aspect
but we aint even really got to that yet
I love people I love everything about them
and that's why I gotta live life without them
Huh? I know this don't make any sense to you but fuck you
this songs about me exclusively
Murder, Murderous, Murderation
The murdering mentality without an explanation
I'm Mr. Happy and I ride a bike (Ching)
I aint gotta seat I just sit on the pipe thing
I whistle, I sing I'll pet your poodle
I'll twist and squeeze your neck like a wet noodle
Cuz I'm so happy I'll stab your ass
and lay down next to you dead in the grass and say
Oh, it feels so good everytime I murder I get happy
Chorus
Happy, happy, happiest
I'm happy, happy happiest
I'm happy, happy, happiest
I'm happy, happy, happiest
Murder, murder, murder you
I murder, murder, murder you
I murder, murder, murder you
I murder, murder, murder you
Verse 2
I love you so hand me your neck
let me teach you about love and respect
Respect the fact that I love to kill
wait a minute yall I gotta take my pill
(Zanoffs, it works, I'm down to only 3 people a day)
My victims, I give em love and care
I don't wanna get blood everywhere
I don't use a chainsaw or a butcher knife
that's so 90's, get it right
I never mutilate or chop my loves
all I really need is a pair of gloves
Or maybe a car I'll run em down with it
I know that can be messy but the birds will get it
Don't you see that I love you...idiots
I'm Mr. Happy and I'm all about fun
Now get in the pit and try to kill someone
Oh it feels so good everytime I murder I get happy
Chorus
Verse 3
My bike has a basket full of strawberries
I picked them myself along with apples and cherries
and lemons and oranges and boogers and limes
plus theres a faygo in there but that's mine
red flowers like after your dead
I'll plant seeds and grow em out the side of your head
I got flowers all over the back yard
In the form of a Joker's card
Uh oh
Feels good I'm like the choko of my neighborhood
I'm one of those midnight creeps at Denny's
talking to myself and licking my pennies
I got a french fry hanging out of my beard
Don't go near that guy, he's weird
You know I'm all good and everythings all right
When you hear this scream in the middle of the night, like this
Oh, it feels so good everytime I murder I get happy
Chorus 2 times

Yeah
(What's that)
Myzery(Word up)
Twiztid(Yeah)
And the Insane Clown Posse(Know what I'm sayin?)
Forming a 50 foot Voltron on your ass
Your worst nightmares couldn't fuck with this
Run that shit
I'm rollin with the Psychopathic
Make a move, and shit gets drastic
Leavin mutherfuckers in caskets
Or wrapped in Reynolds plastic
Cause we psychosomatic and schizophrenic lunatics
Holding my balls we know
Which engulfs the tip of my dick
We real sick bitch, run and tell a friend
Twiztid in at the beginning
Means of the beginning of the end
The world dealt me a healthy hand of pain and lies
And you can see the hate in my eyes it's no surprise
It ain't shit bitch believe that
Suckers claiming they paid
They can't even handle they weed tax
I leave tracks like a needle
You phony as the 5th Beetle
Fuck a B on a deedle
Rockin Toledo like a trooper, What?
Leaving your conscience in a stuper, What?
Fuck a Smith and Wesson I can grab the luger, What?
And right before I shoot ya
I snap your back like I was Lex Luger
Chronic weed abuser (Wooooo!)
As we capitalize and enterprise music scenes
Money motivated, goal, and a dream
Like Martin Luther King
Hesitaters pause while we crack their jaws
Swooping over they town like Super Balls (Woo Woo!)
I roll with Bones and it's on like that
Making suckers spasm so hard they lungs calapse
Twiztid's the sound
Something'that your worst nightmares couldn't fuck with
Prepare to duck bitch
Cause I'm runnin' with a meat cleaver
Runnin with a meat cleaver, yo!
And if you missed it the name is Twiztid
Runnin with a meat cleaver, yo!
Qui qua Myzery para isla
Runnin with a meat cleaver, yo!
Shaggs and J, Insane Clown Posse
Runnin with a meat cleaver, yo!
Psychopatchic
From the NY come Myzery the red eye and raging
Minority and JumpSteady plotting retaliation
Suffocating dirty cats, player hatin
Gats we packin
Skullys and army jackets
Headed out of psychopathic
I got a plan so stack the ammo in the trunk
The word is that down town we don't front
Spark the blunt, give em what they want
Psycho thugs, loaded slugs
Loco in la cabesa
Get away rides in ce pasa
Destination para mi caco pato
There without muchacho
Cock slowly the deracho
There go that long acho
My shit is jammed
For you planned
Body's wounded badly
Move quickly before they bag me
Being chased down this dark alley
I'm a wounded ass
Minority hollering I gaba
I pulled out my blade
And carved it in him like a mansana
Now back to the ride floor it corpses
No remorse's
Psychopathic and Spanish side we joining forces
Runnin with a meat cleaver, yo!
And if you missed it the name is Twiztid
Runnin with a meat cleaver, yo!
Qui qua Myzery para isla
Runnin with a meat cleaver, yo!
Shaggs and J, Insane Clown Posse
Runnin with a meat cleaver, yo!
Psychopatchic
Myzery(I smell gun powder)
Twiztid
And the loco Insane Clown Posse (I smell raisins)
Psychopathic Records
Para siempre!
I smell garlic my head hurts
Cause my brain is cursed by voodoo wizards
My skin turns blue and I start to shake
My tongue comes out like a snake
Ssssss
Zunga bunga hooly goo bo
That's my Ugandan voodoo flow
You don't know what it meant
Til the next day you wake up
With your dick in your homies butt
I might grab your face, twist your neck,
And then let it go (Brrrrraaah)
And then Shaggy climbs up my back
And we attack and hit ya like a 10 foot ninja(Ninja!)
I paint my face like a clown
Other times I paint it like Sting and come down
The rafters up at the mall and throw old folks to the ropes
And chop their throats (Woooo!)
But I ain't no wrestler
I'm a serial killa murderous molester
Naww, I'm just juggalin your balls a bit
It's J who's into that shit (Yeah, fuck you)
And if you wanna get lippy
I'll stretch your lips out and call you skippy (Hehe)
The bottom line is we twisted like Sam Kinison's back
After the car wreck
Runnin with a meat cleaver, yo!
And if you missed it the name is Twiztid
Runnin with a meat cleaver, yo!
Qui qua Myzery para isla
Runnin with a meat cleaver, yo!
Shaggs and J, Insane Clown Posse
Runnin with a meat cleaver, yo!
Psychopatchic
Psychopatchic
Psychopatchic
Psychopatchic
Psychopatchic