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Forgotten Freshness Vol. 2 Album
by  ICP


ICP - Forgotten Freshness Vol. 2 Lyrics



  1. Mr. Johnsons Head (Remix)
  2. Clown Love
  3. Red Christmas
  4. House Of Wonders
  5. Mr. Rotten Treats
  6. Piggy Pie (Old School)
  7. Im Not Alone
  8. Halloween On Military Street
  9. Dogbeats
  10. Mental Warp

Mr. Johnsons Head (Remix)


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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 f*cken melon busted for a stare
+
Luv pumpin through the heart, flowin through the veins
+
Pop a mutha f*cka 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 f*cken 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
+
F*ck 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 f*cka 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 f*ckas
+
Flip 'em up, flip 'em down, flip 'em around
+
Mutha f*ckas 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 f*ckas 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
+
F*ck 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 f*ck 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 f*cken 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]
+
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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 f*cken melon busted for a stare
+
Luv pumpin through the heart, flowin through the veins
+
Pop a mutha f*cka 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 f*cken 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
+
F*ck 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 f*cka 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 f*ckas
+
Flip 'em up, flip 'em down, flip 'em around
+
Mutha f*ckas 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 f*ckas 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
+
F*ck 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 f*ck 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 f*cken 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]
+
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Red Christmas


Jiggle my mutha f*cken balls bitch.
+
Insane Clown Posse back in this mutha f*cka
+
Hey yo Violent J, whats up?
+
It's Christmas, time for a slaughter
+
Maybe your wife, maybe your daughter
+
It's midnight, I land my sleigh
+
Make way for jolly St. J
+
Climb down the chimny, for the murder
+
Dressed as the fat man everyones heard of
+
Shimy down, shimy down, what the f*ck?
+
Somebody help me, I'm stuck
+
Now what to do? I feel whack
+
I got stuck in a chimny stack
+
But I hack, and shimmer on down
+
Santa Claus Clown
+
Can't f*ck around, now
+
Livingroom, shhh, I creep
+
Tippy toes cuz they asleep
+
I pulled out the axe and slid down the hall
+
I got a gift for all of ya'll
+
Whats that? I better hide quick
+
Oh f*ck, it's the real St. Nick
+
And he musta been taken a shit
+
But regardless, I better move quick, now
+
So I jumped him, Santa's no joke
+
F*cked around got my damn neck broke
+
He strap, he shot, he didn't miss
+
[Gunshots and ho ho ho]
+
I had a red christmas
+
"I'm dreaming of a dead Christmas,
+
The kind you'll never have again
+
Cuz if you have a dead Christmas,
+
That means your dead and thats the end"
+
Merry, merry Christmas you f*ckin chump,
+
Seasons greetings loser, yo 2 Dope kick it!
+
Jack Frost nibbles, he but f*ck that
+
I aint got a home so he nibbles on my nutsack
+
And my buttcrack, toes, and elbows
+
My nutz is froze, f*ck you hoes
+
So I made a friend like me, a snow man
+
He was down with the clown like a blow man
+
Had a hat and eyes outta charcoal
+
And a pipe, we fill it with indow
+
Me and him sang songs in the snowflakes
+
He ate snowballs, I ate cornflakes
+
And we both would freeze are ballz off
+
I was there every time his head fallz off
+
I put it back on for him with a smile
+
He was my boy, made from a snow pile
+
Then the storm came, a blizzard
+
Snow, wind, ice, a blizzard
+
We pulled through we hid in an alley
+
The next day it was like sunny valley
+
He was meltin I was just fine
+
He got pissed and pulled out a nine
+
"If I'm gonna die you should come with me
+
Cuz we boyz" [gunshot] It hit me
+
Damn I'm dying, I'm dead he got his wish
+
And all I got was another red christmas
+
"Sighlent night, violent fight
+
Now I'm dead, one to the head
+
Christmas this year seemed so whack"
+
Happy New Year bitch boy
+
Hey, I got a New Years resolution
+
For your chicken ass mutha
+
To kiss my mutha f*cken ass, Woo!
+
Jingle Bellz, Jingle Bellz
+
Jingle all the way
+
Ask your f*cken mom bitch,
+
The ICP don't play, hey
+
Wicked Clown, Wicked Clown
+
Bitches drop your drawers
+
Don't talk back just suck my sack
+
And fiddle with my ballz
+
Yeah, ICP, Southwest for life,
+
Christmas time you know what I'm sayin,
+
Mr. Chris Cringle, you fat bitch,
+
Mutha f*cka never gave me shit,
+
I'm a slap your across your
+
Red ass face mutha f*cka, uh
+
Southwest down
+
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Jiggle my mutha f*cken balls bitch.
+
Insane Clown Posse back in this mutha f*cka
+
Hey yo Violent J, whats up?
+
It's Christmas, time for a slaughter
+
Maybe your wife, maybe your daughter
+
It's midnight, I land my sleigh
+
Make way for jolly St. J
+
Climb down the chimny, for the murder
+
Dressed as the fat man everyones heard of
+
Shimy down, shimy down, what the f*ck?
+
Somebody help me, I'm stuck
+
Now what to do? I feel whack
+
I got stuck in a chimny stack
+
But I hack, and shimmer on down
+
Santa Claus Clown
+
Can't f*ck around, now
+
Livingroom, shhh, I creep
+
Tippy toes cuz they asleep
+
I pulled out the axe and slid down the hall
+
I got a gift for all of ya'll
+
Whats that? I better hide quick
+
Oh f*ck, it's the real St. Nick
+
And he musta been taken a shit
+
But regardless, I better move quick, now
+
So I jumped him, Santa's no joke
+
F*cked around got my damn neck broke
+
He strap, he shot, he didn't miss
+
[Gunshots and ho ho ho]
+
I had a red christmas
+
"I'm dreaming of a dead Christmas,
+
The kind you'll never have again
+
Cuz if you have a dead Christmas,
+
That means your dead and thats the end"
+
Merry, merry Christmas you f*ckin chump,
+
Seasons greetings loser, yo 2 Dope kick it!
+
Jack Frost nibbles, he but f*ck that
+
I aint got a home so he nibbles on my nutsack
+
And my buttcrack, toes, and elbows
+
My nutz is froze, f*ck you hoes
+
So I made a friend like me, a snow man
+
He was down with the clown like a blow man
+
Had a hat and eyes outta charcoal
+
And a pipe, we fill it with indow
+
Me and him sang songs in the snowflakes
+
He ate snowballs, I ate cornflakes
+
And we both would freeze are ballz off
+
I was there every time his head fallz off
+
I put it back on for him with a smile
+
He was my boy, made from a snow pile
+
Then the storm came, a blizzard
+
Snow, wind, ice, a blizzard
+
We pulled through we hid in an alley
+
The next day it was like sunny valley
+
He was meltin I was just fine
+
He got pissed and pulled out a nine
+
"If I'm gonna die you should come with me
+
Cuz we boyz" [gunshot] It hit me
+
Damn I'm dying, I'm dead he got his wish
+
And all I got was another red christmas
+
"Sighlent night, violent fight
+
Now I'm dead, one to the head
+
Christmas this year seemed so whack"
+
Happy New Year bitch boy
+
Hey, I got a New Years resolution
+
For your chicken ass mutha
+
To kiss my mutha f*cken ass, Woo!
+
Jingle Bellz, Jingle Bellz
+
Jingle all the way
+
Ask your f*cken mom bitch,
+
The ICP don't play, hey
+
Wicked Clown, Wicked Clown
+
Bitches drop your drawers
+
Don't talk back just suck my sack
+
And fiddle with my ballz
+
Yeah, ICP, Southwest for life,
+
Christmas time you know what I'm sayin,
+
Mr. Chris Cringle, you fat bitch,
+
Mutha f*cka never gave me shit,
+
I'm a slap your across your
+
Red ass face mutha f*cka, uh
+
Southwest down
+
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House Of Wonders


[Violent J]
+
So there you are, you're sittin' there, just kinda chillin'
+
A richie boy, you look a little bit like Dylan
+
The 90210 bitch with the funny hair
+
So I'm gonna change a few things around, here and there
+
Start with your eyes, I pluck 'em both out your head
+
And pull your balls out your sack and stick 'em there instead
+
Then I snap off your toes and stick 'em in your nose
+
And pull the hair out your head until your skull shows
+
You're almost ready, gotta fix you for the show tonight
+
But your lips, man, to me, they just don't look right
+
They could be a little fatter, even more
+
So f*ckin' fat that your lip is draggin' on the floor
+
Tie your tongue into a knot and stretch it out
+
And tack a sign on it, tellin' what you're all about
+
Set you up, 'cuz now you're ready, so open up the door
+
'Cuz at the House of Wonders, you're the freak show
+
[Chorus x 2]
+
Carnival thrills
+
Carnival shows
+
Carnival excites you
+
Carnival kills
+
(Ahh, ooh, ahh, ohh)
+
Another freak show for the jugga-lugga-lo
+
So there you are, come on in, chickie, wow! Ain't you a pretty?
+
I think I'll start with the sillicone that's in your titty
+
I'll pull it out and put it in your forehead and cheek
+
So now, you look like the elephant bitch freak
+
Don't try to run, chickie-poo, I'm just gettin' started
+
I'll beat your head in with a brick until you're half-retarded
+
Remember that ugly girl you laughed at at the prom?
+
Don't try to laugh now, bitch, you look like her mom
+
You came to do the starin', but it's you they're starin' at
+
I'll stuff you full of chili-cheese dogs to make you fat
+
Then I'll stretch your f*ckin' lips and stick 'em in your ear
+
So all that evil shit you talk, only you can hear
+
I shave you bald, and glue your titty on the top
+
And then I spit on your nipple until you drop
+
Hey! Almost ready? Jumpsteady, open the door
+
'Cuz at the House of Wonders, you're the freak show
+
[chorus x 2]
+
"Oh, oh, oh my God!!!!!
+
"Oh, oh, oh my God!!!!!
+
"Oh, oh, oh my God!!!!!
+
"Oh my God!!!!!"
+
[chorus until end]
+
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[Violent J]
+
So there you are, you're sittin' there, just kinda chillin'
+
A richie boy, you look a little bit like Dylan
+
The 90210 bitch with the funny hair
+
So I'm gonna change a few things around, here and there
+
Start with your eyes, I pluck 'em both out your head
+
And pull your balls out your sack and stick 'em there instead
+
Then I snap off your toes and stick 'em in your nose
+
And pull the hair out your head until your skull shows
+
You're almost ready, gotta fix you for the show tonight
+
But your lips, man, to me, they just don't look right
+
They could be a little fatter, even more
+
So f*ckin' fat that your lip is draggin' on the floor
+
Tie your tongue into a knot and stretch it out
+
And tack a sign on it, tellin' what you're all about
+
Set you up, 'cuz now you're ready, so open up the door
+
'Cuz at the House of Wonders, you're the freak show
+
[Chorus x 2]
+
Carnival thrills
+
Carnival shows
+
Carnival excites you
+
Carnival kills
+
(Ahh, ooh, ahh, ohh)
+
Another freak show for the jugga-lugga-lo
+
So there you are, come on in, chickie, wow! Ain't you a pretty?
+
I think I'll start with the sillicone that's in your titty
+
I'll pull it out and put it in your forehead and cheek
+
So now, you look like the elephant bitch freak
+
Don't try to run, chickie-poo, I'm just gettin' started
+
I'll beat your head in with a brick until you're half-retarded
+
Remember that ugly girl you laughed at at the prom?
+
Don't try to laugh now, bitch, you look like her mom
+
You came to do the starin', but it's you they're starin' at
+
I'll stuff you full of chili-cheese dogs to make you fat
+
Then I'll stretch your f*ckin' lips and stick 'em in your ear
+
So all that evil shit you talk, only you can hear
+
I shave you bald, and glue your titty on the top
+
And then I spit on your nipple until you drop
+
Hey! Almost ready? Jumpsteady, open the door
+
'Cuz at the House of Wonders, you're the freak show
+
[chorus x 2]
+
"Oh, oh, oh my God!!!!!
+
"Oh, oh, oh my God!!!!!
+
"Oh, oh, oh my God!!!!!
+
"Oh my God!!!!!"
+
[chorus until end]
+
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Mr. Rotten Treats


Um well J that was an interesting Halloween Story
+
Um anybody else have another
+
Halloween story they'de like to share with the class?
+
I have another one. Well you have just told your story J
+
So what bitch, you sit here every day and tell stories
+
I'll tell a story in this mutha f*cka
+
See he doesn't want me to tell my story
+
Cuz he knows my story, it's about Mr. Rotten Treats
+
All your parentes know my story too
+
They don't tell you about him though
+
Long ago they all killed Mr. Rotten Treats
+
They're scared that you'll talk about 'em, they're scared that
+
He'll come back from the dead, they're all scared
+
he'll cut your f*cken ass
+
Welcome too, the other side
+
Thats what they told me when I died
+
I was stabbed in the head
+
Look what ya done dead
+
All the blood bleed, one juggalo dead
+
It was a cold, dark, scary Halloween
+
So my neighbors and my people,
+
they didn't really like me right?
+
So they came and burn down my world
+
Just because I like to murder their boys and girls
+
It was the Halloween I never ment to harm no one
+
I thought you were suposed to murder it was all in fun
+
I see the monsters and the gobblins I'm a killer to
+
But then they call me sick so what was I supposed to do?
+
I come back from the other side
+
I come for the people that took away my life
+
Trick or treat bitch, my dead body speaks
+
You tricked me now it's only right
+
that you try my rotten treats
+
Trick or treat, trick or treat
+
Watch as the dead man walks the street [2x]
+
Mr. Rotten Treats got all the good shit
+
over hereboys and girls, I got balls freshly
+
picked form Detroits biggest nutsacks, I got
+
Milky bar with the delicious razor blade filling
+
I got fudge freshly packed from the worlds rarest fudge packer
+
Must return to the other side
+
But not before I take these bitches on a murder ride
+
Murder go round the dead body clown
+
Put the treats in your mouth, and swish it around
+
Excuse me little boy, but is your daddy home?
+
Thank you sonny here's a little treat now run along
+
Hey buddy, you thought I was dead, man
+
You probably stuffed the f*cken shank in my head
+
It was the Halloween I never ment to harm no one
+
I thought you were suposed to murder it was all in fun
+
I see the monsters and the gobblins I'm a killer to
+
But then they call me sick so what was I supposed to do?
+
I send you to the other side
+
Your buddies and your neighbors can come along for the ride
+
Weak bitches, you thought that you had me beat
+
But this aolloween I'm commin back with my Rotten Treats
+
Trick or treat, trick or treat
+
Watch as the dead man walks the street [2x]
+
Mr. Rotten Treats runs this bitch, bitch, I got
+
Fried titty nipples, sweet acid drops, sweet
+
chocolate coverd nipple nuggets with the fresh creamy
+
shit filling, ask about my bitch she loves my
+
cookie dough nut dribbles
+
Trick or treat? (Trick)
+
Trick or treat? (Trick)
+
It was the halloween I never ment to harm no one
+
I thought that you were supposed to murder it was all in fun
+
I seen the monsters and the gobblins I'm a killer too
+
But then they call me sick so what was I supposed to do?
+
Welcome to the other side
+
(Trick or treat)
+
(Trick or treat, trick or treat
+
Watch as the dead man walks the street)
+
[Repeated several times]
+
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Um well J that was an interesting Halloween Story
+
Um anybody else have another
+
Halloween story they'de like to share with the class?
+
I have another one. Well you have just told your story J
+
So what bitch, you sit here every day and tell stories
+
I'll tell a story in this mutha f*cka
+
See he doesn't want me to tell my story
+
Cuz he knows my story, it's about Mr. Rotten Treats
+
All your parentes know my story too
+
They don't tell you about him though
+
Long ago they all killed Mr. Rotten Treats
+
They're scared that you'll talk about 'em, they're scared that
+
He'll come back from the dead, they're all scared
+
he'll cut your f*cken ass
+
Welcome too, the other side
+
Thats what they told me when I died
+
I was stabbed in the head
+
Look what ya done dead
+
All the blood bleed, one juggalo dead
+
It was a cold, dark, scary Halloween
+
So my neighbors and my people,
+
they didn't really like me right?
+
So they came and burn down my world
+
Just because I like to murder their boys and girls
+
It was the Halloween I never ment to harm no one
+
I thought you were suposed to murder it was all in fun
+
I see the monsters and the gobblins I'm a killer to
+
But then they call me sick so what was I supposed to do?
+
I come back from the other side
+
I come for the people that took away my life
+
Trick or treat bitch, my dead body speaks
+
You tricked me now it's only right
+
that you try my rotten treats
+
Trick or treat, trick or treat
+
Watch as the dead man walks the street [2x]
+
Mr. Rotten Treats got all the good shit
+
over hereboys and girls, I got balls freshly
+
picked form Detroits biggest nutsacks, I got
+
Milky bar with the delicious razor blade filling
+
I got fudge freshly packed from the worlds rarest fudge packer
+
Must return to the other side
+
But not before I take these bitches on a murder ride
+
Murder go round the dead body clown
+
Put the treats in your mouth, and swish it around
+
Excuse me little boy, but is your daddy home?
+
Thank you sonny here's a little treat now run along
+
Hey buddy, you thought I was dead, man
+
You probably stuffed the f*cken shank in my head
+
It was the Halloween I never ment to harm no one
+
I thought you were suposed to murder it was all in fun
+
I see the monsters and the gobblins I'm a killer to
+
But then they call me sick so what was I supposed to do?
+
I send you to the other side
+
Your buddies and your neighbors can come along for the ride
+
Weak bitches, you thought that you had me beat
+
But this aolloween I'm commin back with my Rotten Treats
+
Trick or treat, trick or treat
+
Watch as the dead man walks the street [2x]
+
Mr. Rotten Treats runs this bitch, bitch, I got
+
Fried titty nipples, sweet acid drops, sweet
+
chocolate coverd nipple nuggets with the fresh creamy
+
shit filling, ask about my bitch she loves my
+
cookie dough nut dribbles
+
Trick or treat? (Trick)
+
Trick or treat? (Trick)
+
It was the halloween I never ment to harm no one
+
I thought that you were supposed to murder it was all in fun
+
I seen the monsters and the gobblins I'm a killer too
+
But then they call me sick so what was I supposed to do?
+
Welcome to the other side
+
(Trick or treat)
+
(Trick or treat, trick or treat
+
Watch as the dead man walks the street)
+
[Repeated several times]
+
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Piggy Pie (Old School)


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Im Not Alone


[Shaggy 2 Dope]
+
Maggots can't f*ck with the Shaggy
+
Cuz I got a crew, bitch
+
A crew like you aint never even known
+
Carnival freaks from the ghetto zone
+
All waiten for the day to put you in your place
+
I had the fat bearded lady sitten on your face
+
Bitch boy bitchy you might get hurt
+
Dead Carnival clown puttin in w-w-w-work
+
You think you the shit cuz you think you to the upper hand
+
But why don't you come and meet my boy, the strong man
+
And he'll grab you by the head and squeeze until it pops
+
And shake your motherf*ckin neck until your head flops
+
Cuz I'm runnin with the beaoch your motherf*cks
+
I'll make a voodoo doll of ya, and flick your nuts
+
See I was born because I kill like Carny Rukas
+
I came out the neden and started to choke ya motherf*ckers
+
I leave the screw driver sticking half way out your dome
+
The worst part about is, I'm not alone
+
[Chorus: Violent J (repeat 2X)]
+
Jokers and freaks deep in the night
+
Thought I was a nerd but ya picked the wrong fight
+
J-J-J-Jimmy cracked corn but they don't care
+
They bust ya in the mutha f*cken head with a chair
+
[Shaggy 2 Dope]
+
I'm a nerd, and all the bitches call me a nerdy geek
+
And they would love to stick their thumbtacks on my seat
+
And they would throw their split balls at the class freak
+
And everyone of them bitches died in there sleep
+
Cuz I f*ck around with books and the severed barn
+
Crystal balls, black magic and jokers cards
+
And that night just when I'm feelin lonely
+
The clowns come to my bed and juggle for me
+
So don't f*ck with the Shaggs cuz I cast spells
+
And don't come cryin to me when your tongue swells
+
I'm hangin with freak shows, like Crab Boy, Snake Boy,
+
Flipper and Scab Boy
+
And a man who can eat his own f*ckin face
+
And then shit it out and screw it back into place
+
If you don't think so you can suck my bone
+
Cuz I tried tellin ya man, I'm not alone
+
[Chorus 2x]
+
Well I like to hang with Tall Jess and Jump Steady
+
Nate The Mack , Violent J and Uncle Fredy
+
Chunky Mutha F*cky and Scott got my respect
+
But I really like to hang with old rubber neck
+
A freak show from the circus that you don't know
+
And I f*cked the Lion Lady in the neden hole
+
And sometime she do an acrobatic flip on my nuts
+
And it feels so good
+
So tell your boys that they all a bunch of jump suckers
+
I walk around your neighborhood chokin motherf*ckers
+
I used to be a fool but then the jokers got juice
+
Shit changed when I started hanging out with Zeus
+
And if you take me out you know I'm commin back again
+
With my homeboys Jack and the Cannon ManHe come flyin
+
out the barrel doin Mock 9
+
With his fist commin straight for your spine
+
Never f*ck with the Shaggs cuz it's always ticken
+
I throw a curse and turn your ass into a chicken
+
So when you see me by my lonely in the ghetto zone
+
Mutha f*cka better realize, I'm not alone
+
[Chorus 2x]
+
[old man]
+
Who's that (Jokers and freaks)
+
Who's there?
+
No, stop it.
+
Ahh, I can't stand it.
+
Ahh, go away.
+
Leave me alone.
+
No, no, ahhhhh.
+
[Chorus 2x]
+
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[Shaggy 2 Dope]
+
Maggots can't f*ck with the Shaggy
+
Cuz I got a crew, bitch
+
A crew like you aint never even known
+
Carnival freaks from the ghetto zone
+
All waiten for the day to put you in your place
+
I had the fat bearded lady sitten on your face
+
Bitch boy bitchy you might get hurt
+
Dead Carnival clown puttin in w-w-w-work
+
You think you the shit cuz you think you to the upper hand
+
But why don't you come and meet my boy, the strong man
+
And he'll grab you by the head and squeeze until it pops
+
And shake your motherf*ckin neck until your head flops
+
Cuz I'm runnin with the beaoch your motherf*cks
+
I'll make a voodoo doll of ya, and flick your nuts
+
See I was born because I kill like Carny Rukas
+
I came out the neden and started to choke ya motherf*ckers
+
I leave the screw driver sticking half way out your dome
+
The worst part about is, I'm not alone
+
[Chorus: Violent J (repeat 2X)]
+
Jokers and freaks deep in the night
+
Thought I was a nerd but ya picked the wrong fight
+
J-J-J-Jimmy cracked corn but they don't care
+
They bust ya in the mutha f*cken head with a chair
+
[Shaggy 2 Dope]
+
I'm a nerd, and all the bitches call me a nerdy geek
+
And they would love to stick their thumbtacks on my seat
+
And they would throw their split balls at the class freak
+
And everyone of them bitches died in there sleep
+
Cuz I f*ck around with books and the severed barn
+
Crystal balls, black magic and jokers cards
+
And that night just when I'm feelin lonely
+
The clowns come to my bed and juggle for me
+
So don't f*ck with the Shaggs cuz I cast spells
+
And don't come cryin to me when your tongue swells
+
I'm hangin with freak shows, like Crab Boy, Snake Boy,
+
Flipper and Scab Boy
+
And a man who can eat his own f*ckin face
+
And then shit it out and screw it back into place
+
If you don't think so you can suck my bone
+
Cuz I tried tellin ya man, I'm not alone
+
[Chorus 2x]
+
Well I like to hang with Tall Jess and Jump Steady
+
Nate The Mack , Violent J and Uncle Fredy
+
Chunky Mutha F*cky and Scott got my respect
+
But I really like to hang with old rubber neck
+
A freak show from the circus that you don't know
+
And I f*cked the Lion Lady in the neden hole
+
And sometime she do an acrobatic flip on my nuts
+
And it feels so good
+
So tell your boys that they all a bunch of jump suckers
+
I walk around your neighborhood chokin motherf*ckers
+
I used to be a fool but then the jokers got juice
+
Shit changed when I started hanging out with Zeus
+
And if you take me out you know I'm commin back again
+
With my homeboys Jack and the Cannon ManHe come flyin
+
out the barrel doin Mock 9
+
With his fist commin straight for your spine
+
Never f*ck with the Shaggs cuz it's always ticken
+
I throw a curse and turn your ass into a chicken
+
So when you see me by my lonely in the ghetto zone
+
Mutha f*cka better realize, I'm not alone
+
[Chorus 2x]
+
[old man]
+
Who's that (Jokers and freaks)
+
Who's there?
+
No, stop it.
+
Ahh, I can't stand it.
+
Ahh, go away.
+
Leave me alone.
+
No, no, ahhhhh.
+
[Chorus 2x]
+
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Halloween On Military Street


[Chorus]
+
F*ck! Damnit! Another Halloween.
+
People on Military know what this means.
+
Houses on fire, they're blowin up cars.
+
Creatures in the streets, and razor blades in candy bars.
+
I went to trick-or-treat the first house on my block,
+
Spit in my face and gave my a rock.
+
I tried to give it back and said "I'll take nothing instead."
+
Turned around and walked away and felt the rock peg me in the head
+
Walked to the next house directly next door
+
There I saw an old woman dead on the floor
+
I said "Excuse me miss, but do you have a treat?"
+
She lifted her leg and scrapped flakes off her dead feet
+
I ran to the next house happy and giddy
+
And there i seen a fat woman holding up her titty
+
I said, "Trick-or-treat." she sad "Treat-or-trick."
+
And squeezed on her titty until it.......f*ck it that's too sick
+
Next house up was sittin back in the woods
+
I was a lil frightened but f*ck I want the goods
+
I knocked on the door I heard a knock back
+
And then i heard "COME ON IN" and yo I'm like F*CK DAT!
+
This house belongs to Mrs. Cherry Spoon
+
She said, "Drop your drawls and your treat is coming soon."
+
I quickly grew a stiffy, but kept my eyes shut
+
A hand came out the mail chute and flicked me in the nuts
+
I wobbled to the next house ready for the worst
+
And chillin in the drive was a long black hurst
+
I rang the door bell and said "Is anybody home."
+
"Of course little biy have a sugar coated kidney stone."
+
I walked throught the field, and to the next crib
+
Her friendliness could only be in her cooking bib
+
I said "How bout some candy." she said "How bout instead,
+
A nice hot fresh home made loaf of yeast infection bread."
+
My bag's gettin heavy so I rest on the curb
+
And riding on his bike her comes little Larry Shurb
+
I snuck up behind him and kicked him off his seat
+
I punched him in the neck, and power bombed him in the street
+
Now my bag of candy has doubled in size
+
Up to the next house for my scary prize
+
I'm like trick-or-treat, trick treat tricky dick
+
he opened up his door slapped my lips and didn't give me shit
+
Rock through his window and ran across the street
+
To the Dayton Mansion I'm in for a treat
+
I dinged on the dong, and here comes the butler
+
A big gumpy tall ass lurch lookin ma'f*cka
+
I said "Hello Mr. is there somethin for my sack?"
+
He reached in his pocket but I think he hurt his back
+
It's taking him an hour, my bag is open ready
+
But then he finally dropped it in my sack, a f*ckin penny
+
The next house is abandonded so forget it
+
But wait a minute, I think somebody's livin in it
+
I ran up to the door "Trick-or-treat, you can't hide"
+
It was a crackhead, he crawled in my bag and died
+
The next house is mine the last on the block
+
My mother's sitting on the porch shinning up hr glock
+
I climbed on the roof with my brother Jump Steady
+
And we yelled "HAPPY HALLOWEEN AND CLOWN LOVE!" to the whole city
+
[Chorus til fade]
+
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[Chorus]
+
F*ck! Damnit! Another Halloween.
+
People on Military know what this means.
+
Houses on fire, they're blowin up cars.
+
Creatures in the streets, and razor blades in candy bars.
+
I went to trick-or-treat the first house on my block,
+
Spit in my face and gave my a rock.
+
I tried to give it back and said "I'll take nothing instead."
+
Turned around and walked away and felt the rock peg me in the head
+
Walked to the next house directly next door
+
There I saw an old woman dead on the floor
+
I said "Excuse me miss, but do you have a treat?"
+
She lifted her leg and scrapped flakes off her dead feet
+
I ran to the next house happy and giddy
+
And there i seen a fat woman holding up her titty
+
I said, "Trick-or-treat." she sad "Treat-or-trick."
+
And squeezed on her titty until it.......f*ck it that's too sick
+
Next house up was sittin back in the woods
+
I was a lil frightened but f*ck I want the goods
+
I knocked on the door I heard a knock back
+
And then i heard "COME ON IN" and yo I'm like F*CK DAT!
+
This house belongs to Mrs. Cherry Spoon
+
She said, "Drop your drawls and your treat is coming soon."
+
I quickly grew a stiffy, but kept my eyes shut
+
A hand came out the mail chute and flicked me in the nuts
+
I wobbled to the next house ready for the worst
+
And chillin in the drive was a long black hurst
+
I rang the door bell and said "Is anybody home."
+
"Of course little biy have a sugar coated kidney stone."
+
I walked throught the field, and to the next crib
+
Her friendliness could only be in her cooking bib
+
I said "How bout some candy." she said "How bout instead,
+
A nice hot fresh home made loaf of yeast infection bread."
+
My bag's gettin heavy so I rest on the curb
+
And riding on his bike her comes little Larry Shurb
+
I snuck up behind him and kicked him off his seat
+
I punched him in the neck, and power bombed him in the street
+
Now my bag of candy has doubled in size
+
Up to the next house for my scary prize
+
I'm like trick-or-treat, trick treat tricky dick
+
he opened up his door slapped my lips and didn't give me shit
+
Rock through his window and ran across the street
+
To the Dayton Mansion I'm in for a treat
+
I dinged on the dong, and here comes the butler
+
A big gumpy tall ass lurch lookin ma'f*cka
+
I said "Hello Mr. is there somethin for my sack?"
+
He reached in his pocket but I think he hurt his back
+
It's taking him an hour, my bag is open ready
+
But then he finally dropped it in my sack, a f*ckin penny
+
The next house is abandonded so forget it
+
But wait a minute, I think somebody's livin in it
+
I ran up to the door "Trick-or-treat, you can't hide"
+
It was a crackhead, he crawled in my bag and died
+
The next house is mine the last on the block
+
My mother's sitting on the porch shinning up hr glock
+
I climbed on the roof with my brother Jump Steady
+
And we yelled "HAPPY HALLOWEEN AND CLOWN LOVE!" to the whole city
+
[Chorus til fade]
+
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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 f*cker
+
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]
+
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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 f*cker
+
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]
+
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Mental Warp


Staring at the ceiling, the roof has a face
+
It's telling me I don't belong with the human race
+
He's askin me to join him, in eternal sleep
+
I give him my soul, my body he can keep
+
Reaching just above me , I see my pillow's there
+
But yet I have no head, my head is on the chair
+
I'm staing at my body, I look as if I'm weak
+
So give me back my soul, my body you can keep
+
Sitting on my lawn, tt's just before dawn
+
I listen to the screaming, another life is gone
+
I'm playing with the children, children of the dead
+
My mother say's their evil, my daddy he gives a shit
+
Their eyeballs are bloody, their skin is ever pale
+
Their askin me to follow, I shall, I shall
+
They dress me as a clown, I'm screamin as a loon
+
We dance upon the cemetery, underneath the moon
+
Here I come there I go, I'm a night walker
+
I'm starin at you sleepin through your window like a stalker
+
I'm taping on the glass, I lick it with my tongue
+
I notice that the house is vacant, I'm starin at no one
+
I must of fell asleep, I woke up on the floor
+
Underneath the carpet, underneath the boards
+
I'm gaged with a dead rat, I lay for many weeks
+
The rat comes back to life, and is chewing on my cheeks
+
Mental Warp
+
My brain is gone, my brain is gone
+
say no more my brain is gone [4x]
+
Coming is my helper, tangling my brain
+
Somethings wery wrong I can't describe this pain
+
I'm calling for my mother, I'm crawling up the stairs
+
My mothers laughing at me, and she's been dead for years
+
I'm falling down the stair case, tumble to the floor
+
I land up in the attic, next to the cellar door
+
I'm play with the pigons, they tell me many lies
+
They tell me I'll have wings if I let them peck my eyes
+
I hear a womans voice calling from the dirt
+
I plat my little seed, and slowly she will spurt
+
And now she is a tree, I hear the heart pound
+
I take her in my arems, and we make love to the sound
+
The wind is my ebony blowing evil thoughts
+
Carrying the demons soring with the hearts
+
I put it in my body, the wind will bring the rain
+
Only lay it's demon egg, deep inside my brain
+
They're calling me a killer, I can't say that I'm not
+
My daddy's tried to kill me ever since I was a tot
+
By poisoning my bottle, I feed it to my friend
+
Cuz if he dies my buddy our friendship will never end
+
I'm sitting with the darkness, talking to the dark
+
It's singing lullabies, and stringing on the harp
+
I notice that the floor is warm and rather sick
+
It's cuz I'm sitting in my stomach
+
Mental Warp
+
My brain is gone, my brain is gone
+
say no more my brain is gone [8x]
+
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Staring at the ceiling, the roof has a face
+
It's telling me I don't belong with the human race
+
He's askin me to join him, in eternal sleep
+
I give him my soul, my body he can keep
+
Reaching just above me , I see my pillow's there
+
But yet I have no head, my head is on the chair
+
I'm staing at my body, I look as if I'm weak
+
So give me back my soul, my body you can keep
+
Sitting on my lawn, tt's just before dawn
+
I listen to the screaming, another life is gone
+
I'm playing with the children, children of the dead
+
My mother say's their evil, my daddy he gives a shit
+
Their eyeballs are bloody, their skin is ever pale
+
Their askin me to follow, I shall, I shall
+
They dress me as a clown, I'm screamin as a loon
+
We dance upon the cemetery, underneath the moon
+
Here I come there I go, I'm a night walker
+
I'm starin at you sleepin through your window like a stalker
+
I'm taping on the glass, I lick it with my tongue
+
I notice that the house is vacant, I'm starin at no one
+
I must of fell asleep, I woke up on the floor
+
Underneath the carpet, underneath the boards
+
I'm gaged with a dead rat, I lay for many weeks
+
The rat comes back to life, and is chewing on my cheeks
+
Mental Warp
+
My brain is gone, my brain is gone
+
say no more my brain is gone [4x]
+
Coming is my helper, tangling my brain
+
Somethings wery wrong I can't describe this pain
+
I'm calling for my mother, I'm crawling up the stairs
+
My mothers laughing at me, and she's been dead for years
+
I'm falling down the stair case, tumble to the floor
+
I land up in the attic, next to the cellar door
+
I'm play with the pigons, they tell me many lies
+
They tell me I'll have wings if I let them peck my eyes
+
I hear a womans voice calling from the dirt
+
I plat my little seed, and slowly she will spurt
+
And now she is a tree, I hear the heart pound
+
I take her in my arems, and we make love to the sound
+
The wind is my ebony blowing evil thoughts
+
Carrying the demons soring with the hearts
+
I put it in my body, the wind will bring the rain
+
Only lay it's demon egg, deep inside my brain
+
They're calling me a killer, I can't say that I'm not
+
My daddy's tried to kill me ever since I was a tot
+
By poisoning my bottle, I feed it to my friend
+
Cuz if he dies my buddy our friendship will never end
+
I'm sitting with the darkness, talking to the dark
+
It's singing lullabies, and stringing on the harp
+
I notice that the floor is warm and rather sick
+
It's cuz I'm sitting in my stomach
+
Mental Warp
+
My brain is gone, my brain is gone
+
say no more my brain is gone [8x]
+
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Year: 1998
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